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I went down to my parents house for the weekend because my friend from high school was having a birthday party for her one year old and I'm her godmother (ironically). At the party, she announced she was pregnant again. I can't believe someone I went to high school with is not only married, but has a kid and another on the way. I feel like I live in some weird alternate universe where everyone else grows up and I stay the same age.

T sent out an email today to me and a bunch of other people from school to go out Saturday night to celebrate the end of the semester. I was completely relieved because I have to work that night, so I won't even have to debate on whether or not to go. I haven't seen him since January and it's probably better that way. I feel like the less I see him, the less I'll think that there is something there, which of course, there isn't and never will be. I might not even respond to it at all...