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so my sister is officially Mrs. Whittington. This wedding yesterday was seriously one of the best days of my life.
All the groomsmen met at the Double Tree at 1230 and took a gigantic limo over to the church. Took some pictures, all that good stuff that weddings do. Anyways, when the wedding started ... it was amazing. It was seriously the best wedding I've ever seen. I have this great appreciation to this wedding because I know how much it took for this day to happen. I walked my mom down the isle, and she was crying of course. Then I walked with Mandy, jake's sister, down to the front. I told myself I wouldn't cry in front of the whole crowd ... but it didn't work. When the doors opened in the back and I saw my sister standing there with my dad and the organ started playing... it was beautiful. Seriously, it was so so amazing. I got all teary eyed and just stared at the floor. Once it got going, I was ok the whole time. At the very end when they did their kiss, that's when I actually kinda cried haha. It was seriously just amazing, there is nothing else I can say about it. It was simply amazing.
We took a lot of pictures and what not ... and then got back in the limo. The whole wedding party + Jake/Amy were in there this time, so there were 12 of us in a limo haha. On the way from the church to the Double Tree, we started drinking. I chugged 3 beers in about 10 min, so I was buzzed when I got there. It was really fun cause they announced us as we walked in and we got to dance and whatnot. We got all the food, mingled, partyed. I drank a lot last night ... I was drunk all night. No (Sarah, and Cecily) I was not wasted, I was drunk. People who are wasted black out and puke, like my aunt... I was drunk. I kept drinking to keep my drunk all night too. It was just fun like no other. The reception was soooo fun. I even did a strip show with Jason, a groomsman, on the dance floor. It was funny.
Passed out hard last night in my big hotel room. Woke up this morning at 9 because we had a big family brunch at 10. It was cool, and now I'm at home just relaxing. I need to run and say bye to some people before I head home. I realllly don't want to go home though. I'm actually getting kind of depressed about it. I really, really, really don't want to go back. :(
All the groomsmen met at the Double Tree at 1230 and took a gigantic limo over to the church. Took some pictures, all that good stuff that weddings do. Anyways, when the wedding started ... it was amazing. It was seriously the best wedding I've ever seen. I have this great appreciation to this wedding because I know how much it took for this day to happen. I walked my mom down the isle, and she was crying of course. Then I walked with Mandy, jake's sister, down to the front. I told myself I wouldn't cry in front of the whole crowd ... but it didn't work. When the doors opened in the back and I saw my sister standing there with my dad and the organ started playing... it was beautiful. Seriously, it was so so amazing. I got all teary eyed and just stared at the floor. Once it got going, I was ok the whole time. At the very end when they did their kiss, that's when I actually kinda cried haha. It was seriously just amazing, there is nothing else I can say about it. It was simply amazing.
We took a lot of pictures and what not ... and then got back in the limo. The whole wedding party + Jake/Amy were in there this time, so there were 12 of us in a limo haha. On the way from the church to the Double Tree, we started drinking. I chugged 3 beers in about 10 min, so I was buzzed when I got there. It was really fun cause they announced us as we walked in and we got to dance and whatnot. We got all the food, mingled, partyed. I drank a lot last night ... I was drunk all night. No (Sarah, and Cecily) I was not wasted, I was drunk. People who are wasted black out and puke, like my aunt... I was drunk. I kept drinking to keep my drunk all night too. It was just fun like no other. The reception was soooo fun. I even did a strip show with Jason, a groomsman, on the dance floor. It was funny.
Passed out hard last night in my big hotel room. Woke up this morning at 9 because we had a big family brunch at 10. It was cool, and now I'm at home just relaxing. I need to run and say bye to some people before I head home. I realllly don't want to go home though. I'm actually getting kind of depressed about it. I really, really, really don't want to go back. :(