I was dragged to the most ridiculous wedding ever.

I kinda get it to the certain extend. The groom is a son of a minister so big party was to be expected. But the whole thing tonight was like a one big show. A real show. My cousin was asked to be the host of the night to introduce the many faces of high society members one after another to come up and sing for the bride and groom.

OK those people could sing. Even better than recorded artists or those AF bitches. Think Frank Sinatra and Celine Dion. But what I don’t get is that, this was a wedding, but instead of focusing on the bride and groom and their love and all that jazz, they made the whole thing into a mini concert for the hisos to appreciate each other’s greatness.

Even though the groom, my dad’s cousin, is the son of the minister, seeing him walking around from one table to another to wai and smile I could tell his wedding was the last place he wanted to be at the moment.

I don’t get Thai weddings. It’s the most impersonal moment a bride and a groom could have in their matrimonial memory. You have the WHOLE family tree of both sides coming to see the proposal, the engagement, the wedding, and even right before the wedding night. And it’s not just them, it’s friends of the families, the extended family of the families and friends of friends of who knows who. It’s ridiculous. Everything you do is being watched and scrutinized by thousands of eyes. It’s a wedding. It’s the special moment for two people, not two hundred.

For my wedding, if there’s ever one, I’m gonna scrap all this bullshit. I don’t care if I disappoint the traditional bunch of my family. It’s my wedding, my special day and no one is gonna ruin it with a long boring ass ceremony full of people I don’t give a damn about.