I've just got up from bed, totally digruntled. Woe betide anyone who messes around with me. Went to sleep at 3 am with the same feeling, hoping sleep would shake it off. It hasn't. Engagement part was nice... and if I say nice then there's a whole lot of other meanings to it. I had the hairstyle from heaven (best in the whole party, thank you Nigel), dressed to kill, nothing wrong with me. And really cannot find fault with the happy couple, both darlings. Can find fault though with the guests. One guest didn't even say hello, she said, oh you know there is one girl from Naxxar who really lost weight and she doesn't take anything but water. Could have made one big mess, but she'll probably soon be 6 feet under, then of course who'll be asked to do her funeral music.... me... with the weight. Met two other darlings, and aunt and her husband, who make me feel like a million dollars. I love them, always have, always will, and God I'll be sorry when they go. But I will not go to any future family get togethers, they're just reminders of how people have moved on with their life, and also how insipid family can be. Well we don't chose family, and blood should run thicker than water... it really doesn't. It's not very nice being looked as at invisible and asked where your twin is a million times. Now I love my twin, but hey look at me too. I just won't bother in the future. I wish I had my own party though, I've never had my own part, but then who would I invite. Not many friends, and it will not be a family thing. Just friends, yeah then I could just go for a nice dinner and it wouldn't be too different.
Oh well it's life, maybe I'll throw a party for just me and the cats, plenty of tuna to go around.....
Oh well it's life, maybe I'll throw a party for just me and the cats, plenty of tuna to go around.....
