Date: Mar 19, 2006 5:23 AM
A Wedding Tale
A Wedding Tale
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"I just realized this is WEDDING cake!" I said. It hadn't occurred to me during five-course meal tonight that the final course, cake, was actually from the wedding cake itself.
Go back three hours: it's like a scene out of a bad mid nineties movie. Car door SLAMMED shut. Dress and high heels everywhere "fuck...fuck...FUCK!!" Ive been given about ten different directions on how to get to the same wedding...and Im still fucking lost. It figures though, because I was already running late. Half an hour to be exact. Suddenly I make a sharp right degree angle. MADE IT! With 30 seconds to spare. At least my date, the grooms man, won't think Im a *complete* asshole...even if I did miss pictures.
Skip back to the cake part: the whole table starts laughing. I stare blankly back realizing I had just made a joke. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a small wink from my date. Did I just imagine that? The wink I mean. Most likely--since Ive known this guy since I was what...15? A different grooms man asks how we met. 'This is going to be awkward' I thought. "...Um, technically the Internet"...it feels like the whole room goes silent. I suddenly feel inclined to explain at twice my normal speaking rate that 'back in the day' the internet was only used for porn and hackers...our relationships being built on the later. Technically we hadn't even met until about 2 years later. I mean SHIT; people didn't even own SCANNERS back then, let alone digital cameras. Somehow I rationalize the Internet of IRC is not the Internet of myspace.
"You know I love you right?"...Huh? This comes from my date (who is a 'date-who-is-a-friend') I laugh and he laughs not quite as loudly as I just did. "You dance?" he asks. Before I could say 'no', my arm was being ripped out of the socket, purse and all. Why the fuck are we slow dancing to Barry White??! (LoL) I can smell the liquid courage on his breath. I scoot closer, he scoots closer. I start to grin unknowingly. When I realize what's happening, suddenly I get jerked back and swung in all sorts of cheese-sarcastic style. Im laughing like I never knew what laughter was. Not even the forced kind! I guess this is a better moment than any. My date gets a very contorted look on his face and starts telling some random story from when we were in high school. Hes looking away the whole time. Not normal since he is known for being way too talkative and friendly. ummm where is this going? Finally I realize the point was for him to tell me that he had always had a crush on me for all of high school and later. Whoa. Where did this come from?
Skip to the end of the wedding: for being here for 6 hours, Im not half as annoyed as I should be. Fuck dude, I could have been watching star trek or at MINIMUM, not talking to strangers. But ironically, or maybe not even all that ironic, I had a WONDERFUL time. Its getting late...and cold. Not cold enough to be uncomfortable, but enough. I get an assault of my date's groomsmens' jacket. Cheesy...but still cute, I guess.
As we, my friend and I, get ready to go our separate ways, good byes are in order according to the rules of social graces. We hug as usual, but I don't want to let go. Apparently neither does he. It feels like 10 minutes just passed, when in reality it has probably only been one tops. Again, where did this come from? My heart starts beating fast. Thats saying a lot considering I have very little emotion...or I should say *not much* surprises me these days, in the least. I look up nervously to kiss him on the cheek. I go to run and he grabs my arm tightly. "Youre a nerd, he says. Why is that romantic? --I just know it is. He gives me a kiss an inch off my mouth and turns around so we won't make eye contact anymore when he is walking away. I guess that's his way of saying 'don't be embarrassed'
normally Id be sad...confused. The plane leaves tomorrow at 11AM. Bye bye birdie for another 3 months. For some reason the night makes me happy still. 9 years went by in the blink of an eye. Whats a few more?
Go back three hours: it's like a scene out of a bad mid nineties movie. Car door SLAMMED shut. Dress and high heels everywhere "fuck...fuck...FUCK!!" Ive been given about ten different directions on how to get to the same wedding...and Im still fucking lost. It figures though, because I was already running late. Half an hour to be exact. Suddenly I make a sharp right degree angle. MADE IT! With 30 seconds to spare. At least my date, the grooms man, won't think Im a *complete* asshole...even if I did miss pictures.
Skip back to the cake part: the whole table starts laughing. I stare blankly back realizing I had just made a joke. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a small wink from my date. Did I just imagine that? The wink I mean. Most likely--since Ive known this guy since I was what...15? A different grooms man asks how we met. 'This is going to be awkward' I thought. "...Um, technically the Internet"...it feels like the whole room goes silent. I suddenly feel inclined to explain at twice my normal speaking rate that 'back in the day' the internet was only used for porn and hackers...our relationships being built on the later. Technically we hadn't even met until about 2 years later. I mean SHIT; people didn't even own SCANNERS back then, let alone digital cameras. Somehow I rationalize the Internet of IRC is not the Internet of myspace.
"You know I love you right?"...Huh? This comes from my date (who is a 'date-who-is-a-friend') I laugh and he laughs not quite as loudly as I just did. "You dance?" he asks. Before I could say 'no', my arm was being ripped out of the socket, purse and all. Why the fuck are we slow dancing to Barry White??! (LoL) I can smell the liquid courage on his breath. I scoot closer, he scoots closer. I start to grin unknowingly. When I realize what's happening, suddenly I get jerked back and swung in all sorts of cheese-sarcastic style. Im laughing like I never knew what laughter was. Not even the forced kind! I guess this is a better moment than any. My date gets a very contorted look on his face and starts telling some random story from when we were in high school. Hes looking away the whole time. Not normal since he is known for being way too talkative and friendly. ummm where is this going? Finally I realize the point was for him to tell me that he had always had a crush on me for all of high school and later. Whoa. Where did this come from?
Skip to the end of the wedding: for being here for 6 hours, Im not half as annoyed as I should be. Fuck dude, I could have been watching star trek or at MINIMUM, not talking to strangers. But ironically, or maybe not even all that ironic, I had a WONDERFUL time. Its getting late...and cold. Not cold enough to be uncomfortable, but enough. I get an assault of my date's groomsmens' jacket. Cheesy...but still cute, I guess.
As we, my friend and I, get ready to go our separate ways, good byes are in order according to the rules of social graces. We hug as usual, but I don't want to let go. Apparently neither does he. It feels like 10 minutes just passed, when in reality it has probably only been one tops. Again, where did this come from? My heart starts beating fast. Thats saying a lot considering I have very little emotion...or I should say *not much* surprises me these days, in the least. I look up nervously to kiss him on the cheek. I go to run and he grabs my arm tightly. "Youre a nerd, he says. Why is that romantic? --I just know it is. He gives me a kiss an inch off my mouth and turns around so we won't make eye contact anymore when he is walking away. I guess that's his way of saying 'don't be embarrassed'
normally Id be sad...confused. The plane leaves tomorrow at 11AM. Bye bye birdie for another 3 months. For some reason the night makes me happy still. 9 years went by in the blink of an eye. Whats a few more?
maybe a little of all of them