New Year’s Party Madness

Planning is one of the most important but the hardest task to do. I received a task in October to plan a New Years’ Eve Party for my friends and myself. It was hard, but it did blow up in our faces after barking up the wrong tree too many times.

We wanted to spend it together and even though we planned it out, it ended poorly.

I was woken up on the weekend by the wind howling against my window. The annoying phone ringing in the background didn’t help. Not fully awake yet I tried to answer it and so I did.

“Jakub!!! What do you have so far?” My friend Maria shouted. The scream energized me instantaneously. I didn’t really think about anything before, not where to have it nor whether I should host it so I decided to just do it in the apartment that my parents have for rent. I didn’t want to do it because I hate hosting any party but I had to say something. After the conversation, I called my parents and they gave me permission to do it, so I was relieved. Unfortunately, my friend’s ex-girlfriend had other plans.

After the Thanksgiving break when I came back to Hebron, I attended a hockey game, and a friend of mine, Maria, gave me a call. She was asking if it was okay if Simon (my best friend) was okay with attending his ex-girlfriend’s New Years’ party. Therefore we all came in on a call and as a boys’ part of our friend group, we agreed. Until the Christmas break, this topic wasn’t spoken about. We just knew what we were going to do.

Once I came back from the US, I was excited to finally meet with my friends. We went ice skating. We would stop all the time to discuss what we are going to do for the party which at some point made me mad because I came to hang out not do ‘business’.

“Boys, so what are we doing on New Year’s Eve? You guys are coming right?” Maria asked. We all looked at each other because the night before we had discussed more and we concluded that, because of our friend interaction with his ex-girlfriend from five minutes to one maybe two hours would be funny for us, his friends, but then it would just be awkward. 

“We are going to come for one hour maybe more and go back.” Unfortunately, she didn’t take it well and got mad at us. But we didn’t exactly know why. We really thought she would be happy with the fact that we would spend New Years’ party together and not separately. A stranger from another group was watching us and skated away once they saw that Maria was mad. After deciding to put away current brawls and arguments we decided to meet another friend, who was nearby and I really wanted to meet her too, her name is Malina. Unfortunately, Maria didn’t really agree with us, and shared it with her. Both of them started to get mad at us for no reason. Well for a reason but we didn’t know about it. 

A couple of days later after Christmas once Simon came back from his excursion to the south of Poland we had some bad news. Two days prior we got kicked out of the group chat. For Simon, it was a surprising event whereas for us it was understandable. The boys and I met in a shopping mall to hang out and accidentally we met Maria and Malina there. They asked us again about the party and we looked at each other and said “Yea… yea… sure… for one hour” as a joke. Unfortunately, they didn’t treat it as one and left us. The next thing I know we got kicked out and we decided to stay in my house watching Jason Derulo perform on TV because the tickets were sold out.

What we learned from this is that we shouldn’t contrive too much or it will blow up in our faces. Maria to this day is mad at us and now we still don’t know why, but looking back at it, it seems we should not have done what we have and we get some impression of why she is mad. We wanted to spend it together and even though we planned it out, it ended poorly. 

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One Response to New Year’s Party Madness

  1. 23diakonowiczj says:

    It’s a real story; I could have explained it more in details now that I read it through couple times.

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