Have I mentioned yet how fantastic it is that I am spending my last semester of Calvin off campus? This is because of something called the senior scramble, in which all seniors that have even a slight semblance of a serious relationship get engaged in a hurry before graduation. This is because there are no CRC Christian people outside of Calvin college (if we ignore the Pella, Iowa area, all of Grand Rapids and all the other feeder areas/schools around the country). But the boy who makes me food is bravely enduring all the questions involving our relationship. I swear, questions are buzzing more around our relationship than anything else I have ever done in my life (which may mean I need to start pole dancing or swollowing swords). Why people are so concerned with my relationship status I shall never know, I never thought we were too terribly interesting as a couple (more fun than your typical high-stress Calvin relationship though).
The exchanges typically go something like this:
Typical Calvin person: I haven’t seen Katie in awhile…are you two still together?
Boy: Yes, but she is in the UK right now.
Calvie: Oh, ok, you engaged yet?
Calvie: Are you going to fly over?
Calvie: You have a ring, right?
Calvie: So she is not the one.
Boy: I never said that
Calvie: So you are getting a ring and going to propose right before graduation?
Calvie: Kinda a risk taker then?
Calvie: What if she thinks you don’t want her?
[boy walks away]
Why I shall feel rejected if I do not recieve a shiny rock before graduation (which I won’t even be around for) is beyond me.
But if I were planning a wedding here is how it would go:
Oh, and did I mention that they make dresses with LED lights in them? I will work those into the entire ensemble.
And since every event needs a soundtrack, here is the list for the dinosaur/boy-who-makes-food wedding of doom (soundtrack also available as the table favor):
Crazy Daisy- Neon Horse
Its so cold in the D-Tbaby
I Still got you Ice Cream-Pissed Jeans
I can never be your lover-Still Remains (for the RA and myself)
This is why I can never have a proper wedding