I survived my cousins wedding in Vegas. I drove the whole way there. I drove half of the way home and my Dad the other half. I hung out with two of my cousins, an aunt, and my parents. I think everyone except my parents think I'm a loser in that family so I was really uncomfortable. My Mom kept pointing out my anxious habits. Um...unhelpful. so I ended up feeling like the freak I probably am. I might be being too hard on myself. But at least that's over. Another cousin is getting married soon. Haven't gotten an invite yet. No invite, no present. That's my motto! Here's hoping no invite comes!!