... not by me!!!
I just got back from a mini family party - from my Dad's side. There were about 50 of us. The occasion was my cousin and his fiance are going back to the US tomorrow.
It turns out my cousin is going to be the first one to marry a Westerner - since my plans seem to be totally fucked already. He has lived most of his life in the US. So, needless to say, his fiancee is American. She seems a nice girl. I wasn't in a friendly mode, so I didn't talk to her. Besides, everyone was talking and laughing it's so hard to hold a conversation with anyone.
And I was busy eating.
And I couldn't stop thinking about Mark.
That's just how it's supposed to be!!! You ask someone to marry you. He/she meets the family and becomes a part of the family. And you fooking get married.
Not fooking fook off.
Oh God... I need a shrink.
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