Had a hiccup in my LIFE like about 2 days ago? It kinda affected me badly because of what one sentence mean to me. The whole consequence of that was that i had strangely dry eyes (as though my tear ducts just went on strike and refuse to produce the necessary accessories to a pained sad face.) and was in a very calm state, sometimes broken by my hysterical laughter.( i probably should check myself into an asylum soon.. thinking about those pure white cushion-y walls and the straight-jacket... how nice eh? to vent out your everything without possibly hurting yourself physically. Now that's the best way. I can't guarantee the mental and emotional hurt though cause without the evidence of physical abuse, some people's minds just refuse to accept that they have already grieved enough?? or is that in itself a sign of my sanity being off the track? shriek!)

So i have been thinking real hard. And i think i have scared some people by saying that i'm the kind that would probably get jilted at my wedding solemnization.

Oh where's the groom?
I just saw him barely half an hour ago.
Did he go to the toilet? I thought I heard him complain that his tummy was painful and that he might have had the runs.
(Check all toilets up in the mountains and everybody report back anxious...)
We.. can't find him anywhere!
Calm down everyone maybe he just went to a natural toilet seeing that we are in such a picturesque setting he might want cool breeze on his bum while he does his business. (rolls eyes)
(everybody nods in agreement... just then a large roar of an engine scared the life out of them. Everybody looks up to see a HELICOPTER!! With a man dressed in a white tux hanging off the ladder waving to the now stunned group of people...)
Is that... is that... THE GROOM!?
Oh no i better get to the bride as fast as possible before her makeup is ruined or before she breaks out into hysterical laughter.

I should leave the rest to your imagination...  ¶ 12:11 PM