the party to end all parties

today marks the day of my second cousins arranged marriage. i say arranged only because i fairly sure he has never dated anyone. he just happened to one day to be engaged. it is just far to bizarre. part of me really wants to go to the wedding. i don't know why, because there will not be a single moment that i could foresee as being anything close to resembling fun. dull, painful, tremendously boring, yes but definitely not fun. my cousin is going , and i can't wait to hear about it from her... this must really mark a low point in my social existence. i am entertaining myself with gossip on an orthodox jewish wedding. this is truly pathetic. but i must say, my cousin's perspective on the event will be more entertaining then the actual event. she is my cynical counterpart. i think that is part of the reason why i really want to go to this event, i want to experience it with her.