Stag

I did it! I survived my sister’s stag and doe! Meeting with the bridesmaids was even more awkward than I had imagined. I felt like I was back in high school, forced to do a project with a bunch of older, popular clique-y girls. Don’t get me wrong – the bridesmaids were really nice – it’s just that my perception of them as experts and myself as an insecure bumbling idiot made me feel… well, like a insecure bumbling idiot. I need to stop doing that to myself. 

The party was nice – I got to see my sister puke up a worm and my future brother-in-law eat it off the floor. That kind of made my night.

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