i attended my first quinceañera today. i've had mexican friends ever since i was little but no one ever mentioned quinceañeras until i was in college or so. i guess maybe because when i was around that age my best friends were asian. so it's like, what the fuck is that shit, a wedding for kids? well, kinda, sorta. it's just a very elaborate party for celebrating a coming of age and the whoopty-dos that they do is as much of a big deal as a wedding. plus there is a mass and maids of honor type shit and best man type shit and dance with the father type shit that it really is like a wedding. it's completely insane. luckily, this one i went to wasn't completely insane. but it did have a touch of ghetto to it, which is nice. so now i get to say i that i've been to a ghetto quinceañera. you know, a reception hall with broken windows and taking your picture at a park in east la. nice! i've been up all day 'cos i helped out videotaping and taking some pictures. i'm freakin' tired. and those fuckers are still there partying! i'm a wimp and left early.