Day 231 of 18 **My best friend’s wedding.** I am typing this down while in my pitch black room trying to drown myself in netflix. This time, I may actually be able to finish watching a romance film with a happy ending ever since we last met. You have read it correctly, I haven’t watched a single romantic flick with a legit happy ending since we last met. commercials. blah. So I apparently been invited to my best friend’s wedding as an almost last minute candle bearer. And to give you an background, I have been candle bearer for almost of the weddings I have attended. Do I sense a pattern here? yes? maybe no? Anyways, so going back. She got married today. And I get to play an additional role as a wedding coordinator. I am really happy for her. Yes, I used to like her but she’s my best friend. And we’ve known each other since 6th grade. And being there and seeing her walk down the aisle would make her really happy then I would. Plus, i have completely got over it, the feelings. Trust me on this. Aside from being an on-the-spot wedding coordinator, I had the opportunity to observe how they’re videographer, photographer and photo booth work. Yes, I took the opportunity to check on how the industry works. To tell you the truth, I think its not that different. Am not belittling her, but I’m just saying that I can do it too. Not like them tho. But I can. Today’s highlight? The bride’s entrance. I have always been fond of watching wedding videos, tons load of wedding videos. Specifically, the bride’s entrance. The way the groom sees the bride, the way the bride walks down the aisle, the lighting, the moment, the silence. Call me pathetic or anything you want, but I enjoyed watching those. So seeing my best friend in a wedding gown and walk down the aisle is definitely one for the books. These words is enough but she was definitely enthralling. she look precious and just plain amazing. The one that really caught my attention was that for a moment there I saw her. Out of all the people inside the church, I saw her. I saw her as the bride walking down the aisle and I was on the other end. Then, reality hit me - she wasn’t there. with me. The whole thing was just a pass through thought. Vivid but just an imagination. Even if that’s the case, it feels like being stabbed in the chest. As of this writing, I have actually done watching the film. It felt really good. Then back to reality again. bummer.
