Oh, my...

Last night was INSANE. I don't even know what was happening, to tell you the truth. B/t the dudes I almost killed, and Dylan REPEATEDLY trying to take my shirt off... Jesus lawd, that's a determined ass dude haha.

NO YOU CANNOT SEE MY BOOBS, ESP IN A BAR.....

Such a drunkard... I was @ Steven's house twice prior to leaving, so I don't remember much of getting there, etc.. Burgh was there... BJ.. Random people.. Some I knew, some I didn't, some who tried to convince me I did. If I don't remember, I guess that makes you HIGHLY IRRELEVANT TO MY LIFE, HM!?!? Catch a clue for a 1000, dude... Damn...

And on top of all that, due to the "is there someone @ the door" drama, I ended up going late as a bitttt cuz I was gonna wait for Nicky, but then she wasn't going, but then she WAS after the fact... etc etc... Tiring, is what it was. Nicky, you COULD'VE and SHOULD'VE gone.. Well, except the drama factor but you're used to that... Next time, I guess we can all put the ADULT suits on and not be afraid to arrive/walk into a bar alone.. What the fuck... Are we gonna hold hands on the way in, too??? lol

Jeeeeeeeez. I got the first hit and hug after midnight, yay! Then Brandi and Lauren got all dramatic as they left, stomping out of areas w/ bitchy lil repartees lol..

When I got back here I was like, bet, that nigga's gonna call me @ random here soon.. And he did, 3 times even, but I had the phone on silent.. Yes, I called him back...

OMFG, I want some McDs breakfast like it's fuckin' COOL... I'm strrrrrrrraight up about to go.. Mm..

Either way, I'm still kinda tired/cold, so I'm oooouuuutttttt....