Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.
Tuesday, August 06, 2002
My third year high school cousin is asking me to do his project in religion. His teacher is asking the class to make a photo album of their future wedding plans.
Whaaaaaaat? When I asked him what the girls in his class have to say about this, he said that he doesn’t have any girl classmates. All the girls are marooned to another section, which makes the project more ridiculous.
How can the teacher expect my cousin whose whole life is ruled by a round orange object called “basketball” take the assignment seriously when men ten years older than him gets the allergy by just hearing the word “go”.
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Anyway, I expect to enjoy his project. I’ll marry him to Natalie Portman when I realized that Julia Roberts would be dry by the time he’s legal to tie the knots.
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I also have to choose a wedding dress for his bride. Choose the proper theme. The menu in the reception. The photography and video coverage. I also have to find him the dream house, dream car, and dream job.
Of course, by the time I'm through with all these, it would be my wedding, not his.
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The only bummer in this project is that I have to compute for all the expenses. And I’m totally useless in Math.
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