My Sister's Wedding

I didn't think I'd like weddings but this one I liked. The scenarios I've been concocting for months just went down the drain. No locking myself in the bathroom until the bouquet throwing part; no jumping off the hotel window to swim with the ducks at the bay; no bringing of Jessica Zafra's Twisted books for additional ammunition aimed at people who kept bugging me with the question, "When are you gonna get married?"; and no changing my off-the-shoulder-see-my-cleavage purple long gown into a respectable black sheath dress and a black blazer. I just kept mumbling the sentence "THIS IS MY SISTER'S DAY AND I'M NOT GONNA RUIN IT FOR HER" like a mantra and things fell into their proper places.

The snags I thought were snags weren't really snags. Me dancing after nine years of being a wallflower surprised most relatives. Marunong daw naman pala ako sumayaw ay bakit ko itinatago? Blame it on my favorite uncle (Uncle Butch) and favorite cousin (Kuya Boyet). They were the ones who literally dragged me to the dance floor and wouldn't let go of my arms lest I danced with them. One relative Kuya Gener was really adamant that I got paired with someone I didn't know (Prospect ba?) that when he introduced this guy Archie and left us on the dance floor, I couldn't do anything but dance with him. Bagay daw kami at dalawang nerds with some UP background. It turned out that the guy once courted my sister. Pero di ko siya type. Kasi hindi malaki ang dibdib. He-he.

I also danced with my brother-in-law. He taught me how to waltz. The best man Dave, who's my brother-in-law's brother, danced with me for a while but he couldn't wait to go back to his American girlfriend ... a Karate instructor. Mahirap na. Pero takot sa 'kin ang mokong. Mike kasi kept building me up telling his brother how "intelligent" I am. The two of us had to make a speech for our respective siblings. I thought mine would turn out dramatic as in heart-wrenching and Dave's would be funny. Pero nagkabaligtad. I made the audience laugh with my speech and he made them cry!

By the way, my sister and my Mom rode a Rolls Royce on the way to St. Patrick's Chapel. Muntik na raw maraming naaksidente sa streets of San Francisco because most people were rubber-necking so that they could catch a glimpse of the vintage car. The bridesmaids, the groomsmen, the best man and I rode a limousine loaded with two TV sets, a CD player, two bottles of champagne and different kinds of sodas. Nakakatuwa kasi we kept waving at the people outside eh hindi naman pala kami nakikita kasi tinted ang car windows. Tanga 'no? O siya, I have to fold the clothes I laundered.

Ahihihi.