Wedding News
I know that this is probably one of the worst times ever, but I thought that you should know that Theo wants to move the wedding up. And since he has something that he needs to do, he's letting me tell everyone. Who cares if I have to owl my family to tell them to forget being able to see me getting married. Theo has no idea what he's doing to his chances of being liked by my family. You just don't do this sort of thing when you have over forty really close relatives. If you would still like to come to the wedding which I cannot see happening. Who wants to go to a wedding when they can go straight home?, it will be on Thursday once we get back to London. If you don't want to come, I understand.
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Parvati, I am so sorry. Due to the events on Sunday, Theo has decided to move the wedding to Thursday. He said that he's glad that nothing happened to me and that he can't imagine me gone. So, even though You-Know-Who is gone... He said that he cannot wait until August for us to be married. Who cares what I want though. That doesn't matter at all. I try to talk to him, but he just hugs me and sends me on my way like I'm four. Theo, I do know what I want and if you had any idea about what I've been thinking about, you would realize what I really think about this entire relationship. I'm tired of you always doing this. I need love, not a bodyguard. I've managed seventeen years by myself, thanks. So, the dresses....
No, this isn't fair. Why should you go through all the work and kindness of making my dresses, just to have me come along and tell you to forget the entire thing. I want the dresses. I want to have my entire family surrounding me as I marry the man I love. I want my papa to walk me down the aisle and approve of the man I chose to marry. I want Pedro, Pepe and Kenneth to all be in my wedding, not just Celestina. If I want to have fifteen people in my bridal party, I should be able to. I should be able to chose who I want to stand beside Theo, instead of him reprimanding me like a child for wanting my male friends to be there. Who cares if I also wanted his female friends to stand beside me? He conveniently forgets that. He came to see me twice while I was in the hospital wing and Stephen came almost every day and actually stayed for more than ten minutes. I stayed with Stephen for who knows how many hours yesterday. Of course when he had other visitors, I sat with other people, but still. I was there. Why? Because when someone is not feeling well, you stay with them. You don't leave because you're too "busy" with whatever it is that you're doing. No, that isn't how it works.
I'm sorry. I have had enough.