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psocopteraMy high school ex is *married*. *Married*. I mean, I knew he was engaged, but he said he would *tell* me and I finally wrote him and asked, and, yeah.
They went to Vegas for the legal ceremony (INS issues) but had a family&friends ceremony in January; he admits the planning was done poorly since they wanted to do it while her parents were up from Argentina and they didn't get invitations out and it was just family and a few friends, and another high-school friend of both of ours didn't get invited either so it wasn't just an ex thing, but, sniff. I mean, we were each other's first kiss, and he was single for a long time after we broke up and I was so happy and sort of proud when he met J and got engaged and I would have really liked to have been there, or at least been told about it.
But, my ex! Married! He sent me a link to his wedding pictures! Much with the awwwwww!
They went to Vegas for the legal ceremony (INS issues) but had a family&friends ceremony in January; he admits the planning was done poorly since they wanted to do it while her parents were up from Argentina and they didn't get invitations out and it was just family and a few friends, and another high-school friend of both of ours didn't get invited either so it wasn't just an ex thing, but, sniff. I mean, we were each other's first kiss, and he was single for a long time after we broke up and I was so happy and sort of proud when he met J and got engaged and I would have really liked to have been there, or at least been told about it.
But, my ex! Married! He sent me a link to his wedding pictures! Much with the awwwwww!
