okay my pretty night wedding at the place where my sweetie and i meet has become a VERY cheap ordeal. no, it's not a JP ordeal, but at the moment it might as well be. there'll be no dancing, no really big celebration . . .no pretty dress. . .no being the day's shinning star. i will be just another person, someone who will go basically unnoticed on what SHOULD be my big day. My SISTER will be prettier and better dressed ON MY WEDDING DAY than I will be. because we are SOOO BROKE and the economy sucks so we're having toubles getting new jobs. it feels like i'll be forgotten on my own wedding day because i'll not be special enough or pretty enough. no special dress for me . . .no aisle for me to walk down towards to my love. i know i sound like a drama queen, but it's like getting my dreams flushed down the toilet and fate laughing at me for wanting ONE SINGLE day to be special. hell my future step daughter will look prettier than me thanks to the capabilities of her grandmother. fuck it all
