Alright. So it's been awhile.

I moved. I got married. I went to St. Lucia. I work.

Today I begin the process of changing my name.

It's actually kind of funny that I was the one getting married and I keep asking everyone else if I was as scary as some of the Bridezillas I keep hearing about. Because honestly, I don't remember. I can't think of much that I did that would put me on that scale. I spent half the time worrying about my best friend who was there as a bridesmaid.

She got a call from her boyfriend of 3 years on the way back from the rehearsal. He basically told her that she should call when she got back in town, not come by and see him like was planned, because they needed to talk. Something was bothering him he said. And as any girl that I know would say, she asked what's wrong. He said its me its us. She kept asking. Long story short - he dumped her. Over the phone. At a wedding. That she was in. Told her not to call him, not to see him, he was sending her a letter to explain it. Let me just tell you what a bad idea that was. I spent the first hour and a half of the rehearsal dinner hiding away with her and another of my good friends. Until Chadin called and told me that I really need to get down there. This would all be the Friday. The Sunday when we are all back in town, I call her about something and she tells me that they are back together. She went by and they talked it out.

I do not like the boy.

Before I thought he was ok.

Now, I just about hate him. And I know its wrong to wish pain on someone else. But they really need to break up and stay broken up. She deserves so much better.

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