When You Were Young

This last weekend was hectic to say the least. I had my first two final exams on Wednesday and Thursday and I came home after my evening final on Thursday to hang out with my girlfriend. Friday night was the rehearsal for my sister's wedding and dinner with our two huge families. On Friday I also helped my parents set up their house for the after-wedding brunch on Sunday as well as picked my brother up from the airport. Oh yeah and I was supposed to be studying and preparing for my finals today and tomorrow. Let me count the minutes I wasn't busy... 7... maybe.

Even though the weekend was hectic, it was still pretty amazing. My sister truly got her 'fairytale' wedding and is now happily sitting on the beach in Hawaii on her honeymoon. Her dress was really beautiful and the whole ceremony was quite enjoyable. I was getting kind of tired of the, "I remember when you were this tall" comments that everyone seems to say even if they don't remember you. I also felt old when they used the, "when you were young," comments. The entire affair was truly amazing. I was kinda choked up, more than I thought I was going to be, because I hadn't prepared myself to see my sister get married. It didn't hit me until the next day. The increase in family size at the brunch was also daunting.

After the wedding I helped my parents transport all the floral arrangements back to their house. Then before I was able to scoot of to bed, I was summoned to help move in tables and chairs for the brunch the following morning. Little did I know that it would mean I would be doing all of the work with my brother. So we were up till about 1 a.m setting up for the brunch and because I couldn't sleep I decided to re-visit my New Super Mario Bros. save file on my Nintendo DS.

I got to sleep around 2 a.m. and woke up around 9 a.m. that morning to get ready for the brunch. If you are wondering when I studied for my finals, I have not yet and will get to that soon. At the brunch we have about half of the entire wedding guests, about 100 people or so, show up to my parents house. I should have taken pictures, but my parent's living room was packed wall to wall with people and somehow we fit all those people in with tables and chairs. All the furniture was moved into the garage, and then replaced by my twin and I after the party.

In an attempt to be polite to the guests and help out my mom and the caterer I stayed away from my laptop and any school books for a while. When I opened them to begin studying, it was time to go pick my uncle and family up from the hotel and head out to dinner. So after dinner I gathered up my things from my parents house and drove the rainy 45 minutes back to San Jose where I began studying for my 8:30 a.m. final, at 11:00 p.m.

I got my take home final done, but it was a very long night. I took a nap around 2:30 a.m. in order to rest my eyes for a little while, sleeping through my cell phone alarm, waking up abruptly at 4 a.m. and continuing the work. The only other trouble with this weekend other than the fact that I didn't get to spend that much time with my girlfriend is that my hand is swollen from all the hand shaking. Everyone in my family and new extended family shakes with a Texas-death grip. I have black a blues in between my thumb and pointer finger as well as the area on the palm under the pinky finger. The girlfriend is in Mexico so I am trying to find things to keep me busy and off my mind being jealous of her trip.


Black and blues, family, finals, sleeping, wedding, wedding cake