Oh that wedding...

I am starting to feel a little bit out, all my friends and family are getting married... and I don't even have a girlfriend... but I am in no rush to get married, I am not even 20 yet!

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Well here is the background story. The bride and I have know each other for many years, since we were babies. When it came to pre-primary school, she was that girl I hated the most. I hated most girls as they were evil disgusting creatures that told nothing but lies and were no fun at all.

She knew my parents and loved getting me into trouble by telling them all the naughty things I did at school. As far as naughty goes, well I was the definition of "mischievously naughty". But don't get me wrong she was no saint, but know one believed me. I tried so hard to get her into trouble, but it was all in vain.

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The years past and we got over the constant hating and manipulating, we then became really good friends. I opened the adoption board for adopting me, so I became her "sister" and she became my "brother."We both loved to tease and this was one of the many ways we teased each other.

So now the big question is... Did I give them my blessing? Well yes, they ARE going to NEED it! She has only ever dated one guy and now she is marrying that guy, which came as a shocker to me, but hey what could I do about it.

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The wedding was a blast, they looked happy, everyone was happy, then you looked at her dad... It was like he was losing her forever to some illness, I found this to be quite amusing, which, of course is a bad thing. I must be such a horrible person to take to weddings, but hey I think I am the one having the most fun there.

My brother ended up getting a huge "mouth full" from the girl sitting in front of us; my brother comments a lot and it annoys people. This was happening while the groom was making everyone cry with his lovely story. Only real men cry, so I feel a little better that she chose a real man to marry.

Obviously the food was to die for and I had some lovely old people tell me, "this is to die for, and you're next son." In the back of my mind I was thinking (you can only imagine that this was not good). A smile popped up on my face as I thought silently in my head, "well yes you are dying for the food; I can't wait for the next funeral, where I will be saying the exact same words to you!" Oh boy I am not such a nice person, but hey evil sense of humour is fun, and I am really enjoying myself.

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So for all those of you who don't know, the father is very protective over his daughters. I even got dirty looks when I was dancing with the brides younger sister... I felt like I was burning inside as he gazed straight into my eyes. When I shook his hand to say good bye, my hand was crushed.

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The wedding was amazing and I wish a happy life for my sisie. She deserves a good life.

Just on a little side note for self improvement. I will be doing pushups, situps and squats for the amount of $$$ (ratio;$1:1) I earn on this post and will give a short feedback every day at the end of each post. This will be split in equally between all 3. Any not done will carry onto the next day.