lunes, 4 de julio de 2011

Date with The Devil

So this past June 25th was the birthday of the mother of my sister's boyfriend, and the family of her boyfriend was planning on doing a party for celebrating. I didn't want to go in first instance, but I got forced to go anyways, though, I was promised that we were leaving the party at 8-9pm. It was raining really bad that day I remember...
There was a band ready to start playing as soon as she arrived to the place (she and her husband haven't arrived when we arrived yet), but when we arrived they thought that, my mother was my sister's boyfriend mother and the band started to play! It was funny, really.
The reason why I didn't wanted to go was because that family consumes a lot of alcohol and I just can't stand that kind of people, plus, I don't party that much.
So the party was going as I expected, almost everyone was getting drunk after an hour when the party started (around 4-5pm). I was awfully bored, so my parents let me invite my friend Alan. He arrived, and he got invited few drinks, he accepted, though, luckily, he didn't consumed anymore alcohol after that.
My sister's boyfriend father is pretty much the kind of people that disgust me, maybe, just maybe, he has good intentions, but he really fails at pursuing his ambitions by the apropiate road. He, obviously, got super drunk as soon as the party started; he was so drunk that he even invited my mother to dance. I went to a little garden outside to avoid all that nasty people as much as possible. So the party was going on and the time began to pass little by little.
It was around 8:30pm when I noticed that we were not going to return early, and everyone was terribly drunk by that time, yeah including my parents. I was really angry with everyone, except with Alan of course, I don't know what could had happen if he wasn't there, but I guess that I would most likely take a bus back home.
Then I got to to meet my sister's boyfriend sister, at first glance, she looked like a really nice girl, totally the opposite to his brother, but boy! How wrong was I? She is as bad mouthed, alcoholic, and crazy (for not saying slightly inmature) as his brother. I mean, the 3 minutes I got to talk to her and his brother she couldn't even make a sentence without insulting him or swearing. It was terrible, I just wanted to leave that place, Alan and I went outside to the street to see if we could find a bus to go to his house, but it was kinda late and we didn't find any buses. He called his parents to tell them that he was arriving late at night.
I couldn't be more angry, I just couldn't stand that anymore. But then my sister's boyfriend comes around again to give me some weird thing, I said him that I was not going to drink it, he insisted and insisted, he practically forced me to drink whatever the hell was that, it was the bitterest thing I've ever tried in my life. I was really angry, I got to talk to him later, he told me about some of his weird 'adventures' and...ugh, I don't even want to remember that conversation, he could barely talk anyways.
It was around 10:45pm when we finally left, my father was badly drunk, though, so was everyone else, well, my mother didn't drink anymore after. 5-6-pm apparently, so she was obviously going to drive, but then my stupid father jumps into place saying that he was going to drive. My sister came in too, though, she was trying to make him understand that he couldn't drive like that, he didn't listen to her, she got sngry and said: "I don't want to talk to that idiot anymore", I found awesomely ironic, I actually started laughing. We finally convinced my father to not drive. My sister was going to return later with her boyfriend, so she stayed there. We left Alan in his house, I apologized for what happened and what he saw. It was terribly embarassing for me. That family left really bad impressions in me.
We finally arrived home and eveyone went to sleep. But I told my father first this: "Next time you try to leave a good impression with someone else, first try to leave a good impression with your own son.".

I had really weird dreams that night...