Flashing Back to Preschool

Grab your popcorn. It's story time and it's a long 'un.

It all started sometime last month when I went to a party after an improv show (there was a vlog made from it of us in the car on the way there. I mentioned drinking an espresso in it). After some...um...beverages, Jenelle and I went outside to sit. Boys followed us out because we're just that hot. Or something. In this group was Jason (Asian), Mike (rebound man), Alex (gorgeous Mr. Right), and a few others that don't deserve mentioning. After a while, the three aforementioned boys decided they needed to coach Jenelle and me in how to be sexy using our hair, lips, and facial expressions (keep in mind that they were all drunk, so this was hysterical in person). At some point, I hooked up with rebound man, who was an excellent rebound and also a mistake (yayyyyyyy life lessons!).

Fast forward to last weekend. Jenelle's house sitting for her sister who says it's fine if we have people over and alcoholic beverages. It just so happens that the founders of the improv troupe live in the same apartment complex and THEY'RE having a party, too. Nelle and I drink Mike's Hard Pink Lemonade to support breast cancer research and stuff, and we join the other party in the founders' garage. Introduce the game of kick ball.

Five of us, Jenelle, Claire, Alex, Mike, and me, start kicking a kick ball around while drinking. (There's a lot of drinking in this story...sorry.) Fireworks start at SeaWorld. We all sing Queen, Bon Jovi, America the Beautiful, and Journey. In harmony. And then clank bottles and red cups in celebration of our on-coming drunkenness. The police roll on up. Those of us that are underage decide it's a good idea to go back to Nelle's to watch the Mighty Boosh. Mike, Alex, Jason, Andrew (Gothy Man), Kalah (awesome chick), and a guy named Chris (funniest nonprofessional comedian I know) come with us. Jenelle gets wasted. Jenelle makes Alex and me a drink to share because we both know we can't handle one drink each. Mike tries to hit on me while I'm hitting on Alex.

That's about when our teeth started feeling funny (me and Alex). It felt like a local anesthetic in our mouths. We giggle about this. We drink some more and Alex finishes our drink without offering me any. We are both quite drunk now. He does something adorable. I tell him so. He tells me to stop and says I'm beautiful.

I decide it's way too hot inside the apartment and go outside. Jenelle, Alex, and Jason follow me. Jason is drunker than all three of us. He wants us to meditate. Because he's Asian. So we get into group hug formation. Going clockwise, it's Jason, Jenelle, Me, Alex. (It should be noted that Jason and Nelle went on a date the weekend before this.) Jason tells us to close our eyes and imagine a bright ball of white light in between us. Alex and I start giggling. Jason gets mad and tries again. This is the conversation that ensued:
"Karaline, are you seeing it?"
"Yup."
"Alex?"
"Yeah, it's Jesus."
"*gigglesnort*"
"...We're gonna keep going."
That was when I felt Alex's lips on my cheek. So, of course, I turned my head toward him so he could kiss me in the right place. And that kept on happening because it was cute and sweet and really nice feeling.
Sometime after this, Andrew joins us and we all try to get Jenelle and Jason to make out. Jason passes out on the steps and asks for a blanket. Eventually, we get him back inside by telling him there's a giant bowl of guacamole for him. (Don't ask.) He passes out on the couch inside. Alex and I decide we're thirsty for water. We get some. Jenelle and I think it will be fun to freak everyone out, so we go into the bedroom and make sex noises really loudly. Then we give ourselves sex hair. When we go back out, we realize that no one cared because Knocked Up was on TV.
So we go to the kitchen to get vodka. Alex comes with us. We fix our hair and Alex asks adorable questions about Nelle's date with Jason. We all end up sitting on the kitchen floor drinking from the Smirnoff bottle and from a glass of water. We're just talking, but I don't really remember what the conversation is about. It wasn't that important.
By midnight, everyone's sitting on the kitchen floor playing Never Have I Ever and sobering up because we somehow drank $40 worth of alcohol in three hours. Mike is the drunkest of us all and is groping Nelle because her boobs are ginormous. She feels awkward and he just doesn't even know what he's doing.
Chris leaves. Mike goes outside with Jason and Andrew to puke his guts out. The rest of us stay inside because Alex, Nelle, and I have extremely weak stomachs and can't hear/see/smell puke without puking. Claire is locked in the bedroom because she's annoyed with us. (Stupid sober person.) We all sit on the couch. Alex and I attempt to fall asleep because being drunk makes us sleepy. It doesn't work because everyone's talking and making really funny jokes.
Kalah says she can take Mike home, but she doesn't want him to puke in her car. We consider letting him sleep in his car so he can puke all over his own stuff. He eventually crashes on the loveseat. The rest of us, except Claire, go outside and talk until 4 AM. Kalah leaves.
Around 5, Claire has enough and decides to have Andrew take her home. Alex plans on staying, but then he realizes he would have to stay in the living room with Pukey McPukeface (actual name we used for him) and goes with Claire and Andrew.
Jenelle and I finally get to bed around 5:30. Mike wakes us up at friggin' 9 AM to tell us he's leaving. He makes awkward statements about Kalah. Nelle gets him to leave. We go back to sleep until 1 PM. I stay and watch two movies and help her clean the apartment. I leave around 8, right as Alex is texting me to tell me he had a lot of fun.
A two and a half hour conversation about organized religion, politics, and school ensues.

Tuesday:
Alex had mentioned an improv show he was going to be in. I opened up the line of conversation by asking where it was and how much it cost to get in. I also asked him if I skipped choir to see his show, would he come to see me sing in a benefit concert. He, regrettably, informed me that he's going to be in LA the weekend of the concert. He also said going to class was probably more important, but I lied and said choir was canceled so he wouldn't feel bad when I showed up. :P
Jenelle and I decided to go to the show together because Alex was in it and Jason was going to be there. Claire also decided to come with us so she wouldn't be bored.
I nearly killed us getting to Downtown San Diego. It was great fun.
We got there, only to find that Mike was sitting with Jason. The dude just won't go away or get the hint. But the show was fantastic and Chris and Alex were the two funniest people in it. Mainly because they're not afraid to act like total weirdos for the sake of comedy.
Note: The show was a graduation show for the eight actors who managed to make it through all three levels of improv class. They were split into two teams. Chris and Alex were on the same team. The two teams competed, with improv games, for the most applause and laughter.
Alex's team won the competition. And when the score was announced, Alex, in his falsetto voice said, "That's US!" and screamed like a girl.
Jenelle and Claire both patted my leg at that point.
Anywho, the show ends, so we go outside for a meet and greet with the actors. We're all giving high fives down the line. I get to Alex and raise my hand for a high five. And he hugs me instead. And then he says, "You came!"
It was so cute.
Jenelle, Claire, and I go down to the sidewalk to figure out where to go to eat. Mike comes up to us and makes awkward jokes. We start talking about a really hot guy. He leaves. Then Alex comes jogging down to us and gives us all hugs and asks what we thought. We give him a thorough review of the show (consisting of, "It was awesome!" "You sucked." "Eh. I'm gonna be the happy medium. It didn't suck, but it wasn't great.")(Jenelle and Claire were joking. You can guess which sentence I said...haha.). We talk about this coming Saturday and make plans to all be at the party after the improv show. Then he has to leave to clean up the theater.

And now, since I opened up the line of conversation both Monday and Tuesday, I'm waiting for him to start talking to me. I will wait as long as I have to for him to notice that I've been silent.

It always works. :P

And that's the story so far. I'm sure there are little details I forgot. Like, you know, me randomly sticking my hand in his back pocket because he has a great ass. And renaming him Quentin because he looks more like a Quentin than an Alex. But those details aren't that important and, honestly, I can't really remember when they happened exactly. :D

In retrospect, this post is not very well named. I dunno about you guys, but I never got drunk and hooked up with random boys in preschool. Hahahahahah.

I love being reillusioned. :)))