My ex-best friend just got married today, according to Facebook.
I never thought, of all the things I could see on Facebook, that ones going to drive me on to a full-on anxiety attack. We're not even friends on Facebook. I found out from another Facebook friend, after she started doing live updates on her page. We're not exactly friends either. She used to be one of my best friends too, until I punched her face, but thats a totally different story.
So. Ex-best friend got married.
Why and, and most importantly -- How the fuck did that happen? Last year I stalked her Facebook, she was with that dude I introduced her to years ago. They were wakeboarding and looked like they we're doing cocaine. Who the fuck is this new guy? He has a beard. He looks fucking old. He looks clean. He looks like he has a job. My ex-best friend looks clean. She looks fatter. Her arms look big in her dress. She used to be so fucking skinny, her waist was probably the same size as my thigh. Her wedding dress has sleeves. Huh. I pictured her as strapless wedding dress kind of girl. Her nose looks healed. Wonder if he knows she had a nose job. I used to be the only person who knew she had a nose job. I was that only person who knew she had a nose job. I had to stop myself from dying of laughter when her then boyfriend hit her nose with a beach ball and she freaked out and said she was in excruciating pain. Who are these corporate looking people in her photos? She has adult looking friends? What, she's got a job now? How would she get a job? I doubt that she finished college. She was pretty dumb. Our dynamics were fine, as long as it stayed with me being the smart one, and her being the dumb slut. I was pretty sure she was going to be living off her parents for the rest of her life. I heard she quit Business school and tried to be a chef. She couldn't even make a proper shrooms omelette back then, so we had to eat semi-raw scrambled eggs to get high. That was probably salmonella. Although, she did always have top quality drugs. She and I used to be popular back in college because she sold the drugs and everyone wanted to be her friend and wanted us over to their houses and parties. I honestly never used them. I was just the awkward chick she always brought with her to parties and strange houses. I used to have so many friends because of her, whose names I now cannot remember. She didn't invite our other friends, I wonder why? I wonder if she thought about inviting me? Her and I used to be the closest. Did she really just completely forget about me? I don't even think about her anymore either. I don't even know why we're not friends anymore. I don't know why we haven't added each other on Facebook. I think I saw her once, last year. We were standing beside each other at this festival, where everyone was too fucking early, around 5AM, where you couldn't really see people's faces in the dark and the crowd, and we were talking to the guard. She was asking where to go line up, I was asking where the VIP area was. I didn't recognize her immediately. I didn't even say Hi, and we were elbow-to-elbow close. I wonder if she saw me? She probably wouldn't recognize me. I was wearing sneakers and shorts. I never wore sneakers. She knew I only had stilettos and wore them all the time at improper time and places. She knows I'd never wear and own flats. I felt short next to her without my heels. She was with someone I didn't recognize. We were just complete strangers at that moment. We're so out of touch with each other, I don't even bother posting #throwbackthursday photos with her in it. I don't know her anymore. We haven't talked to each other in years and years. How long? 7 years?
HOLY FUCKING SHIT.
I'm old.. We're OLD.
I don't know this person. I don't know how she became an adult.
I don't know how you come from being a complete fuck up to suddenly being old enough to decide "I'm going to get married". I don't know how to get there, but I'm quite glad she did.
Now, what the fuck am I doing playing Minecraft for 6 hours?
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