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2002-09-09 - 11:34 p.m. we live in a beautiful world...yeah we do...yeah we do - coldplay I GOT STROKES TICKETS!! so stoked on that. saturday, we had a family reunion. it was really nice. it was also my sisters birthday. i got her the cutest outfit. oh, the advantages of being related/friends with a gay guy. we always dress our girlfriends/girlrelatives so cute. anyway, there were so many people at the reunion. all the cousins from: montebello, whittier, la mirada, la habra, etc. i got to meet a few people. i'm semi proud of myself cuz i really made a concentrated effort to meet people, and make myself more...approachable? that could work, i guess. also, i tried to speak up, and not mumble. v.g. smltwn. have i mentioned that i mumble? well, i'm told i do. i have a deep, mumbly voice. matt says it's sexy, and that i don't mumble too badly. that's good, i guess. but, if that's the case, then why does everyone in the free world constantly ask me to repeat myself? but, i digress. the reunion. it was really cool to see/meet all these people that i've heard stories about for years. the dance was crazy. a bunch of drunk mexicans dancing their asses off. too funny. when we all, and i do mean ALL, got on the dancefloor to dance to "we are family", i have to say, it was a beautiful thing. later, i don't know if it was the beers, of which there were too many, but, i got sad. what happened was, i was taking a breather from dancing, and they played this cumbia. so, all the older folks took over the floor, and this one couple, i think the man is my nana's cousin, this one couple who i love to watch dance started dancing. i couldn't take my eyes off them. they never have that awkward 'which way are we moving/going' bit. they move together seamlessly, effortlessly, beautifully. so, i'm spellbound, and i start thinking. how long have they danced together? how many times, years? to know someone so well. i looked over at matt, and i wondered...well, you know what i wondered. i reached over, squeezed the back of his neck, and he looked back at me, and smiled. then, my cousin started talking about our great-grandparents, and how they weren't there. i don't know, i guess it just got to be kinda sorta too much. so, i went outside, smoked a cigarette, and let myself be sad for a minute. it is what it is, you know? all in all, it was a very special day, and i'm glad we were all there together. goodnight. |
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