Personal Narrative-A Humorous Wedding

Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen - I would like to start by thanking Frank on behalf of the bridesmaids for his kind comments and echo the fact that they look wonderful and performed their role fantastically well, despite the inevitable and healthy rivalry that can sometimes occur. In fact, just before the service I overheard a furious sisterly argument about who was going to be first to dance with the best man. Understandable, I thought - until I got closer and heard them saying, 'You!', 'no, you!'

Hello pretty people! :) How are you all? I was very busy last week. There was a wedding at our family friend's house so we had to attend all the functions. You guys probably know about it already since I was updating everything on my Instagram account. :P

Distinguished guests, those of dubious distinction and those of no distinction, family, relatives, in-laws and outlaws, young and old, friends, friends of friends, freeloaders and hangers-on – let me extend a warm welcome to Meradith and Naren’s wedding reception celebration.

I would like to apologize for not being able to reply before and for having issues with my phone. Actualy since the power was out in Miami due to the huricaine, my phone doesn't work/ ring properly. I saw only later that you've tried reach to me by phone.

Good morning! First of all, I'd like you to know how sincerely sorry I am. When I say "sorry", I definitely mean it. I absolutely know that it was my f*cking fault. I reached what was below the belt. I f*cking insulted you by sending those censored and insane photos without thinking that you're totally different from other men. Yes, I totally figured it out. I figured out how different you are from other men. At first, I thought that you're a freaking maniac who liked to see nude photos of sexy and beautiful women. You can't blame me right, can you?. I already told you from the very start how uncomfortable I am to talk and socialize with other men. I told you how I see most of the men from my point of view. I told how I dislike most of their

"-and cal and i thought it would be weird, having two out of the band dating each other. but they proved us wrong, and i'm glad to say that two of my best friends are now married. we love you guys," ashton finished his speech, raising his glass that was half-full with white wine. the people scattered around the room clapped and took drinks from their glasses and ashton smiled at michael and luke as he sat down.

Not wanting to intrude on Violet’s hospitality any longer she spoke up, “I think we should go. It was nice finding part of my family living in the family home and keeping our heritage alive.”

I walked to my window and looked at my kingdom, well not my kingdom but I was getting married then crowned queen in a month so close enough. I looked down as my father’s workers hauled hay into the stables. I then saw the highly decorated carriage with pure black horses pulling it. The carriage was complete with gold crowing and a whale painted on the side.

Once upon a time, in a little tiny cottage with only a few scrap pieces of food lived a little skinny wife. Her name was Meghan. She lived with her husband, Nick. Nick was a grumpy, young, man. Meghan did not know if Nick loved her. One night, the sky was dark, and the night was cold she heard the old creaky door slam shut! She ran out to the porch trying not to slip and fall in one of the cracks, seeing a man running away in the forest, she stepped on this tiny piece of paper saying in bold letter. “I am sorry Meg, you deserve better, Xoxo Nick” Nick was gone she thought, what was she going to without anyone to love her she cried out to the goddess of love, Aphrodite. She prayed to Aphrodite to help her find love. Months passed, Meghan was

I've represented the "caring" trait strongly in my life. Not long ago, I remember coming across writing on our bathroom walls that said,"Angie is retarded". I thought it was idiotic, but the thought of "Angie" seeing this tore me apart. I tried my to erase it, but I was forced to tape a white paper that fixed it to, "Angie is beautiful". Knowing that t'd be torn off, I checked only to find the words "thanks" written on it. Although I didn't get to see Angie, this trait has shown me it's importance and power on others lives.

Happily she replied, “Well I recognize, it is as good as it’s going to get!”

It was all too amusing to finally have found someone worthy of her challenge. It had been so long since she’d truly been struck, even if it had been by a blade. Most men lacked the true ability to hunt a woman, less even to attack one. The way he so ruthlessly charged toward her was intoxicating. Lena could feel the need for blood, far more than most. Not only could she feel it, but she could relate to it. A hint of a playful smirk took form over her lush lips as she observed the way his hair fell unevenly and in many directions. The assassin appeared dishevelled, more so than she did, in some ways. Which was only proving to further amuse the woman as she disappeared from his view. There was something about him that intrigued her; but Lena wasn’t exactly sure what that was, specifically. Sure, he was handsome as much as she could see, he was clearly in his prime, but no, neither of those was it.

just wanted to say a huge thank you for all your help yesterday your amazing lady and I think where ever we go we will be a killer, 1-2 team.

One fine summer’s day, atha little house in suburban Illinois, a family of five was loading into a minivan on their way to a wedding. They were all very excited, the young daughter was to be the flower girl, and the younger son was the ring bearer. The bride was the motherś sister, and the mother was very happy for her. THey drove a short ways to the wedding site, which was a little glen on the edge of the woods, surrounded by tall oaks and maples. THe family got out of the car and went to greet the bride and groom. The wedding was exquisitely beautiful, the colors were blue and gold which blended well with the outdoor theme. After the dollar dance, the party really started to liven up. People started going out to the dance floor, the bar opened

I remember it well as if it was yesterday, what a beautiful day it was. The day my wedding took place was in the city of Bakersfield, California June 7th 2014. I was very nervous and exited all at the same time. when I finally got to the church all I was able to see was the great amount of people that had come from miles to attend the wedding. Of course my main concern was my husband, were was he and was he waiting patiently for his bride. I was very curious about what was happening in the church, as one of the photographers was taking pictures of my entrance I decided to ask about my husband and if she had seen him. "Oh yea" she replied, "he's been waiting for you in front of the alter ever since the doors of this church opened". When i heard