Jecca ZaneTO BE OR NOT TO BE.... ENGAGED
April 7th 2008 00:32
To be fakely engaged is a very reassuring thing.
Picture this: Saturday night out in a local bar with friends who were drunker than I was. Men swarming like bees around us, buzzing away as we tried to swat off people we didn’t want to talk to.
“She’s engaged!” One of my friends would say, pointing to me.
Yeah, Facebook engaged. Fakely engaged at that, as an April Fools joke. My fiance’s and my status are yet to be updated, so at the moment we are still betrothed to each other.
“Awesome! Congratulations!” the boys would say back, and then demand, “Okay, where’s the ring?”
We’d all look down at my ring-less left finger. “It’s in the store getting fitted,” I’d lie through gritted teeth. “I just got engaged this week.”
Yeah, I know. That kinda sounds suspicious isnt it, if you’d heard it and you were a boy? But trust me, vodka and numerous pots of beer can erase doubts any time.
I loved being engaged. Being tied down for once, being part of someone, even if it’s only for an April Fools prank.
A small handful of my friends in their early 20s got engaged quite early, weddings coming a year later and I wondered: is there an emerging trend of Gen Yers marrying so early?
If so, who of these newbies would start popping babies shortly? Or would they hold off as predicted by the sociologists and concentrate more on their careers, their mortgages and investments and start popping babies around their mid30s?
I asked one of my best friends, who was the last person who got married during the wedding season (I call November-March the wedding season, when the smart brides hold off til the warmer months for the celenrations).
So when’s the baby coming soon?
She looked at me with disbelief in her eyes. “Never.” And then after I stared at her further, “Ok, ok, seven to ten years or so?”
Was this the opinion all around? So it seems with all the married couples I asked. Is this really what some Gen Yers want? A white wedding so early, a mortgage and a backyard to come home to, a crying baby later on down the track?
Whatever happened to joining the others who love travelling, partying come the weekend and flitting from one job to another (basically a hand to mouth existence). Whatever happened to joining me?
They are my friends yet I somehow think they’d be missing the boat in enjoying lifea bit. The one who’d be in their late 20s with a toddler attached on one leg and a baby on the shoulder going, “I wished I didn’t marry so young. I wished I kissed so many boys before ___(fill in partner’s name here), wished I travelled to Europe with a backpack and 30 euros with my friends. Wished I didn’t have this bloody mortgage so early”
But then again maybe they are staring at me and are saying she’s the one missing the boat here. She’s the one missing on having a secure life, a great partner, an awesome career that pays the bills.
I guess the grass will always be browner on the side.
I, for now, will do what I do best. Party hard, procastinate the marriage and babies part, and stop occasionally to smell the roses.
Picture this: Saturday night out in a local bar with friends who were drunker than I was. Men swarming like bees around us, buzzing away as we tried to swat off people we didn’t want to talk to.
“She’s engaged!” One of my friends would say, pointing to me.
Yeah, Facebook engaged. Fakely engaged at that, as an April Fools joke. My fiance’s and my status are yet to be updated, so at the moment we are still betrothed to each other.
“Awesome! Congratulations!” the boys would say back, and then demand, “Okay, where’s the ring?”
We’d all look down at my ring-less left finger. “It’s in the store getting fitted,” I’d lie through gritted teeth. “I just got engaged this week.”
Yeah, I know. That kinda sounds suspicious isnt it, if you’d heard it and you were a boy? But trust me, vodka and numerous pots of beer can erase doubts any time.
I loved being engaged. Being tied down for once, being part of someone, even if it’s only for an April Fools prank.
A small handful of my friends in their early 20s got engaged quite early, weddings coming a year later and I wondered: is there an emerging trend of Gen Yers marrying so early?
If so, who of these newbies would start popping babies shortly? Or would they hold off as predicted by the sociologists and concentrate more on their careers, their mortgages and investments and start popping babies around their mid30s?
I asked one of my best friends, who was the last person who got married during the wedding season (I call November-March the wedding season, when the smart brides hold off til the warmer months for the celenrations).
So when’s the baby coming soon?
She looked at me with disbelief in her eyes. “Never.” And then after I stared at her further, “Ok, ok, seven to ten years or so?”
Was this the opinion all around? So it seems with all the married couples I asked. Is this really what some Gen Yers want? A white wedding so early, a mortgage and a backyard to come home to, a crying baby later on down the track?
Whatever happened to joining the others who love travelling, partying come the weekend and flitting from one job to another (basically a hand to mouth existence). Whatever happened to joining me?
They are my friends yet I somehow think they’d be missing the boat in enjoying lifea bit. The one who’d be in their late 20s with a toddler attached on one leg and a baby on the shoulder going, “I wished I didn’t marry so young. I wished I kissed so many boys before ___(fill in partner’s name here), wished I travelled to Europe with a backpack and 30 euros with my friends. Wished I didn’t have this bloody mortgage so early”
But then again maybe they are staring at me and are saying she’s the one missing the boat here. She’s the one missing on having a secure life, a great partner, an awesome career that pays the bills.
I guess the grass will always be browner on the side.
I, for now, will do what I do best. Party hard, procastinate the marriage and babies part, and stop occasionally to smell the roses.
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