Going to the chapel though I'll never get married...

Yah, so I went to a wedding last night, my first in probably over a year. Thankfully few of my friends and family partake in this futile exercise of weddings. ;)

Yes, yes...tis my opinion that weddings are not for me whatsoever and here's why...

1) I don't like attention to be centered directly on me. Which is odd, cuz I'm an artist that performs on stages all over. Yet, that's usually only for a certain amount of time. I will never have a wedding of my own for this reason.

I don't celebrate my b-days, host house warming parties, etc. I'm most comfortable alone or with a couple of friends.

2) Any event that involves a suit will not please me. I don't like getting dressed up. I don't really like clothes. I'm perfectly content in a pair of track shorts and that's about it. If I could wear this all day long, life would be so much better.

Yesterday's wedding went like this. Go to my 'rents house, which is 20 min. from wedding. Await to last possible moment and then put on suit. Attend ceremony, drive back home, remove suit. Await to last possible moment and then put on suit. Attend reception, drive back home, talk on phone with Ma, complain that I'm still wearing the suit, remove suit. :)

3) Seated at tables with strangers. Last night was pretty great as only 2 people were strangers, so I was able to speak with the people that I knew and that was about it. A few years ago, I attended a wedding where they divided the couples up...what bullshit...I sat beside my mate, cuz I'm like that.

Thankfully, this wedding had an open bar and had excellent food. I've been to some with a cash bar, which is simply wrong. Plus, the food was either cold, tasteless or just plain ick. If I'm gonna suffer, I better suffer with yummies.

I won't get into a marriage debate here (thou I'm against it), but if you're gonna throw a wedding, please feel free to not invite me. :)

How does one move on?

Okay so say you're madly in love with somebody and there's this place called Proposal Rock. So you take your special lady or male friend there, cuz you wanna sweep them off their feet. *contains giggles*

You get the ring together, you ask their parents for their blessing, you tell your friends, and you're all set for this momentous occasion.

Now what happens, if things don't go quite as planned. What would you do if things took a turn for the worse?

http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/capress/081205/world/proposal_death

Well things went terribly wrong for this guy's proposal. He went from down on one knee to turning away from a huge wave (coward!) and then turning back to find his girl literally swept off into the sea. The body has still not been located. Her family is obviously devastated.

Can you imagine seeing this in a movie, you'd be on the floor howling. Beautiful sunset, 2 ppl in love, and then bam! The waves come crashing in, the girl is gone, and the guy is left on his own.

But this is reality and I'm curious as to how this guy moves on. We've all got our baggage, but wouldn't you be scared shitless to propose again? Would you risk falling in love? Do you stay single for a lifetime in the hopes that one day your lover will return? After all, this one could've been taken ashore to some island, nursed back to health, and then spend many a years journeying back to this guy.

I guess the real question is after your fairy tale is over, how does one move on?