Awkward.

Today we're going to talk about the most awkward night of college, because really, nothing says awkward like a Sunday night. Okay, maybe a lot of things do, but here we go.

Anyway, one Friday night one of my friends wanted to take me to the best pizza place near UCF, Lazy Moon. Huge slices of pizza, for reasonable prices. When I say huge, I mean bigger than your entire head huge. So, my friend wanted me to go with her. I was obviously down to go. Little did I know, she had left tiny bits and pieces out of the plans for that night.

Several hours later, it's finally time to get pizza. My friend comes to pick me up and there's somebody else in the car. I was confused. I barely knew this girl, but apparently I was getting pizza with her now! I'm all for making new friends, but I would like to know when I'm going to be making new friends, you know?

We get to Lazy Moon and two other guys show up to eat with us. Mind you, I had met these two other people, but I definitely was not hang out friends with these people. Well, now I am. Anyway, the four other people at this table were already really good friends. So now I'm sitting at this table incredibly awkward and quiet, because I am not actually friends with these other people.

We finish the pizza. I have made it through this meal. It is time to go home. Ha, that's what I thought. Now we are going to the one of the boys' apartment. At this point, I'm just going with it. What else could be thrown at me at this point? Turns out there was a reggae loving roommate that was there. He decided he was going to come out and chat everyone up. Which is fine but it was just weird to me, because I was already so uncomfortable.

After awhile videogames were brought out, and somehow I was playing Battleship with the friend who invited me to pizza to begin with. Now original friend and I decide to start exploring the apartment. Turns out, it was the apartment of a guy I kind of had a crush on but also really didn't like, if that makes any sense at all.

Now, reggae roommate decides to teach my friend and I how to cook from the college cookbook which was kind of weird because it was like one in the morning. Then out of nowhere, one of the boys has a guitar. He's singing Kid Cudi's "Pursuit of Happiness" and I am so confused. What is going on? How did I get here? Can I go home now?

It comes to a point in the night where it's time to go home. Then another girl shows up to the apartment. I guess it's time to sit back down, because I'm going to be here for awhile. This girl has the worst attitude. She walks in like she owns the place, and wastes no time to make people feel bad for not catering to her. This was the peak of awkwardness, I think.

Finally, an hour later we leave. We blast Taking Back Sunday on the way home, and I quickly go to bed to pretend that night never happened. Of course it did, but thankfully, I was not stuck in that uncomfortable of a situation again.

Have you gone through an awkward moment where you couldn't wait to leave? Let me know!