Help! All my friends are getting married!

I don't know how to explain this but maybe if I explain where exactly
I am then you will understand.
Can you believe this? I finished High school in 2000, and did predegree
in Computer Science in 2001.
I entered the University in 2002, but with all the strikes here in Naija,
I am just finishing my degree
(a four year course in five years).
Now predegree was the place that I got to make so many female friends
- prior to that I didnt really
have any. By the time we finished the programme, I had about 18 fema-
le pals I could say 'hi!' to,
and learn how to wear make up and stuff.

This semester, which is the final semester for those of us that are doing
4yr courses, was a bit hectic.
Now about a month ago, on of my pals, calls me and says - "Dee, Lucy
s getting married in August, and
we all need to be there. I am in charge of the scarf, and the lace mater
-ial. When are you paying?'
It was a shock. But it only just started!
By the end of that week, three other pals were getting married. Now
everytime any of our male friends from predegree see me they ask,
"Dee, when r u getting married too?"
It is frustrating. All of a sudden I have to start saving a LOT of cash
to buy this person's gele, or that person's ankara, or this person's
damask. In a twinkle of an eye it seems everyone is getting married!
Does anyone ffel me on this?

well...we did get closer

ok...i think I'm spending too much time behind (I had exams so had to be away for a while!). Melvin was really in town. He came to my house on Saturday, and spent the whole day with me. It might sound so simple - you could be saying 'So?' right now, but consider this: I haven't seen him for close to nine years. And I had only been talking to him for about three to four months. Now I was actually seeing him and hearing his voice live. I was trying to be quiet and all, to observe.
The first thing I observed was: Dang, he's so cute! And he is a lot taller than I remember. He certainly is no sky-scraper, like my ex (who is 6ft6in tall), but he's comfortably taller. And he was also nervous. When he saw me, he was trying to read my expression, but I was smiling. I stretched out my hand for a handshake (silly, right?), and he gives me a hug instead. His hand was shaking.
He left a little late that Saturday night, and since he had gone to church in the morning, Sunday was a free day. I was even thinking he would use the opportunity to catch up with some of his pals, or that he was actually even using 'seeing me' as an excuse, but he kept insisting that that was why he came to Lagos. He's flying back first thing Monday morning.

He met my Mum, and she liked him. Commented on the 'skyscraper' thing.