Well, Romero's party was mucho fun. Not only did I get to hang out with Romero and her family at Straw Hat Pizza, but I also got to bowl with them until about 10:00 PM. All so much fun and I am so tired now. Christine's family declared me Mexican for shoving Romero's face in the cake. It was not only me, I swear. The tias were so in on it and they told me that I had to do it and I would be Mexican if I did and that I was the only one who could because Christine trusts me. So I fell into the Mexican peer pressure. Man, that was fun. I have a lot of candy now too because I got a party/gift bag thing. It is sponge-bob. So neato. I played Dance Dance Revolution with one of Romero's cousins. That was a lot of fun. I was sweating after all that dancing on DDR. I'm getting better, I think. I laughed so hard. And I got to talk with Romero witch was a lot of fun. Oh man, I asked a cute guy at AMF Bowling Lanes if he wanted to eat our hot dog. He said no, but a guy behind us with a white-man's fro said he would take it. So I gave the hot dog to them. Oh, and I played one of those drill games where you push out the prize. I won but the prize got stuck and the AMF employees had no sympathy for me. The prize I should have gotten was a camera. I could have taken pictures of the guy who I asked to eat out hot dog and the guy who did eat it. And I could have taken a picture of the Asian police-woman who we saw. I have never seen an Asian police woman before. She looked weird. Like her head was too small in the big uniform. Man there are so many hot guys at AMF. Not the one by Target but the one across the street from Oakridge mall. That one has so many hot guys. Oh, and it is decided. I am going to ask Kevin Cataneo out. Just because. I know I will be shot down, but hell, it is fun anyway. I have to get to bed now. I am so tired and my stomach feels weird and stuff and man, so much fun today. I feel so Mexican. Finally, I am in touch with my true ethnicity. So many weird things happened tonight, I am sure that they will live on in my memory forever. And, no doubt, they will haunt me for the rest of my adult life.

VIVA LA MEXICA!

uh huh... Take care, good night.