FEST (part 1)

The next few posts will describe my activities this last long weekend, I will post the whole story in parts because I have a lot to write and it would be a very long post.

So, here we go...

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It’s been a long time since I post something... well, let’s just say that I had a busy week.

At first, I had the whole weekend thing planned, we got Thursday and Friday off in my school and my parents went to Mazamitla with some of their friends… so you do the match.

Wednesday night was supposed to be my relaxing night before the weekend… I wanted to sleep, rest, maybe read a little and spent some time with myself… but hey, if you want to give God a good laugh, go ahead and tell Him your plans. I had already taken out my shoes and my shirt when my brother gives me the phone, at first I was a little bit shaken off, so I took the phone and asked no questions… in the other side I head a voice of woman, she introduced herself as “Balloons” (I wont say names, sorry)… and as soon as she told me her name she started to give some directions to a party, where later I found out we were supposed to meet our friend “Dice” (no-name policy). This girl hanged up and I looked to my brother, still very shocked, and asked him “what the fuck was that?!”, to which he said “we are going to a party”. So, no further questions asked, I put my shoes back on, my shirt back on and off we went to the party.

That party was one of the strangest parties I’ve ever seen. When we arrived I had the chance to met this “Balloons” girl (the voice in the phone)… the first thing I noticed about her were her oversized breast and her slutty look. We were guest from our friend “Dice”, so I felt very uncomfortable at first, those kinds of occasions were everybody looks at you wondering “who is he?”… also what made this party a whole more strange was the fact that it was packed with twins all over the place, the birthday girls were twins who invited another couple of twins and, well… “Balloons” had her own twins hanging underneath a very, very slutty top.

I noticed that my brother was feeling also a little bit embarrassed also, so we did what a guest of a guest must do to feel a little bit more relaxed… we went to an Oxxo and buy some drinks. After the first three or four drinks, my brother, “Dice” and I were, literally, the soul of the party. We were singing, laughing, playing with a ten year old girl that was the focus of attention for quite a while, and chatting with “Balloons” and “MissFitness”. “MissFitness” was a friend of “Dice”, a very introverted girl, the total opposite from “Balloons”… so it was very see them together, how they were battling over “Dice”. For, real, if you want to have fun in a party, just sit and watch how a Slut is fighting with a very Intelligent girl over you drunk friend…. hehehe… for real, putting feelings aside, it was very amusing. At some point of the party we noticed that we were scaring everybody, and the party was split into two small parties. Well, if they can’t take a slut, a drunk guy, a smart woman, and a couple of way to loud brothers… fuck them!

After a second round of drinks “Dice” was so out of himself that we were (and by we I mean my brother, “MissFitness”, and I) trying to prevent him to be alone with “Balloons”. In which I succeed… but “MissFitness” then play it very smart… she first had me thinking that she was on my side, trying to take care of my friend… but no!!! as soon as I got distracted I noticed that “Dice” and her were walking out of the house and by the time I went to check on them they were already kissing!!! That woman was smarter that I thought! Anyway, I found out that “Dice” and “MissFitness” were already a couple after a few saliva trading and I ended up trying to make “Balloons” feel better with her lose, the poor girl was very nice, and besides being a harlot she was a very decent girl… so I did feel bad for her. Why does every love story seems to always have someone that ends up getting hurt?

Around two o clock in the morning my dad give us a call very upset because we were supposed to arrived home at two, so we said goodbye, we had to practically drag “Dice” out of the party and to make thing a little bit more amusing we had to give “MissFitness” now “MissDice” a ride home. You have to believe me… it was hilarious to see “MissFitness” smiling very in love, and hugging a drunken “I will throw up at any time” “Dice”. In fact when we arrived to her house she told my brother and I to please remind “Dice” that he had a new girlfriend in the morning… and so we did.

After throwing up “Dice” was having second thoughts about what he did… hurting “Balloons” (a good friend for him) and hooking up with “MissFitness”. But my brother and I managed to make him feel better, after all she is a very nice person, smart and pretty… so he took the right choice… and well, “Balloons” got hurt, but sluts doesn’t have REAL feelings, right?

When we got to my house we went directly to bed, recharging to start over the next morning.