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Credits

You have to thank these guys for making such a fugly skin .
Designer is CRUSHthespeaker .
Designer's blog is here .
Host is obviously blogger .
reflection

Wednesday, December 12, 2012 2:08 AM

i think i am weird. or rather, i think differently from social norm.

it is especially now that i feel this way.

i do not appreciate exquisite hotel ballroom dinner to hold for our big day. i do not want a DnD event, i only wish for a small get together for close relatives and friends to share our joy.

i do not fancy being restricted to plastered walls and round tables. putting ppl in a restricted area makes me feel claustrophobic and it adds on to my stress level seeing soo many sardine heads.

 i do not connect with things like childhood montage nor morning highlights. i would rather DIY more creative/newer ideas than powerpoint slides/video cutting. i may end up building a physical photo story wall. who knows?

i do not understand the purpose of honeymoon. i only want a relaxing trip after a year of preparations and i would really prefer places with sun, sea and sand.

i have no idea how many people i will offend with this post but it is truly just what i have concluded for the past year.


on a side note, my husband-to-me is really a very amazing man. he cleans, does laundry and cook. but what amazes me most is he didnt run away from the bridezilla who worries and vex about everything. he had his fair share of bridezilla roar+claws and he remains right at the same spot.

i do think we can stick through the vows that we will be exchanging.. rich or poor, healthy or sick, pms or no pms, drunk or sober.. we will still be who we are, the relationship that we have built is stronger than before. he worries about me as much as i worry about him. he looks after me as though i'm his daughter at times and i nag at him as though i'm his mother. loving him is like a roller coaster ride and loving me takes a lot of patience.

the wedding is not the end, it's the start of another new era. the khoo era perhaps :)

ps: stalker husband-to-be, if u are reading this, do not check the time.. i will have enough rest.