I’ve heard of stories about couples who suddenly disappear, then come back as a married couple. I actually find it cool, in the romantic sense. I mean, its not funny when its something like a Vegas wedding (ala Hangover movie) - guy marries a girl then the next morning they realize they don’t like each other rah rah rah divorce. Remember Britney Spears? I just think its romantic ala Romeo and Juliet - wait, thats a tragic story. Uhm, never mind.
I guess I just like the idea.
Anyway, I had this weird dream last night. My boyfriend went to our house with a duffel bag. He told me to pick up my stuff, then we’ll go away and have a secret wedding. I said, “Huh? Sure. A secret wedding. Yeah.” He looked really excited.
He smiled at me while waiting for me to grab my stuff. A secret wedding, eh? Cool, nobody should know about it and we should just go away and blah. Lalalala…Then I said,
“Wait, we should tell Mom.”
So instead of running away that moment, he decided to wash our dishes while waiting for my Mom. Still, he was excited about the secret wedding idea - smiling while scrubbing plates.
*facepalm* Anong secret?
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