My weekend with a party and church

So this weekend (2/3-2/4) some stuff actually happen that I can write about, which involves me going to a party, then going to church. I need to clarify something first, I’m not a party person, I don’t like to go to party since I get nervous around people, and I don’t talk to most of the people at party. My mom usually gives me the chose of going to a party or not, which I usually choose not to go since I’m not a party person, but a few times I have to go to the party, since the party is at relatives that I know very well. The party that weekend, I had to go, since the party was for my cousin that I know very well. Also the relatives of the birthday boy are relatives that I known fort my entire life, and are relatives that I deeply love. Also I went to church to drop off a Jesus baby doll, which is I guess something people do in my religion, don’t ask me I honestly don’t know why we do this.

The party was for my little cousin who had a theme for party, which was fortnite, when I heard about this theme I didn’t want to go. I’m not a fan of fortnite, I not interested in the game, so I try to avoid fortnite like the plague, which you can probably tell if you haven’t been living under a rock, is everywhere online these days. I can’t get away from fortnite, even when I’m not online since my brothers are really in to the game, and plays it on the PlayStation 4 and on my Nintendo switch. Ok, i’m not going to keep talking about fortnite, I’m sorry for wasting your time and this space, let’s continue with the story of the party.

When we got to the house, the first thing I saw on the windows of the house was sign with fortnite characters, that had the words “happy birthday.” I was scarred for what was inside, but I still open the door and what was inside was, normal. I mean there was a Fortnite piñata, and another fortnite banner in the backyard that said “happy birthday,” but the house didn’t have any fortnite decoration, the food they had were tacos, quesadillas, and other mexican foods I don’t know the names of, and the music was the normal Mexican music that I’m used to hearing to. With this my fears were gone, that this party was going to be very cringeworthy, that I would had sit through all the way till midnight, but it wasn’t, thankfully.

The party was really good, the birthday boy and all of his friends were in his rooms playing fortnite, so there weren’t a lot of kids screaming that I could hear. So while all the kids were in a room playing fortnite, me and some older cousin were playing smash bros ultimate, which was vey fun. At one point me and my older cousin attempted to do a challenge in the game, but we didn’t accomplish the challenge. After that, I went to go eat some tacos, which were very good, and watch Ant-man and The Wasp, and catch up with some of my older cousins on life.

Later that day my parents had to go to church to drop off a baby Jesus doll, which again I don’t know the purpose of this. I decided to go with my parents because I just felt like it, I really have no other explanation of me going with my parents. We went to church and did the normal church things like saying prayers that I can understand since they say it in Spanish, so I just try to mimic the sounds of the prayers. We met some of our relatives that were in the church, and my parents talked to them for awhile, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying, since they were talking in Spanish. Then we went to the car but my parents notice the car was acting weird, so we had to go to auto zone for some gasoline, then we went back to the party to get my brothers.

We went to the party which was almost over since most of the guest have already left, so stay their for a little, and when I mean a little, I mean till midnight. My brothers and my cousins were playing on the Nintendo switch, so I soon joined in and played smash bros ultimate. It was really fun I won, around 2 matches, which was the highest amount of wins I had over their. Soon we had to leave and when we leave, it was raining hard so we had to quickly but carefully go to the car. We went home, I fell asleep, and nothing really happen on Sunday besides a lot of rain, and me being sad that tomorrow was school. That’s pretty much what happen during the weekend, I’m sorry this post had some religion in it, I needed to write something in this blogs, have a good day and life.