Made it to tha Wedding... Barely
So Saturday was my cousin's wedding. It was at 1 pm. My lab, which is Every freaking Saturday, was scheduled for 9 am to 2 pm. >< I got out of lab at 12:30 pm, got home at 1 pm, left at 1:25 pm, made it three minutes later (Church was nearby), and the ceremony HADN'T EVEN STARTED YET!!! O_o Turns out peoples were late, dunno who, so the ceremony didn't start til like 1:40 pm. And I go to this church, so I was SUPER relieved when the sermon was short. My church is known for LOOOOOOOONG sermons... ><
Jeanna, the bride, had a very beautiful dress on. She walked down the aisle with her dad and her daughter. ^^ Yesh, my cousin, Day (no that's not his real name, that's the name we've called him since we were all little, his real name is Abel, but no one calls him that, so there!) and Jeanna had their daughter Ariella like three years ago. She's very cute! ^^
Again, my brother was an usher. As was my cousin David. My brother is a good usher. He's so freaking tall that you can spot him anywhere. haha! So the ceremony ended before 3 pm. The reception wasn't til 5:30 pm. >< I was starving!! My dad made us curly fries and fried chicken breast patties thingies. Twas good. The reception was pretty. We've been to the Lincoln Inn many times for several occassions, but it looked different this time. Twas cool. The food was ok, even tho they started at like 6:30/7:00 ish. >< The speeches were great. My family's not too big on speeches, but since Jeanna's family is less Mexican and more "american", we had like five speeches. O_o First from the Best Man, Day's brother Chito (no, that is not his name either, it is Ignacio, so nya!). Twas funny. Then from the Maid of Honor Jill (I went to school with her, she's nice). Then from Danny, Day's friend. Then from Day (it was so emotional, he almost cried!). Then from Jeanna (at this point, I was just thinking of the food, and looking at it because I was near it). Then my grandpa said a prayer and Nenny interpreted afterwards in English (no, that is not his name, Nenny's real name is Daniel!). Then it was time to eat. But since we were near the food, we were the last ones to get in line! >< Dammit!
The music was ok... They had a banda for a while, then the DJ took over. There were few english songs here and there.... I danced a wee bit. Mainly to the english songs. heh heh heh.... The boys got their wish and threw Day in the air. They threw him so high each time that Day had to prevent himself from hitting the ceiling. haha! Lotsa people danced. Lotsa people talked. Lotsa people tried to hook up. *looks at Gus and David* And where was Ang???? Sitting down at the table, with her parents, BORED out of her mind and depressed. I've started to HATE going to family functions. There is no one for me to talk to!! >< My dad claims there is, and points to my four year old cousin. >< There's few cousins I talk to frequently. Ok, no, just one, David. But when we get with our other cousins, they all leave me and chat with them. Most of the time I feel like crying. I mean, I love my family. I like the fact that we're so close.... But I hate the fact that I'm not close to anyone and that no one likes to come and just chat with me. My cousins hang out all the time. They go shopping or play poker together.... mebbe go see a movie or go out and eat... Do they ever call me? No. Not even for my birthday. I've never received a birthday call from my cousins. Only has Nenny ever cared, but that was during High School. Now the only one who calls me on my birthday is Kori. (Whom I love very much!!!)
So I gots to thinking of what my wedding will be like when I get married. My colors will be white and Lilac. I'll have Disney songs at my reception. My bridesmaids and Maid of Honor will all be my FRIENDS. I will have no family members involved in my wedding, as my family is accustomed to. Hell, they'll be lucky if I invite them to my wedding. Kids will be allowed, seeing as nowadays they request that kids not be brought to the reception. (what the hell is up with that???) *sigh*
When I got home from the reception I just felt like crying my eyes out. T___T I feel so alone in this family. They're all so close... I'm jealous of my cousins... I've tried years trying to get close to them. But they just think I'm weird because I like anime, I like manga, I like Japanese music, I don't like to dance to mexican music, and I hate drinking. Considering my cousins love to go out drinking and getting smashed, I'm glad they don't invite me for that.
Story time! (cause I feel like it and I brought it up during the wedding reception) My cousin, Tess (short for Teresa) and I went to the same school for 9 years. Therefore, we graduated 8th grade together. She was closer to my older sister Mireya and our cousin Tannia, whom are 3-4 years older, than she was with me. She had an 8th grade graudation party, invited my sister and my cousin, and I didn't even know about it until I went to pick up my sister. O_O I dunno if she told my sister to tell me or if she just didn't invite me alltogether. I dunno. But that really hurt. I don't hold that against her, tho, because that's how I am. I forgive. A lot. Considering what my family has done to me, I'm surprised I even bother to talk or see them. My friends know the crap I went through with my family. It's getting somewhat better with my parents, but my cousins and I just never see each other. Only at family functions. Gosh, I'm so damn nice that it's unbelievable that my cousins ignore me. They ask for help, I give it. Gah!!!! >< I'm so freaking pissed....
Should I or should I not go to family parties from now on??? The last few family parties have been hell. No one to talk to, nothing to do, wandering aimlessly so that it looks like I'm doing something. Screw it, I'm not going anymore. But I am going to the family "picnic" this weekend. We get to go shooting. I love shooting. I'm so damn good with a rifle or a shotgun. I don't have to talk to anyone. As long as I get my turn with the guns, I'll be fine. heh heh heh, get my frustration out shooting those clay discs... *imagines it being someone* Die! Die!! DIE!!!!!! >) Tis a good thing that my cousins fear me with a gun. Yes, I am that good. If I an shoot those clay discs, which are sometimes like three inches wide, from far away.... Yup, fear me.