MAYBE its time to update-
Um....Im kind of in Nicaragua right now. I KNOW. Crazy, right. My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I didnt want a birthday party at all, birthday parties are overrated and everyones just there for the food, including myself but thats not the point. The point is I just didnt want a párty. What I really wanted was to go to Nicaragua. The homeland.
Everything happened so quickly! Bought my tickets Monday night and then all of a sudden it was Friday, my birthday: Ana gave me the cutest little french box and shot CUP, anabel made me the cutest card and dress and french cookbook and her sister and mom gave me a birthday candle!!!!, yessenia bought me a pinata and filled it with spongebob memorabilia and all these amazing goodies, kulsoom bought me buttercream walnut brownies, francis bought me cupcakes, alyssa made me the cutest card and amazing chocolate chip cookies, judy made a heartfelt homemade card, cynthia got me YOOHOOS!!! and a beautiful homemade card, and then after that my momma picked me up, went to mi tia juanitas house and then ate taco bell, and then I was off.
It was weird being at the airport, going through airport security by myself, walking to the gate by myself and sitting down by myself. Observing, listening, and thinking about all of the things that had changed in my life. Im 18 now. Eighteen. 18. 18. 18. Im not a baby anymore. Everything I do now has to be measured carefully and thought out to the t. But it doesnt feel like it, reaching this big independent age. I havent done much thats different, except I kind of had my whole first beer yesterday o.o I felt like a feather afterwards, definitely a light drinker. Jonathan, Paola and Marilu picked me up from the airport. I had a stomachache thanks to the turkey sandwich on the plane, no wonder there was a huge ass line to the airplanes bathroom. We stopped at a gas station and I gave everyone their taco from taco bell and I drank an ENZA which is basically alkaseltzer in a bottle. It was disgusting but it helped. Then I had my quesillo!!! Came home to find the cutest kitty cake and then my grandma wouldnt let me go, she was so surprised and she was twirling me around and I seriously debated if she was drunk lol. Then we cut my cake, took pictures and off to the bar we went! Marilu and I did karaoke and it was hilarious. We ate, cracked jokes, drank my first beer and it was a great night. We even bumped into Gisella! Now Im not saying im gonna start bragging about drinking and all this jazz, I was the only one to drink that night and it was healthy first drink because I didnt get drunk and I dont plan on doing this often, not that I even can in the US. It felt kind of cool, not the drinking the actual beer part, but being out with friends and having a good ol time.
Yep. Its been really hot though. Like, Miami times three hot. Im continiously sweating and Ive had to change clothes two times already. Ah, but its been a good time though.
*Side note, the keyboards are really weird though and I dont know where all the commas and junk is at so i have so many typos....insert sad face.
