Self-censorship

I gave the address to this blog to so many people that now everytime I feel like writing something I hesitate and often decide not to after all, in case someone reading it gets hurt or pissed off. So it's not like nothing's been happening in my life, it's just that a lot of the stuff I want to get off my chest is bitching about people. I don't really have the patience to write about things that happened throughout the day and I especially hate talking about "wedding preparations" which is like the #1 phrase that gets thrown my way all the time now and which I hate hate hate. Please don't ask. I don't give a shit about the wedding. I have been avoiding:

- going to the tailor to have my measurements taken for the dress
- going for makeup trials
- meeting Don to talk about the photography for the wedding
- going shopping for the Russian's suit
- going shopping for shoes

Instead, I have been:

- dreaming about how to renovate my new flat
- coming up with a DVD shopping list
- buying lotssss of books

I am looking forward to being married but not the wedding ok. So if you like me don't ask me about preparations. If you ask me, I will assume that you are filled with hate.