10/2/25 - Haldi & Sangeet

Woke up super early and just tried not to think because I knew I would drag then. Literally just disassociated and was just doing things. Also did some of my makeup. I didn’t want to wear my choli since the drive there was long, so just wore the blouse and some jeans. I left by 7:15am and picked up my best friend. The drive there our childhood middle school graduation song started playing on the radio, along with some other songs, so we got a bit emotional. Driving to the burbs always feels like a whole road trip to me. As soon as we got there, the other girls were already going down, so we quickly checked in and I finished getting a bit.

We rushed downstairs and got something to eat. They had fafra and jalebi and it was dussera, so texted my mom.

Overall, for the puja, I was literally just chilling. Not trying to get anyone’s attention or anything. I decided I was literally going to ignore my best friend’s sister and friend K. But after a while, the weirdest thing started happening and friend K was calm and trying to talk to me. This was coming after her being “aloof” from me, so I was confused on why now, when I wasn’t trying to talk to her at all. I was just calm.

Anyways, I also started talking to the new girl next to me. She had just flown in today. I asked my other friend if she was dating the guy on the groom’s side and she said no. Anyways, the grah shantak ended up being super long, and it was so cold in the room, that we were all just drinking cha and coffee. We ended up using the time to also go practice in the swimming pool and then go outside and take a couple of pictures. Then went back inside for the haldi, where we did a couple of TikToks. But this point we were all tired, so we went to go eat. Then we did a few rounds of dance practice with the boys. I could tell my other friend was looking at the guy from the groomsmen side but she said she wasn’t dating him so I was confused. Anyways, we ended up going up to our room.

Me and my best friend knocked out for a hour. After a hour, I woke up and went to go shower. Needed to wash my hair. It was my first time washing it after the kertain treatment so I was a bit nervous on how it was going to turn out. The drying and straightening actually ended up being super fast. I was going to wear my colorful lengha, so wanted to do a blowout but also was running late. Used my dyson for it and then put in rollers and hairspray. I did some of it, and then my best friend helped me do the rest. The new girl also came into our room and was chilling with us. The curl from the rollers were okay, it didn’t really come out that curly. I swear my dyson curls just never last.

Went downstairs and the food was sooo good. Was excited to have it all. There was pani puri, hakka noodles, mexican bhel with queso, and chole bathura. We were starving. My other friend was with us too.

Right before we were about to perform, my mom calls panicking saying she got locked out and I immediately blew up on her. The one day I’m out and tell her to take care is the one day she locks herself out. Now, I either need to go drive all the way back home or text my landlord. But I was mad because I didn’t want any communication with my landlord. Especially because I still want to get my money back and don’t want to feel compassion for him because he still did me dirty.

Anyways, I texted and after a while he came and let her in. But I was still a little mad at her because like always I need to fix her f’ups and she just gets to avoid responsibility.

Anyways, we performed and while we were performing, my friend’s lengha got stuck to her sister’s, so we had to redo ours. We watched the rest of performances and they were also sooo good. My friend’s family really did their big one, and I honestly almost had tears. After the dances, the garba started and we were looking for the rest of the girls to do the tiktok. After a while of searching, my other friend said they might be drinking. And I was like what the, you knew this whole time and just had us looking.

Anyways, we went back upstairs and I got the steamer. My friend had to go to the desk cause she didn’t have a key card and tbh I was a bit confused about that. Like why would she not be able to get into her own room.

But I could tell my friend was mad at me for yelling at her a bit. The other new friend came to our room and my best friend ironed and steamed her sari, and then did mine. Thank god because I could have never. While we were talking, the new friend said something like “ohh is that we’re all just here”. Kind of implying we’re the losers crew. And then my best friend said aren’t you upset you’re not invited to drink. I didn’t initially think anything about it because I don’t even drink. But that kind of did leave me feeling some type of way.

After ironing my best friend came downstairs with me to take pictures of me with my camera in my colorful lengha. Her parents also dropped off her sari.

We went back upstairs and kind of had a debrief. My best friend explained to me that the reason why my other friend couldn’t go in the room was because she was staying with the guy and they were in fact dating. And it all started making sense. She was upset that we were just being gaslight and lied to by our friends and tbh I just couldn’t process it in the moment. But I was more shook at my friend lying to me. She’s never lied to me and I really thought we were reconnecting again, especially after I ranted to her yesterday. But I was hurt.

We needed to wake up super early tomorrow morning, and I couldn’t sleep, so I ended up taking my best friend’s melotonin gummy. I only took one at first. She knocked out but I still couldn’t sleep and was getting emotional, so got the inspo to write her wedding letter. I ended up taking another one and then finally knocked out.

Intuition - Things feel messy but I’m too tired to process anything.

7/10 - I had fun but also feel so confused on what’s happening in my friend group.

Energy:
30% - hurt by my best friend lying and playing games
40% - happy I made a new friend
30% - enjoying the wedding weekend