The evening began with much anxiety for the upcoming wedding
reception (wedding reception: a party
that people throw because they don’t want to talk to their friends anymore). This party was going to contain the following
awkward components (in addition to the expected awkward parts of wedding
receptions):
My ex-boyfriend (Ky)
My ex-boyfriend’s best girlfriend (Xana) (who I suspect was
a partial cause of our breakup)
The bride and groom, who had broken up many times in the course
of their relationship
Another ex-boyfriend (Sid), newly engaged to a girl who isn’t
nearly as cool as me
My best guy-friend (Joey), who I hadn’t talked to in months,
because his brother (Sid) was a jerk
Their roommate (Jorge), who I don’t like
The impending elopement of myself and Xander
The still-fresh wound of my other best friend’s wedding
reception (at which Ky made an appearance)
As I arrived with my faithful wingwoman, Tyesha, I observed
the room and found that Ky and Xana were present. Together.
Talking. Laughing. So my jealous senses were tingling. I looked frantically around the room for a
boy. Any boy would do. I promptly found my bishop. That didn't help my predicament, but meeting an adorable 5-year-old named Bella definitely helped.
As I was waiting for the arrival of Kayleen at the muddy
buddies, I witnessed the entrance of Joey, Sid, and Jorge. As angry as I was at Ky, I was strangely
happy to see the three of them. The
jealousy factor was just too much to pass up! I headed over to greet them
all with hugs. I was mollified when Sid
apologized for being a jerk.
We all reminisced about old times, and caught up with new developments (specifically, the awkward triangle between Ky and Xana and myself). Jorge proceeded to show off his recently purchased red pants.
We all reminisced about old times, and caught up with new developments (specifically, the awkward triangle between Ky and Xana and myself). Jorge proceeded to show off his recently purchased red pants.
Kayleen finally showed up WITH muddy buddies! It was the best part of the night. She and I talked for a while. The trio of boys socialized, mingled, and did
their thing. We all rendezvous-ed (that’s
RON-day-voo-d) at a different location in the cultural hall around 8:30. Then things really got interesting. Sid really wanted to identify the man who
broke my heart. I cooperatively pointed out the stunning
gorgeousness that is Ky.
At this point, Jorge asked me if there were any cute girls I
knew there. I decided it would be
incredibly funny if I pointed him in the way of Xana… so of course I did. Now, Jorge is just crazy enough to actually
go and do what I tell him to. Jorge and
Sid went and took the two spots at a table next to Xana.
So… seating arrangement: Sid – Jorge – Xana. Then I’m pretty sure Jorge freaked out, and he called me over. I was acutely uncomfortable being that close to Xana… I had no idea what to say to the girl who unwittingly stole the love of my life. Jorge and I went and found a quiet corner to talk. As we were talking, Ky went and sat down in the spot Jorge had just vacated.
So… new seating arrangement: Sid – Ky – Xana. Sid knew exactly who Ky was. Ky had no idea who Sid was. Ky, being a polite human, introduced himself to Sid.
So… seating arrangement: Sid – Jorge – Xana. Then I’m pretty sure Jorge freaked out, and he called me over. I was acutely uncomfortable being that close to Xana… I had no idea what to say to the girl who unwittingly stole the love of my life. Jorge and I went and found a quiet corner to talk. As we were talking, Ky went and sat down in the spot Jorge had just vacated.
So… new seating arrangement: Sid – Ky – Xana. Sid knew exactly who Ky was. Ky had no idea who Sid was. Ky, being a polite human, introduced himself to Sid.
I reacted very calmly to this ironic turn of events by
PUNCHING Jorge in the arm, and shouting “SHUT UP!” I fled from the room to collapse on the couch in
the foyer. Jorge followed me into the
foyer and tried to wrap me up in his arms and comfort me. ***REMEMBER:
I DO NOT LIKE JORGE*** There was no comfort; only awkward laughter
and me pushing Jorge away.
Sid walked in and witnessed my partial mental breakdown. After I was mostly recovered, the three of us rejoined the festivities. Our grand entrance contained the phrase spoken by Sid to Jorge: “Why are we not holding hands and skipping?” I turned around and questioned their manhood, just as Ky walked over to awkwardly talk to me.
Sid walked in and witnessed my partial mental breakdown. After I was mostly recovered, the three of us rejoined the festivities. Our grand entrance contained the phrase spoken by Sid to Jorge: “Why are we not holding hands and skipping?” I turned around and questioned their manhood, just as Ky walked over to awkwardly talk to me.
This is the new picture:
Sid (who broke my heart) walked into the room with me, Ky (who more
recently broke my heart) came to join us, Jorge (who was trying to console me)
ran away. I was stuck in a very
awkward triangle with Sid and Ky. I didn’t
want to talk to Ky. I had to come up with an "out" very quickly.
“Where’s Tyesha?” I asked over and over again. I kept asking until I saw her, and ran to the comfort of her presence. As I was leaving, I heard Ky ask Sid, “Why do you look familiar?” Sid responded, “Well, you probably know me because of Raila.” It was at that moment that recognition dawned on Ky’s face... and I ran away with Tyesha.
“Where’s Tyesha?” I asked over and over again. I kept asking until I saw her, and ran to the comfort of her presence. As I was leaving, I heard Ky ask Sid, “Why do you look familiar?” Sid responded, “Well, you probably know me because of Raila.” It was at that moment that recognition dawned on Ky’s face... and I ran away with Tyesha.
