A Friend's Wedding
Recently, I went to my friend from university's wedding. She was dazzling. We as a friend group aren't really known to be really fashionable, so it was also a very different side to her. We were there since the morning, and she was really busy. Although we were bridesmaids, we were super free. Just taking pictures from the side. I didn't fully understand how I feel. When I first saw her glammed up, I did feel proud of her. I didn't feel like crying then, and I also don't easily cry anymore. Even when I do feel sad, it's hard for me to cry. During the photoshoot in the afternoon, is when she was finally able to fully talk to us without being whisked away. We went to the park. It was us, the bridesmaid, THE bride, and her partner. (Reminds me of the meme: "What's a man doing here?". Although he is part of the main event, lol.) As we were saying goodbye, is when I suddenly fully broke down. I don't cry...I was shocked by my own reaction. My frie...
