Which brings me to the surprise proposal of my bestfriend's boyfriend (an ex coworker that I introduced her to). Great couple, odd in the beginning, but they turned out to be perfect for each other. I was so happy! But at the same time, why am I jealous? I cried to the point that my mother had to console me---this never happens. It was ridiculous! Why would I be jealous of my own bestfriend's engagement? Oh hush, you bitter bitch.

I guess it just came to me as if I'm going to lose her forever. No more clubbing, no more random roadtrips to Cali, no more late night ice cream runs. She's starting a whole new life with the man that she loves and while I will miss her, she will be enjoying it thoroughly---making babies and all that yucky stuff.

I can't be selfishly unhappy for them. They're amazing people who make an incredible couple! If anything, I should pat myself in the back for my then undiscovered match making skills. I did good, and I couldn't be prouder that he lived up to her expectations---and my build up. ;)

While two of us remain ring-less, we're very excited for the newly engaged. Well I'm still not a big fan of losing friends to budding husbands but I guess I'd trade it for the coveted maid of honor duties.

And the planning begins!