I seriously don’t remember the last time I had a birthday party; one that included a piñata, school friends, or even clowns. Unlike my nephews, my birthdays consist of my family taking me out to eat. Family dinners. No friends.
A few years ago, I had asked my father whether I could invite my friends to my house -something along the lines of that- but the only reply I received was, “Why do you keep putting your friends before your family?”
Ever since then I didn’t ask them about inviting people or having a gigantic party with music, strobe lights, piñatas, and whatnot. However, this time I decided to take my friend, my boyfriend to be exact to the family dinner. Which is tonight.
My four elder sisters, two of my brother-in-laws, my four nephews, my niece, and my parents will be there. My mom just found out that he was my boyfriend, and one of my sisters has known for about a week. My dad is clueless.
HA. I just overheard my mom talking to one of my sisters about Alberto. “Quiere ser su novio”, I heard her say. MY MUMMY IS LYING XD
I’m going to call my dad right now and ask him if we can take him. “Ay be tu”, he replied. HE DIDN’T SOUND ANGRY. HE MUST LIKE HIM.
"We’ll see when I get home". "Okay!" :D
My dad met him earlier in the week, on Monday. I had bought three tickets for the Senior Picnic at Six Flags: one for Michelle, Alberto, and I. Unfortunately, Michelle, who was our driver was not able to go, so in her place I invited Karina. Our plan was to have both Alberto and Karina come over to my house where my dad would take us to Six Flags. My dad met Alberto and he was very polite :)
TONIGHT WAS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING, YOU HAVE NO CLUE XD
That moment when your boyfriend twirls you around and leans in to give you a kiss
and you’re totally, fucking confused. As a result, you start laughing so hard that he stops, but you didn’t want him to stop. Now you feel bad because you think you hurt his feelings, and you want him to try again. Which he does, and it just feels right.
Jesus fucking Christ! CHILL. I don’t know about any potential rides. I can ask my dad; his truck fits six people, fit three people in the back and two in front, not counting the driver. You guys can sleep over at my house, too. If it comes to that. What else do you guys propose to do? Any suggestions? We can always bus it. Or ask my sister or step-niece.