I enjoyed attending weddings I was 9 years old because I could eat all the time and get commented how big i've grown by my relatives whom I don't visit often but act as if they know me well. So while my mom was attending to relatives, I was playing hide and seek with kids whom I don't really know.

At 10, I didn't care wearing anything nice. I followed for the sake of following my mom. I didn't like it because I have people who don't see me often come talking to me and I don't like it. At that point of time, I was anti-social with my relatives.

But it was different with friends. I liked to know people more and mingle with them.

At 13, when I was a teenager, I moved up the "ranks" so I stop playing hide and seek at the playground. I started 'helping' out in the wedding, serving people, giving out souveniers to guest who came. Exploitation I say. Helping a married couple whom i rarely know?

At 15, I didn't like weddings at all.

At 18, I started going weddings of friends that really mean to me. Well, that's the least I could do. Friends whom you can't call late at night to go out anymore. Friends that will be a father soon and we'll spending less time hanging out. Well, I rather attend their weddings.

At 19, at the end of 2008, I will be attending one of my friends.
aha, don't worry Ivy.