It happened. It happened. My first wedding nightmare. I was behind the door waiting to go front of officer and I realized I have jacket on. My dress is not suppose to be with jacket. So I take off jacket and I see pink (with stripes) long sleeved shirt under my dress. It shouldn't be like that! I have to get rid off it. I take off my dress and shirt, ask some random people to help me with my dress as I can not fix corset myself behind my back. When I get front of mirror I look like (kuubiku ruubik) square. I try to fix dress and wake up. Uhh...its over. Curios what will be in my next nightmare.
9 Apr 2009
First nightmare
It happened. It happened. My first wedding nightmare. I was behind the door waiting to go front of officer and I realized I have jacket on. My dress is not suppose to be with jacket. So I take off jacket and I see pink (with stripes) long sleeved shirt under my dress. It shouldn't be like that! I have to get rid off it. I take off my dress and shirt, ask some random people to help me with my dress as I can not fix corset myself behind my back. When I get front of mirror I look like (kuubiku ruubik) square. I try to fix dress and wake up. Uhh...its over. Curios what will be in my next nightmare.
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I am happy to be a man ... my nightmares are maximal about my bike getting broken and not having good weather during the weekend. :))
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