Party (?)

I don’t remember any “memorable” party, I prefer doing something else but go to a party, but if I have to talk about it, I would say it was my second birthday, on my house, 19 years ago. I don’t remember it, but I have a VHS video and it was very cool, the people in there was happy, there was food, ice cream, chocolate, and the music of background was “cachureos”. My mom dress me with a very fancy dress, that I got dirty so quickly, and she like to put things on my hair that I throw away immediately. I do remember the feeling of have all my family together (and strangers, almost everybody) All my little friends was there (I’d hardly say “”chocolate” so I don’t know how I had so many friends) and I was in my blue motorcycle with my black glasses, nothing else really care. The followings years was similar, with different people, so many toys, I think was there when I star to take affection to things, toys in this case.

Well, I have to admit that it was nice, I don’t understand when the birthdays become so important to us, or parties. I think we must enjoy no matter the occasion. I don't know, livin' la vida loca. Bye!