Time of Death 8:46PM

Blog No. 4: Time of Death 8:46 PM

There are only a handful of people who can talk about my love life: Me, and whomever I'm with. THAT'S IT!

Around this time, January 3rd, my matriarchal units, (mom and aunt), were giggling like school girls when I walk in the room. I was called in because I thought I was told to help decorate for my sister's baby shower. I should have ran right then and there.

You see, on New Years Day, I was dropped off by my best friend, Kaylah, and her boyfriend, Terry, after the party. Apparently, it was the first time they've ever saw them together. Apparently they did not like the match...

I've never have told anyone, and I mean anyone, about what happens in my love life. My mom and aunt are even more clueless about what was going on when I was at high school. You see, the only time I've ever mentioned anything about school it was academically related. They've only recently asked about my social life. The only person I remember ever mentioned was Kaylah. In their minds, they mustve linked that I had a crush on her... During the time she had another boyfriend...

Theyve done this a lot apparently. I've only truly hang out with female friends. The other person in my social circle they know by name was Angela, with which they also thought I had a crush on... And she also has a boyfriend, too...

Terry is an awesome friend. He's pretty much my source of asianness, which is saying something. Yet my matriarchal units pretty much slammed on him last night, saying that I was the one Kaylah shouldve chosen... Keep in mind I'm holding back on what they've actually said... And they don't realize that I'm single for a reason. MY reason. The reason I've never disclosed to anyone.

It couldn't really get anymore awkward than that...

Until I told them they lived together. Then that conversation lead to questions with sexual connotations about them, which lead to questions with sexual connotations about me...

I think I just died again.