"And I sang oh, what do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do without you?"

May 20, 2008 14:34

Awkward moment #23405374908: Meeting someone's parents after your relationship is over. Still wanting very badly for them to like you. Realizing that they do, rather a lot, and getting invited by both his mother and father to visit over the summer, neither of them realizing he's already asked you to come.

Life is weird like that. So, yeah, they threw a big graduation party thing, so I went to that, and then we all went out to the Ivory Room afterwards. I need to go there more often. Someone has to continue the tradition of going to piano bars just to request Natalie Imbruglia's "Torn" and reenact the mime routine, after all. I wound up drunkenly crashing at the Ex's place, where goodnights wound up toeing the line of Highly Inappropriate (I don't understand why we fail so hard at platonic) and I'd feel even weirder about it if he and the girlfriend weren't already on a week-long countdown to breaking up when he goes away. As is, I guess there's no point worrying about it, so I won't. Much.

I managed to avoid long goodbye speeches at my seniors, and even somehow refrained from crying all over them. But I did make them promise visits, which they had the good sense to agree to. My emotions have more or less leveled out since the Thursday morning sobfest, and I feel like the reality of their leaving hasn't really set in yet. I haven't cried again yet, anyway.

Now I am back at home, where my bedroom has been converted into an office (thanks, Dad) and I can't unpack yet because I have no idea where to put my stuff. I practically tackled Tyler. I just cannot get over how cool my big brother is these days. ♥ I guess he got suspended at work because somehow they JUST NOW found out about him getting arrested last year, and of course it's tricky any time someone with a history of drug problems is working with kids, but it's pretty clear by now he's one of the best employees they've ever had. The family he's been working for wrote Fraser a letter in his defense before he even asked, talking about the amazing process Gunnar's made since Tyler started working with him. It's a really beautiful letter, actually. I'm so glad he found this job, and I hope he doesn't lose it. It makes him happy, and when he's happy he's better at staying sober. He also wants very badly to set a good example for Gunnar, which helps.

Later I think I am grabbing dinner or something with Sarah, provided work hasn't totally killed her. Yay.

I've let the family know the best birthday gift they can give me is help buying my plane ticket to D.C., so there it is. I guess I'm going. Talking online, the subtle negotiation of What's Going to Happen has pretty much already started, so it ought to be an . . . interesting trip. Not sure whether that makes the likelihood of running into certain other people more or less awkward, so I'll go with "almost certainly more hilarious."

Soon I must take on the summer job-hunt. Here's hoping I find something fast.

family, summer, complicated stuff, don't leave me, the party life, i am an enormous geek, friends, home

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