Betrothal

Yep, that is right, it has happened to me...I got engaged and I will be married next year. I remember a friend of mine once said with a chuckle, "Pica, there is no goddamn way you will ever get married. Nobody in his right mind will marry you." Well then, I guess my fiance is one insane sonofabitch! And I am the one laughing now.

The funny thing is, I'm getting married and all of a sudden, EVERYONE has an opinion about it. The colour of my dress, the shape, the style, whether I should try to lose some weight, whether I look great as I am, what flavour the cake should be blah blah blah blah. Then again, a wedding is something one holds for the general public...my dad calls weddings "Let's all feed the nation" ceremonies...and when one does anything in the public eye, one has to be expectant of criticism and opinions.

The thing people don't seem to be understanding is that the day itself is of no real importance to me...its all about what happens after...living with my man, sharing a life and making our hopes and dreams come about together. The day is just one day. Its the rest of my life that I care about. I'm more than certain its going to be a happy life.

I officially graduate on December 5th and I can't wait. It is by far the most important day of my life. All odds were pretty much against me. It will take all my physical strength not to grab the certificate and scream "FUCK YOU!" to a couple of people in the audience while giving them the finger. Then again, what could possibly happen if I really did it? I bet I'd get my picture in the paper...the story line would read "Insolent graduate shows faculty what she's made of " or "Nothing like university education" Yes, yes. I'd go down in history. Everyone would say "there was this one girl who flashed the bird at her lecturers" and I'd proudly think, yeah, that was me. But of course I will do no such thing...not the proper decorum for an educated soon-to-be wife.

Yeah right. Pfffffft.