Party at Mike's II

Well it was sudden, and out of nowhere. Now I was invited to a second party. I was of course, overwhelmed and happy that my first party was a success. Throughout the week I thought, 'Yay, a party i don't have to take care of.' Then it turned into something else later.

First being a tiny party it later just turned into a house party. The house we used was one we fucked up before. So ultimately, we had another 'Party at Mike's'.

Andres invited all his old friends, and so did Emlyn. All of Andres' invites shared laughs and had tons of fun. All of Emlyn's old invites clogged the dance floor with guitar hero. All of Andres' invites danced, and drank, and went nuts. All of Emlyn's invites drank, ate, and left the party early. Let me stop because I know I shouldn't sound so ungrateful.

So lets recap the happy things of the party.

1. I got to stop time with my baby!
2. My baby looked fine!
3. I got to dance with my baby!
4. Emlyn's invites left!
5. I got to socialize with everyone and my baby!
6. I got to take my baby home.

That was actually the first downer, that I couldn't have Jessica the whole night. Despite what she may have thought though, about me waiting to drop her off to drink, it didn't turn out that way. I never meant to get shit-faced or even do anything crazy when she left. So I'm proud those expectations weren't fulfilled.

So lets recap the rest of the highlights.

7. I took a bong hit of every liquor in the house. (Hennessy, Hypnotiq, Jose Cuervo, Grey Goose, Parrot Bay, Tanqueray, and some orange liqueur.)
8. I did not get fucked up.
9. I danced my ass off.
10. Alex took a shot with me.
11. Emily got fucked up, again!
12. Mike was pantsed!
13. Mike was choked!
14. Mike was fucked up!
15. Darryl did the 'Whoo'?
16. Darryl was fucked up!
17. Ana came!
18. I danced my ass off some more!
19. Christina hosted a drunk choreography seminar.
20. Orgy dancing.
21. This kid Jeffrey had dancing orgasm.
22. Carlos was fucked up 24/7!

Yeah those were the highlights that I could remember. As of this morning, I spoke to Mike after his pass out last night. His chasers worked. I'm glad. He got to work and everything. About the only person I'm worried about is whether or not Jeffrey got home safely, because he just dipped out of nowhere completely tanked!

Ana called me just now and we reflected. Which reminds me I have to call Christina to apologize for the 'freaky dancing'. Apparently, Darryl was saying some PRETTY FUCKED UP things to Ana while he was dancing. VERY FUNNY.

Off to Mike's to.. semi-clean-up.

All-in-all I think this party was most dedicated to those of us who had little or no fun in the last 'Party at Mike's'. To my knowledge, this party was well needed for me, Christina, and Mike.

I hope you guys loved it as I did.

Ciao.

Party at Mike's

A revenge plot unfold. It was the proposed 'party of the century' that I prefer not to remember. Sure it was nice to see old friends, but that was all. I wasn't really IN the party I was more just playing 'daddy'.

Thankfully there was an 'after-party' but I'm regretting it now. The party in summation for me was a drag; so much drunkenness, so much vomit, so much responsibility. This is clearly a retrospect thought and I apparently share it with others. I feel like I just gave everyone something to do one night. No doubt though, I better be fucking invited to other parties.

I hope it wasn't all for nothing.

I seem to have missed David and Ivan's attendance.

Damn.

On a lighter note, I went to Rapids Water Park. Yup.

Okay. Oh and lately I've been thinking it's funny reading blogs. Especially when they type with ellipses constantly. I mean I know its wrong but I can concur with this bulletin my college friend and how she specified how annoying grammatic and syntax errors are.

If your not sure how to write or say something, do it the way you know how. Don't improvise. It just damages your character. It also makes whatever heartfelt draft you're writing seem pithy and pathetic. My bad right? (I'm all for speaking out and not being a quiet wallflower to only engage when recognized, but lets do so in a careful fashion.)

I was 'cooking a steak' in a frying pan, not 'grilling a steak' in a frying pan genius.

Maybe Mistake..

I went back to this whole acting thing. To be honest I don't want to do it. It feels hectic as it is. I mean personally there is no stress at all, I just see the potential for it.

I finished this screenplay in two nights. Supposedly it's good. Everyone who's read it laughed, felt something from it, and I've had plenty criticism. I can handle criticism, I'm not going to be a bitch about. I appreciate it that everyone is taking it into careful consideration. I finished and presented it at a dinner tonight. In fact, I enjoyed the responses so much I wanted to run cold-readings for everyone.

Darryl, Ana, Michael, and Jorge did great. Since I'm a friend of theirs I know they won't think of me a bitch if I push them for their roles. I'm happy for myself for having them. As for production starting, I'm thinking in a little more time. I'm excited but at the same time theres the feeling of potential stress. Something is going to go wrong, and I'm feeling it even now.

Sometimes I feel like when I do something I love too much it ends up deteriorating. I see what I become and what would happen to others. When I was running for Speaker of the Senate I noticed I pushed off my friends and my girlfriend. I write these long documents and sure, they know I'm doing it...-

(After finishing talking with Jessica..)

And that sun shined and God said, 'D*****. I love you. Come on nigga, let's go to McDonald's and I'll get you a low fat Big Mac with low calories.'

I am motivated to do this fucking movie. I'm so down like James Brown!
The Hardest Working Man in Show Business

I got the casting down; I hope Junior can put out for it. Hope everyone likes it and is down to do it. Production costs seem low for now, I just can't wait to start shooting. Three cameras, make-up, sound, lighting, cinematography, graphics, its going to be beautiful. I'd love to hear everyone's feedback on it. That script must've been read by ten or more people.

I'm having a rush!

PARTY AT MIKE'S!

There better be one. Otherwise I'm going on a 'slap-page'. I want to barbecue for it, but we'll see what goes down. As far the invite list, there better be people I've never seen in a long time that I see again. I mean Carlos' group is cool (I love 'em), but if it's a party then there should be more than us and them. I've been hankering a good dance since the wedding and I've been hankering some good food since the Van Dyke Cafe on South Beach.

(No matter what Mima tells you, the calamari was good.)

Jessica is back and everything is well with the world. Seems like things come together for me whenever shes around. It's 'for the rest of my life' material. I love it. Speaking of love, so the plan to go nuts on Lynne's boyfriend was done. I loved how we compared him to her ex-boyfriend who's a real douche bag now. Amazing nerve that kid. If I ever see him again.. Oh how I'm smiling about what I would do if I ever see him again..

We checked out Suzie's job! Hella nice that place is. She was an excellent 'introducteur' to the meals. Yes we were stupid and had no idea which forks to use, but it was nonetheless a splendid time. Even though I ate prior, I soon regretted it. The food was awesome. The chicken tasted like STEAK! My CHICKEN, tasted like STEAK! STEAK! How the hell is that possible!? "It's the seasoning", fuck that, I know it's something else. When a restaurant's chicken tastes like steak, it can only lead to better things.. like how their steak tastes like.

I wouldn't go back again though. Too fancy, I'll go back with Ana, or Jessica to show them what Suzie does but, as a normal place to eat.. I'll go to Jorge's Denny's. Plus it was an MLEC nightmare. Lot's of old alumni of people I never wanted to see again were eating there. It might as well have been 'Bear's Billiards' but for food.

My dad's back to work and I'm here stuck with nothing to do. It doesn't bother me, but I still feel like doing my part. I want to get a job, and I just heard David applied to work at Mike's job, which he never had done for me. Sketchy but I don't blame him, he's lower management. David's friend was upper management. I'll get him to hook me up again I suppose.

The chicken.. I mean it tasted like steak. What the fuck.

I Think I Got a Sunburn on my Head..

I'm.. so.. tired..

My grandparents left today, and I took some final pictures with them.. I'll update later. Yesterday was my grandpa's birthday and I think he's 80 or 79? I don't remember. First time I saw him really smile in a long time. It felt good. I feel sorry for him a lot and I think he knows we all do. We're more caring of him nowadays though with his condition. I don't remember the old 'Papa'. I know I should because it wasn't long ago that he was like this.. but I don't.

I'm not really ready for ANOTHER boyfriend for my sister. He's coming over tomorrow and I really feel like filling the house up for when he comes. Joe is a bitch. Good god what a bitch he is. Changing my sister's online shit and then acting like he did nothing wrong? Now he's sizing up her boyfriend. What a shit. That's fills ass-kicking criteria. Like I've told her before, he's not going to be happy if he sees me again.

Hope I didn't get Ana pissed with my driving tonight. Whatever yo, I had it under control and I wasn't driving insane or anything. Wonder what Estefany and Rosa are doing? Is it that Ana and Nina aren't enough, or do I not need more girlfriends? I don't like the current guy to girl ratio sometimes, but it seems fine? (Yeah they're not enough, not after hanging with all my cousins. There were always more girls than guys in my family.)

'Tough Nuggets' and 'Blue Balls'. Still kinda wonder how she's REALLY doing..

I want my room back. Three little birds stand on my window..

Don't Forget About the Wedding

The Wedding was really great. Sure the food could've been better, and the dance floor could have been bigger, but it was still great. I danced with lots of family.


This was me and Lynne after the wedding ceremony. It was in a huge church with people I was related to but didn't know, and a whole side of gringos I'd never seen before in my life (apparently they're half Puerto Rican).
Left to right: Lynne, Me.


After the ceremony we took a lot of pictures. I'd have more but my uncle hadn't uploaded them yet. Mima rode with me and met all of them except for Kattie. Damn yo, I'm pretty dark. Excuse Daniel's face on the far left. I guess he thought we were taking a 'goofy photo'.
Left to right: Daniel, Zury, Kattie, Pierre, Me, Lynne, Jorge.


This is most of the Bonsenor men and me. The Bonsenors are my mom's side of the family. They're understandably here because my mom's niece was getting married. Theres way more but again, I'm waiting on my uncle. Jorge wasn't tired, he was just resting his eyes I think.
Left to right: Jorge, Me, Tito, Pedro, Pierre, and Johnny.


Last picture. This is Pierre and me. I like to say I take after him the most. He was I guess my role model growing up. Even after we parted ways we still turned out the same way, sort of. There's in fact a funny story behind this picture.
Left to right: Pierre, Me.

Thats all the photos I'm posting. Hope y'all dug the blue suit with the purple shirt! Ha! I think I rocked it perfect! If theres video of the wedding I'll be sure to see if its put up on the internet, even though I think there's slim chance of that. Lynne tells me that there's even a shot of me and Danny have a 'shake-off'.

I hope not because that sucked.

The More You Stay the Same, the More They Seem to Change..

It's tough; expressing yourself.

A lot of times I feel cornered like I want to say something, but I can't. What if its stupid, what if people get the wrong idea? Sometimes I can't think of anything to say. Sometimes I know exactly what to say, but I can't bring myself to say it. I used to hold myself back, because thats exactly what it was; me holding myself back.

Sure I'd stutter, sure I'd find the wrong words to say it. In the end I figured what matters most is that I said it, or I did it. Middle school was hard, high school was harder, but not no more. I'm me and I have something to say, and fuck what anyone else thinks. If they think good, good. If they think bad, fuck them.

The first time I said I love you to someone besides family was a special girl from a long time ago. She fell in love with me too. She broke my heart not long after though. Sure I was sad, but she taught me something.

She taught me the difference. Its important not to hold back your feelings. Its important not to hold back because if you trust yourself you can DO anything. You can MAKE anything happen. You can CONTROL everything. When that time comes that you can't, you shouldn't be too scared. Fear is a natural feeling, so its pointless to avoid it. Crying is natural, so its futile to evade. The people that matter most will always help and never think wrong of you. Thats what she taught me.

She was what I used to be. Nervous, scared, and to myself.

I'm not scared anymore though, I broke from that. I talk like a waterfall flows from my lungs. It flows just as free, and people are free to drink. My waterfall won't ever run out. I can care too. I can care for whomever I want, I can befriend whomever I want, I can love whomever I want.

That is who I used to be, and who I am now. I can only thank my family and my friends.

My family who left again, whom I've left, who'll always leave me inside. No matter how many people I'll learn the names of, or dance with, or speak to, they'll always fade away. Only pictures left.

All my tios, all my tias, primos and primas will be forgotten. So far away and only seen every five to six years. How I wish my family was more like others. Ana's with her parties, Christina's with her southeastern relatives, or Mike and his family.

I try to cherish every moment and engrave it in my mind. In the end it never works because it turns for nothing. I've had so many relatives die and so many relatives grow up so fast I can't recognize them. Its hard to remember who you take after the most because they evidently formed you and who you are now. No one grows up alone, but they can grow up forgetting they're not.

Poor me. Heres to another couple years. Heres to another time to remember names and faces. Most of all heres to my friends who keep reminding me that I have a family (whether they know it or not).

"The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same."
(..the same goes vice-versa.)

Welcome home baby, you came just in time; like you always do..

She Hugged Me and Said I Meant a Lot To Her

(And that meant a lot to me..)

I love my family yo. I don't think any family could ever be as close as mine, even though I don't phone my cousins everyday.

Tonight was a BIG night. 7 people in my car, two long drives. A car full of family, and yes, ALL of them were family. Me and six others drove around Miami, and ended with pool.

(Yo, even though we had to cater to the under-agers, I'm pretty sure no one minded.)

Inexpensive night, food, and fun everywhere. I hope everyone loved it (I'll Flickr the wedding soon.)

I still feel like dancing..