Atonement

Well, I guess the title is self- explanatory. Holy week is starting this Sunday. As some of you already know I was invited to spend a few days in a beach house in Rincon with some co- workers and I'm going. Freedom at last. My poor jincho legs will blind everyone as they reflect the sun's light as a mirror. It will be the first time my legs see light in almost a year. (Sad, very sad) When I asked my dad I f I could go he said and I quote "Para que me pides permiso, si ya tu eres grandecita." And the heavens opened up and the angels sang harmoniously "Aleluya". So I'm going to the beach house on Friday 7th then coming back Saturday in the late afternoon so that I can be with my folks on Sunday (and they don't feel the need to pray for my corrupted soul once again. I figure that they at least one day free of having to pray for my poor lost soul) but I'm still not decided about when I'm coming home or not. Right now just thinking about going to the mass and then quickly returning to the beach house. I'll keep you posted depends on how freaked out my mom gets. (It figures that once I get the social life she has been saying for me to get since I was old enough, she doesn't want me to have one now. Mothers are more confusing than men.)
On Friday I had to go to a meeting and afterwards we went to eat to Chili's after much debate. Then I didn't want to go home so I went to "La Casita" with the group. I will confess now that I did kinda dance reggueton. I know and I am sorry. This will be the only sin I will confess to my priest on Sunday, my other sins would not be "apto para mentes puras," and if you really know me well you get my drift. I only drank a beer so no I was not drunk when I was kinda dancing (I still don't think that what I did constituted dancing.) Apparently my moving to the beat of the music caused psychological trauma to someone and he called me upon it. I left early anyways. I was really tired and not in the mood to keep looking at Weezer (who was the one that commented on my betraying my rock soul.) It was either move or get drunk... and I didn't want a hangover. I will be doing enough drinking this weekend. Promise not to do anything too stupid as drink and drive. You guys know me. We'll probably be in the house much of the time anyways.
No guys will be there either, I think. If Weezer stays, which I have been told is very highly improbable because his "mate" will not be there, I plan on coming home early or not drinking at all. (I might do something drastic.) Any suggestions?????