Weddings?

So, tomorrow I'm going to the wedding of a friend. I've known her since kindergarten, and pretty much grew up together. Even though it's not my wedding, it somewhat feels that way. Is it the feelings that I had for her, but pushed aside creeping back, or is it the protectiveness I have from being a friend for so long? So confusing, and I don't want this to be anymore uncomfortable that it already will be. Talking to her, there's only gonna be 3 people that I knew from high school that will be there, and with one of them, we're not exactly good friends anymore.

Also, the wedding is over an hour away. And of course, it has to be at a yacht club right on the ocean. Do I wear sandals for it, in case it's on the beach, or do I wear the nice shoes I was gonna wear? Do I wear the full nice suit, or something more casual/relaxed? Do I bother to shave the stubble I have, or keep the ~1 week worth?

And the wedding is at 10:30 AM, when I thought it was at 6 PM. Ugh. Saturday traffic in Los Angeles, on the 405 Freeway does not look appealing.

And, going stag to a wedding. Again. Why is it that I can't get the courage to ask a girl I like out, much less ask her to go to a wedding with me? Why must I never take that extra step to actually ask a girl out? And why must the girl also only ever see me as being a friend? Makes trying to ask out girls a veritable minefield for me.

Bleh, I think I'm beginning to not like weddings like I did when I was a kid.