Faja.

Sep 23, 2006 00:10

Tonight was my Dad's retirement dinner. Oh lord, it was amazing. My Dad ruled the night. He had the best speech about him, and he gave the best acceptance speech, too. I'm really proud of him, for working the streets of Toronto for thirty three years in one of the toughest regions of Toronto. And my Mom dressed up, too. She never dresses up at all and tonight she looked so pretty. I felt sort of on display with my sister, being introduced as Joe's girls and then getting "Holy crap, Joe, you made these? What beauties." or something along those lines. Good times. I drank red wine and enjoyed it. I didn't fight with Allison. I actually saw the resembelance between my sister and I have with our parents. I never used to think I looked like me family. I love my family. Love love love.
I also got a lot of "protection" offers. After this one officer told me whatever I needed I could get I asked "Can I get rides to school, like my Dad did?" and he was pretty puzzled. I guess that was a no go. But apparantly if anyone gives me a hard time, they'll "take care of it". They were completely serious about it, too. I feel like I'm part of the mafia. So this is what Cucco's life is like...
I'm having lunch with them tomorrow. Having lunch? That's what clients and middle aged people do. I am pretty much independant now, seeing as my room in their Bracebridge house isn't completed. You can see through the walls (it's in the basement)
I have so much homework. And seriously no time to do it. Wish me luck.
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