From Weddings to Engagements
Talk about weird. Here I am contemplating my hopefully wonderful future with Elena and one of my best friends, Brett, calls me today to see whats up and casually mentions that by the end of the year he's probably going to get engaged to his girlfriend of six months. Six months may seem like a short time, but I think my parents got engaged after something like six weeks, so its all relative. So who am I to judge? More power to him I say. If she makes him happy, then he should go for it, because life is way too short to not be happy. As long as he makes me one of the ushers or whatever the hell they are, I'm cool. And as long as he sets a wedding day in which Elena is no longer in London, even better. So, congrats Brett, whenever it becomes official. I'm happy for you!