Friday; "Is that the Asian guy from the Neptunes?"

Actually this post could start on Thurs night, b/c that's when I got into town/Derby Run, but I was only there for like an hour, chillin' w/ Lauren, Reva, and Brandi.. CHILLINNNN... And SOMEONE drove past us straight blarin' KMK - Fire It Up. I was like, "That was MOST DEFINITELY KOTTONMOUTH." and it sure was.. Worrrrd.

We bullshitted for a hot minute, and I almost KILLED Lauren's high ass talkin' about how stupid the kids are. I showed them all this homework paper Sabrina did for me like the day before.. INSANE, how slow she is... But I'll get to that on SUNDAY.

After that, I left and went to say HEYYYY to SHAYYYY but she was asleep..

James, however, was defffff not.

But ANYWAY... Friday was spent running around inbetween clothing stores, and Halloween stores. DEF went to 3 in Virginia Beach lol. One being the big one b/t Lynnhaven and King's Grant, where I realized that me and the Cat in the Hat go way back, haha. We saw him when we were walking up, and then as we were looking around in the store, I heard my name being called. It was the CitH! ACTUALLY, it was DINO!!! I thought that was awesome.. As we were chatting it up, a very familiar face goes to walk past us.. I was like, "Well, hell. Is that Chad Hugo? It most certainly is."... That was cool.. He was w/ his family I guess looking for costumes.

Gotta love them VA musicians.. So glad we're known for something haha.

Anyway, I got a pretty good idea (or two, really) about what I want to do for Halloween, so that's cool.. I spent a good amount of that day bs'n, waiting for the "bachelorette party" to go down. I put it in quotes b/c party is the LAST thing we did. There was sooooooo much drama over the dumbest shit, I was astounded. First the Peabody's thing (killll me please), which I pretty much caused inadvertently. Steph decided @ the last minute she wanted to go, and the only pants I had w/ me were for the wedding, which I most def wasn't fucking up @ that wack ass club. Good thing I didn't, b/c I got them too big and had to exchange them the day after the wedding. I would've been out back had I gone in them. REALLY, I'd rather have been w/ the guys, buuuut w/e.

After alla THAT, they decided to get her a stripper. We knew dammmnnnn well the guys were getting one (ended up being TWO BUSTED ASS ONES) so Grace was like, "I'm tryna see some twig 'n berries" so we went about getting that organized. And by WE, I def mean THEM cuz as soon as the name "Peabody's" came into play, my whole mood went down south. I kept my disdain to myself in front of Steph b/c it was supposed to be about HER, not me, so w/.e But now that she's a married woman: GET OVER PEABODY'S, PEOPLE. PLEASE. SHOOT YOURSELF, OR JOIN THE NAVY. ONE OR THE OTHER.

It's not like it's the worst club in America, but the crowd it typically caters to makes are a bunch of fucking similar-outfitted retards trying to look cool in their "stunna shades", as if Iiii give a fuck.

W/e, diff strokes for diff folks, right?? Just don't everrr, no matter who you are, ask me to go there and expect an immediate yes. There HAS to be something else, let's sit and talk about that for awhile haha.. It's not like back in the day, so it's wack.

Juuuuuust like the RACES, which some of ya'll can't seem to remove your grubby little hands from. Haha. It's awesome to see mad people you know for free, but some of the "newer" people out there are just so damn ANNOYING.. How do you do it!?! Please, let me know. Everytime I'm out there, I want to slap someone in their face.

BUT ANYWAY, b/c we didn't go there on Fri..

There was a bunch of drama over whether or not a parental unit should be allowed @ the bachelor party, which is where shit really went south. Quickly. Don't even want to get into specifics, but damn, I thought some clothes were about to be returned instead of worn the next day. Like a maaaaafaka..

Even before THAT, there was drama thanks to Jay's evil fucking step-mom, who I will MOST DEEEEEEEEEEEFFFFFFF BE PUNCHING D E A D I N H E R G R I L L IF I EEEEEEEEEEEEEVER SEE HER AGAIN.

TALK SOME MORE SHIT TO LAUREN, BITCH. OMFGAAAAAAD NO ONE EVER TELLS ME SHIT UNTIL PEOPLE LEAVE. And then she left the next day before I heard some MORE shit she said. Rude fucking CUNT, and a ugly bitch to boot! Worst-dressed @ the wedding, most greasy hair and face, least amount of teeth. All awards belonging to her. Raggedy BITCH. LJSDNHGF;LKSDNHGLJKDSNH;GLKH

WHATEVER.

By night's end, I was on the phone re-telling the tales of horror, while the girls were going Wii-crazy @ Grace's house. I didn't play, but that is where I finally passed out.

OMFG THIS STUPID BITCH IS NEXT TO ME ANNOYING THE FUCK OUTTA ME. REALLY, B/C IT'S DEFFFFFF PAST HER BEDTIME NOW, BUT B/C MOMMY CAME HOME EARLY, I'M STUCK W/ HER.

GREAT THANKS PREESH I LOVE THAT.

GOODBYE. FUCK A BLOG, I'M LOSING MY MIND.

OFF TO THE WOODS I GO.