Malibu

Josh's graduation party was Saturday night. I got to meet his extended family and some of the friends I hadn't met before. I got all dressed up and felt beautiful. It was the first time I ever wore lipstick. The cast of characters in Josh's family range from superficially sweet, to genuinely amazing people. As soon as we got to the venue, the pictures started. I couldn't take my eyes off of him for too long. He was handsome as hell, and I could tell how happy he was. I knocked back 6+ drinks while talking to his best friend and his cousins. His best friend loved me, and I definitely loved her too. She's the one who talked me into having just one more drink. I see some serious fun in our future. His cousins were so funny and we got along great. They're both such smart guys mathematically and scientifically, yet they suck in english classes. Go figure. If I could relive that night again, I totally would. It was fun being able to relax and not be stressing about school or assignments or finals. At the end of the party, his parents were too drunk to drive so I ended up driving his dad home while buzzed. Then Josh and I got gas for the van. It's so nice being able to go out together just because we want to. I can officially drive where ever and whenever I want. It's the stupid little things that make me think of the future. 5yrs down the line, we might be using that same gas station to fill up before a road trip or some other fun event together. I said for the first time on Facebook that I loved him. My mom brought it up over dinner, but she actually just thought it was sweet. She wasn't critical. Josh tells me that they talk more often than I think. That actually makes me a little happy inside. They haven't even formally met yet, and they're somewhat bonding over how cranky I am in the mornings. Everything is slowly falling into place. Josh told me on Saturday that I was officially part of the family. That took me aback for a moment, but in a good way. I haven't felt like I belonged with another family in a very long time. The conclusion of the party drew so many kisses from people. I'm not used to that level of affection. I sound like a poorly socialized cat, but it's true. I think I probably kissed about half of the people in that room on the cheek in the span of about 30mins. My family isn't so overtly affectionate. Not usually anyway. I'm gonna have to get used to the little formalities. There is still much to learn, but I do know that I want to stay a part of Josh's family, forever.