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Saturday, August 23, 2008

the wedding

yesterday we went to my grandma's sister's wedding, i think i could've had a little more fun if it weren't for my thoughts about my uncle bringing his beer in my van which i paid for. it all started off with my mom taking my sister, my mom's friend, and i to my aunt's house so that my grandma could do our hair and makeup for the wedding, my mom stupidly went to my aunt's house not dressed for the wedding, so my grandma sent my mom back to her house to get dressed for the wedding and to pick up my uncle on the way back to my aunt's house. well, it took forever for my mom to get back to my aunt's house because my uncle wasn't ready when my mom went to my grandma's house to pick him up, so after he finally got ready they seen a cop on the way back to my aunt's house and my uncle got paranoid and told my mom to go when another car was crossing the street or something like that just to get away from the cop and my mom's friend was arguing with him about it and his argument is why he doesn't have a license. he said that he doesn't let anything stop him from getting where he needs to go when he's driving. the idiot also brought a beer in my van along with him, i told my grandma that she should tell him not to bring beer in my van and she didn't say anything, so i'm sure she didn't tell him not to bring beer in my van. i was thinking about all of this which is why i didn't have a good time. outside the wedding party my grandma's shorts kept falling down and my grandma is more fun to be around during weddings, so i stuck around her most of the wedding and she tried to find someone to borrow her a belt but she couldn't. we all wsre laughing about her shorts falling down and so that made the time go with more fun. i wish i could've gone out on the dance floor and danced though, just to help make the mood of the wedding more happy- i was tired and a little unhappy because of what i explained before. people kept asking me if i was going to go out and get my groove on the dance floor but i disappointingly didn't. i bet i would've had a better time. i thought about this when i was laying in bed this morning. i shouldn't have let that idiot get to me.

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