story of my life

my name is puja, and i’m a friend of the bride, sara.  she’s that girl over there, in case you don’t know her.  anyway, i met sara four years ago at berkeley, when she sat behind me in italian 1.  i, always super responsible, would be sitting in my chair early, while sara would always be shuffling in ten minutes after class started.  we didnt really talk much though, until we both signed up for the same summer program in italy.  during the meeting, they offered the opportunity to pick your roommate, i wanted to ask sara to be mine, since she was the only person there i knew, but was too shy to ask.  luckily, sara is a champion and turned to me and said “so, are we going to be roommates, or what?”

after those 5 weeks of eating, drinking, sightseeing, contemplating getting rock hair, watching the same 7 music videos on mtv italia, and just in general being the epic people you see before you, we became incredibly close.

3 years later, when we were living together, was the first time i heard of shane.  winter break had just ended, and i came back to the apartment to find sara with this ridiculously stupid smile on her face.  i thought she had won the lottery or something, so i was like cool, dinner’s on you for the next few weeks.  but before i could ask about dinner, she burst out with “i met someone.  his name is shane, and hes wonderful, i really like him.”  and from that moment on, that stupid smile never really left her face.  and i knew then, that even though she didnt win the lottery, she pretty much hit the jackpot.

congratulations to you both, i know youll spend the rest of your lives making each other unbelievably happy.

to sara and shane!

yeah, yeah, i know, my speech was amazing~