What the Crap?

Have I really gone over two weeks without posting in this blog? What has happened to me?

Maybe I've outgrown it.

Maybe I have nothing left to say.

Maybe I'm too busy.

Or maybe I'm just realizing that no one wants to hear my cry about med school.

Either way. Update? Update.

Annette got married yesterday. It was the most fun I've had at a reception. I didn't feel pressured to pretend that I was having a good time. I didn't sit at the table and stare at my empty glass. I was surrounded by my really good friends and we just had a good time being ourselves, exploring the grounds, talking, dancing like fools and yes, stuffing our faces.

It was the first time I've attempted to dance at a wedding. And as no one saw my panties I think I did alright.

I was actually grateful that I didn't stand outside the temple. I knew that if I saw Annette come out I would be balling. I hate balling. Especially in front of people. And I didn't ball when I saw her standing next to Evan looking beautiful, classy and fabulous. But I would have cried all through Evan singing to Annette and Annette dancing with Evan and her dad if it weren't for B. Fish. Blake, seriously, what are we going to do with ourselves? There we were, me on the verge of crying and Blake and I start talking about how he should go to the bathroom. In detail. In graphic detail. Before we realized that someone was taping Evan and Annette dance right next to us. They'll have a good time reviewing that footage.

Can I also say how loved Annette made me feel? When you go to weddings the bride and groom don't pay attention to you. They're too busy! They don't even get to eat! I swear we hugged like, three times. And she kept coming up to us. And she said that the awkward thing I chose to say to her wasn't even all that awkward. Blast. Maybe the next wedding.

It felt so strange. I think about Annette and how she's two and a half years younger than I am and I feel like she's my little sister all grown up. But then she goes off to Africa and stuff and saves the world and tells everyone about inequality for women and she is a freaking superhero who I look up to and respect. Kind of a weird combination. And here she is, getting married. My pseudo little sister superhero.

I looked at Megan Nield and realized that she would be the next one of our friendly CA bunch to be getting married. And then I wondered who would be after her. Blake? Skyler? Ariel? Me? That will be a strange day when one of the four of us gets married. We're all pretty awkward and none of us really dates. At all. Let's be real, the next one will probably by Erynn and she doesn't even get off her mission for over another year. Weird.