Have you ever felt so unbelievably embarrassed that you just want to curl up into a ball and DIE?
Yeah. That’s me right now.
Mãe and dad sat me down today after school and they… Oh God, how do I even write this?
They talked to me.
Oh. My. God. Most awkward moment of my life. Seriously. Ugh!
What was the point of that whole thing anyway? We own a TV. I go to High School. It’s not like I don’t know everything there is to know about that sort of thing anyway…
Not that I have any first-hand experience, of course.
And they seemed REALLY interested in finding out if I did. Ew. As if I would even tell them about it if I did! No freaking way.
Anyway, Dad seemed relieved when I said no, at least. Mãe almost looked skeptical. Seriously? What kind of girl does she think I am? Like Natalia Jager? Or like SHE was at my age?
They like to pretend that I don’t know, but I do. I mean, I read dad’s journal back when I was a kid. And maybe I didn’t understand at the time… But now I do. WAY too clearly. Ewwww!
Ugh. I try not to think about it too much (or, y’know, at ALL). And I’m trying not to judge mãe TOO harshly… I mean, she and dad kinda explained to me her take on things earlier. And I guess I can kind of understand where she’s coming from, a little.
Of course, they didn’t say it was ‘her take’ or anything, but I knew it was. Just like I knew the romantic, lovey-dovey point-of-view was dad’s. They’re so predictable.
But I guess the more I think about it, I think I’m kinda siding with dad on this one. I mean, I don’t even feel old enough or mature enough to… you know… with anyone yet. Not even Diego, no matter how much I love him. I’m just not ready.
And even if I was… Well, saving yourself for one person sounds nice. Maybe not all the way until MARRIAGE or anything, but… For a while. Maybe until you’re engaged or something? Or at least have been together for a couple years?
Guess I’m a romantic like dad.
I just hope Diego is too.