Maybe that title is a bit harsh? I only say it because she was a goody goody Christian with all her high and almighty values but come university time, she ran amok. Oh yes AMOK!
This only shocks me since she lost in touch with all our mutual school friends and three years later I receive a wedding invite and an hours worth of gossip from my best friend whose also her close friend since they have mutual male friends. I hate their male friends, looks of 30 years olds but brains of an infant...between them.
So apart from the hassle of getting to Gilford, a trip via car means it's wayyy too far out of London and one must invest in a drop dead dress in case of the unlikely event of eye candy lurking about. The brides taste in men is less that to be desired but hey the groom looks someone 'happy' in their photo so maybe a sense of humour is available for wit to bounce off. Seriously need something to distract me fromthe school girl bitching that will commence when the whole HTC crew turn up.
Checklist:
-Dress - ordered but not arrived...i may need a backup plan incase it dosent not arrive.
-Present - ordered from the most expensive/drab department store. Why she did a wedding list with House of Fraser I will never know?
- makeup - i need to figure what dress I'm wearing and figure out what paint to slop on - my old stuff just melts off me these days.
- fantastic hair - naturally darling

- Sanity - I'm going to be traveling with the hard party goers so i'm going to be the brains of the operation or else we ain't getting to the church!
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