Me: But I want to be the Bridesmaid! *wailed*
Her: Cannot, you're too resourceful. You are my wedding planner. *oh she reasons*
Me: But I've never done wedding... and that's hard work!
Her: You offered last time, remember?
Me: Yes back when it all seemed unlikely that you would ever get, you know, married!
Her: Well I am going to! *suddenly glows annoyingly*
Me: But I want to be the Bridesmaid before it's too late even for me! *wailed louder*
Her: Too late for what? You're the one who keeps delaying. There's hope what ...
Me: Hoi! I'm talking about being a Bridesmaid, wear the lovely dresses, look pretty, hold your train, your bouquet, wipe your smudges, whatever ... not crack my brain making sure everything runs smoothly when you can have somebody else do it. I want the fun part, not the hard work... *pleads unsuccessfully*
Her: But you're my sister, who else can I trust? *doing that puppy-dog eyes. damn.*
Me: Fine fine. Ok lah. Sigh ... You owe me for this. *resigns*
Her: And you can sing at my wedding too... He he.
16-year-old Niece: I am going to be a veeerrryyy pretty Bridesmaid. I plan to follow in the wake of the 21 Dresses. *boasts. brat.*
Me: Shaddap! Or I make sure you wear purple, like Barney. I'm the Planner! I'm JLo ... *pokes eyes*
OH YES MY SECOND ELDEST SISTER IS FINALLY GETTING MARRIED SOON! YEAY! TO A GUY YOUNGER THAN HER. GREAT RIGHT? DOUBLE BOON! AND WITH THIS UNEXPECTED BUT DELIGHTFUL NEWS, THAT MEANS THERE IS HOPE FOR THE WHOLE WORLD! ... (i'm talking about me, you idiot)