X-Posted Cause I'm Lazy!!
As Nick is currently on his way here and will prolly call me in T minus 5 seconds, I must make this brief. Last night:
1.) Excellent food
2.) Near excellent company
3.) Drunkeness
4.) Being High
5.) "Oh SHIT, the police are coming!"
6.) "I don't know what it is..but when I see her with you, man, I just want to slap you both!"
7.) Upload pictures of this morning :)
I'll explain all in detail when I get back from ze High.
Edited on January 30th @ 6:59pm.
So, Nick is asleep on my couch. I feel like his Momma or something. I kept calling him from my room, and he didn't answer. Sos, I went to go see what the deal was, and I saw him sleeping on my couch. Of course, drool was coming outta his mouth. I wake him up somewhat, and ask if he wants a pillow and blanket. Nick's response? "sdfisjroijIFJOISJDOIiosdhf." I took that to mean "yes." The dear.
Anyway, the exhibit was pretty hot, I guess. Verrochio's David doesn't touch Michelangelo's. Not in the slightest. *sighs happily*
Now, for the goodness, last night...
1.) Excellent Food
Everyone seemed to like the lasagne that I prepared. :) This fact makes me extra happy. Steve was like, "Mel-i-ssa (you gotta break my name down; it's a thing we do when we see each other. Yeahh...anyway.), this lasagne is rockin'." I was glad that people were actually fighting for seconds. Hungry fuckers.
2.) Near Excellent Company
Uh...there were a few people that came to our potluck with nothing in hand. So basically they were eating for free. *shrugs* I got over it rather quick. We're all friendly people in this dorm, so whatever. Well, Bree was a little pissed off...Nah, not a little, a lot. She was completely furious now that I think about it. I didn't know what to tell her. With 15 or so people eating, it would be hard to get your own piece, and she didn't. I told her not to sweat it, really. Other than that...the company was great. Only Steve, Whitney, Chris, Catalina, and Vanessa left almost as soon as they were done with their food. The fucks. I still love em, though. I had my friends left, *laughs* they're mainly Vick's friends.
3.) Drunkeness
I definitely took three shots of Smirnoff back to back to back, in rapid succession, and I got so fucking drunk. Then I drank some screwdrivers and wine. Shawty, I was roayally fucked up. Simone (OH SHIT, that makes 19.) started to dance, and I was totally all up on her. Jesus. I get a headache just thinking about how I acted. Good thing I had all my friends there who cared about me..*smiles* They were all like, "Melissa, do you need some help?" I was stumbling all into their laps and such. Craziness abound.
4.) Being High
Okay, so..Quentin had a blunt and some folks wanted to smoke it. *sighs* At this point, a lot of us are pretty toasted (some more than others. Not that I'm talking about me.), and so I go into Bree's room with Quentin, Infinite, Nneka, Simone, and Bree. I'm sitting on the bed with Quentin, and Nneka comes and sits at his knee and starts to rub all over his face, talkin' 'bout some, "OX! IIIII LOOOOVEE YOUUU!" Now, it's already known that I have a problem with her being all over him when we're sober, when I'm drunk? Shawty, I can hardly stand it. I watch this shit go on for a minute and some change, then I stand up, and storm outta the room. I don't even bother to look back. I go out into the living room where everyone else is, and am like, "I'm not even gonna be the angry girlfriend, you know what I'm saying? Fuck this shit. FUCK THIS SHIT. I'm not gonna let it blow my high, feel me?" Then I go into my room, and Carlesha, Morgan, and Simone follow me and I tell them the deal. Then Simone is like, "Melissa, you know how Nneka gets..." I didn't want to hear it. So I go back into the room, and Nneka is STILL in his face, and he's, like, trying to move her away. I leave again. And just when I'm about to go and chew Ox out...
5.) "OH SHIT, The Police Are Coming"
My friend Brittany next door comes to our door and is like, "Ay ya'll, we just saw our ACA, and she said she smelt weed. Are ya'll smoking over here???? Cause she's going to get the police!" Okay, so Melissa gets a little paranoid. First of all, I shoulda known something was gonna happen after they're smoking the weed. They didn't close the bedroom door, no one opened the window, no one lit any incense...Idiot motherfuckers. So, everyone starts to clear out and whatnot; people leave and go back to their separate dorms and domiciles. I go into my room cause I thought it would be better if I stayed in the background, as high as I was. Sylvester and Elena clear up the mess, and avoid getting us all kicked outta the dorms. Quentin follows me in to the room, and we start to talk. I begin to bare my soul to him (YET AGAIN), and then say, quite abrubtly....
6.) "I Don't Know What It Is...But When I See Her With You, Man, I Want To Slap You Both!"
Yeah, I told him. When Nneka gets drunk, she gets really sexual, well, more than usual. I feel like she should have enough control over herself not to go rubbing all over MY goddamned man. Jesus. If she wanted to rub all over someone and tell them that they are loved by her, she coulda rubbed all over fucking Sylvester. NOT FUCKING QUENTIN!! It's like she uses being drunk and shit as an excuse to do whatever the fuck she feels like, and everytime I see her drunk, she gets on my nerves more and fucking more. I like her when she's sober, but when she's drunk? Jesus CHRIST. He starts to laugh and tells me that he doesn't want to be with anyone but me, and so on. I believe him, and he said, "Look, I just won't take it there with Nneka anymore. I won't even allow myself to get in a situation like that again." I feel comforted. I know Ox wants to be with me, it's not that I feel like Nneka is a threat...No no, that's not it. It's just...I'm tired of her rubbing all over what's mine, feel me? Am I being too territorial? But I'm saying, Would you like one of your better friends at college touching all over your guy? How would you react to this situation?
Ah, I shan't get worked up over it...No no, not tonight. Instead, enjoy these pictures, BIOTCH.
*shudders* I said, Biotch.
This is Bree's friend, Alaina. She's pretty cool; looks shy, but ain't.
I walked back into my apartment and saw them all sitting there like this. It made me happy that so many people would meet up in my dorm.
Just a view from ze top.
Definitely a picture taken when I was drunk.
Beautiful and Simone. Isn't Simone hot shit?
Lesha and Sly chilling out and eating and whatnot. I think Carlesha was asking Sly something when I snapped this shot.
Vick and the lovely lovely girl we all know as Whitney. This is pre-dinner. Everyone was hungry at this point
My would-be husband, Nick. *sighs* How much do I love this boy? And how sexy is he? JESUS
My favorite part of Nick, physically, anyway. His crotch. Although, I didn't get a good shot of it.
Quentin...how yum. I just love his eyebrows and eyelashes. *sighs happily*
Quentin and I in the morning. I was a little skeptical about this. Morning breath? No thanx.
I don't think he meant to look like that in this photo. Nor did I.
"I hope that you're the one/ If not/ You are the prototype"
Notice.
Edited on January 31st @ 3:17pm
Aight, so, word. Last night was fun as all get-out. Yeah, I said it. Anyway, my friends and I were all chilling here and whatever. Nick had left by this point in the night, and I was hoping to have a nice and easy night; nothing too fun, really. But I didn't mind! I wanted a quiet night, and instead I got the total opposite. Quentin called me from where he was spinning at last night, and was asking me to come out and chill with him. I wasn't too sure, but I told everyone else that was here that they were invited. Sooo, as it turned out, Bree, Nneka, and myself went out to this place called the SafeHouse. Right. First Team (Hot shit) was performing, and we watched them and whatnot. This spot wasn't too live, but...you know, whatever. After the show was over, Reca, Ox, Bree, Nneka, myself, and this cat called Cipha Kanni (although his real name is Bobby. I made a point to find that out.) crammed ourselves into Reca's small ass car. I yearn for my own car! I yearn for a license!
We went to this party thing hosted by the owners of More Dusty Than Digital, this really cool record store in Little Five Points. It seems like they have every hip-hop album ever made. Anyway, so we all walk up into this party that is simply the best party in Atlanta at that moment in time. It seemed like everybody was where they wanted to be; at least, I was. Bear in mind, it's about 3am by this point in time. Before I walked in, I heard the bass lines of a hip-hop song, and when I opened the door, I saw a huge room with the lights dimmed and dozens of bodies crowded and dancing. It was cool, cause in the back they had the "bar", and on one of the walls they were showing these skating videos. Quentin went to get me a drink (a damn good one, might I add.) and I lit a clove. A sistah was feeling prettty damn good. The hip-hop started to get loud, and I felt the beat in my body. I had to let it out, you know? So I did it. All night long. (I hear Lionel Ritchie now...)
I went upstairs to where the DJ was, and god...I swear I almost orgasmed in my pants. The equipment he had up there! Beautiful! *smiles* How yum. Anyway, so everyone stood around for a minute while a blunt was rolled and we totally chiefed it up back there. After awhile, Ox and I went downstairs to dance some more, and dance we did. Ahhh..He loves to move his body. Thank God, yo. So anyway, we chilled and had loads of fun at that spot, but Bree wanted to go, so Reca drove Cipha home, then dropped Ox and I off at his place, and then took Bree and Nneka back here. Reca is such a sweetie! I don't have a pic of him...*strokes chin* Sad cause the brotha has some pretty, gold, natural eyes.
Anyway..I'm tired. I've only just returned from Quentin's place, and I could use some sleep now as I didn't have any last night. And I'm trying to upload some damn pictures. Shit. :)
1.) Excellent food
2.) Near excellent company
3.) Drunkeness
4.) Being High
5.) "Oh SHIT, the police are coming!"
6.) "I don't know what it is..but when I see her with you, man, I just want to slap you both!"
7.) Upload pictures of this morning :)
I'll explain all in detail when I get back from ze High.
Edited on January 30th @ 6:59pm.
So, Nick is asleep on my couch. I feel like his Momma or something. I kept calling him from my room, and he didn't answer. Sos, I went to go see what the deal was, and I saw him sleeping on my couch. Of course, drool was coming outta his mouth. I wake him up somewhat, and ask if he wants a pillow and blanket. Nick's response? "sdfisjroijIFJOISJDOIiosdhf." I took that to mean "yes." The dear.
Anyway, the exhibit was pretty hot, I guess. Verrochio's David doesn't touch Michelangelo's. Not in the slightest. *sighs happily*
Now, for the goodness, last night...
1.) Excellent Food
Everyone seemed to like the lasagne that I prepared. :) This fact makes me extra happy. Steve was like, "Mel-i-ssa (you gotta break my name down; it's a thing we do when we see each other. Yeahh...anyway.), this lasagne is rockin'." I was glad that people were actually fighting for seconds. Hungry fuckers.
2.) Near Excellent Company
Uh...there were a few people that came to our potluck with nothing in hand. So basically they were eating for free. *shrugs* I got over it rather quick. We're all friendly people in this dorm, so whatever. Well, Bree was a little pissed off...Nah, not a little, a lot. She was completely furious now that I think about it. I didn't know what to tell her. With 15 or so people eating, it would be hard to get your own piece, and she didn't. I told her not to sweat it, really. Other than that...the company was great. Only Steve, Whitney, Chris, Catalina, and Vanessa left almost as soon as they were done with their food. The fucks. I still love em, though. I had my friends left, *laughs* they're mainly Vick's friends.
3.) Drunkeness
I definitely took three shots of Smirnoff back to back to back, in rapid succession, and I got so fucking drunk. Then I drank some screwdrivers and wine. Shawty, I was roayally fucked up. Simone (OH SHIT, that makes 19.) started to dance, and I was totally all up on her. Jesus. I get a headache just thinking about how I acted. Good thing I had all my friends there who cared about me..*smiles* They were all like, "Melissa, do you need some help?" I was stumbling all into their laps and such. Craziness abound.
4.) Being High
Okay, so..Quentin had a blunt and some folks wanted to smoke it. *sighs* At this point, a lot of us are pretty toasted (some more than others. Not that I'm talking about me.), and so I go into Bree's room with Quentin, Infinite, Nneka, Simone, and Bree. I'm sitting on the bed with Quentin, and Nneka comes and sits at his knee and starts to rub all over his face, talkin' 'bout some, "OX! IIIII LOOOOVEE YOUUU!" Now, it's already known that I have a problem with her being all over him when we're sober, when I'm drunk? Shawty, I can hardly stand it. I watch this shit go on for a minute and some change, then I stand up, and storm outta the room. I don't even bother to look back. I go out into the living room where everyone else is, and am like, "I'm not even gonna be the angry girlfriend, you know what I'm saying? Fuck this shit. FUCK THIS SHIT. I'm not gonna let it blow my high, feel me?" Then I go into my room, and Carlesha, Morgan, and Simone follow me and I tell them the deal. Then Simone is like, "Melissa, you know how Nneka gets..." I didn't want to hear it. So I go back into the room, and Nneka is STILL in his face, and he's, like, trying to move her away. I leave again. And just when I'm about to go and chew Ox out...
5.) "OH SHIT, The Police Are Coming"
My friend Brittany next door comes to our door and is like, "Ay ya'll, we just saw our ACA, and she said she smelt weed. Are ya'll smoking over here???? Cause she's going to get the police!" Okay, so Melissa gets a little paranoid. First of all, I shoulda known something was gonna happen after they're smoking the weed. They didn't close the bedroom door, no one opened the window, no one lit any incense...Idiot motherfuckers. So, everyone starts to clear out and whatnot; people leave and go back to their separate dorms and domiciles. I go into my room cause I thought it would be better if I stayed in the background, as high as I was. Sylvester and Elena clear up the mess, and avoid getting us all kicked outta the dorms. Quentin follows me in to the room, and we start to talk. I begin to bare my soul to him (YET AGAIN), and then say, quite abrubtly....
6.) "I Don't Know What It Is...But When I See Her With You, Man, I Want To Slap You Both!"
Yeah, I told him. When Nneka gets drunk, she gets really sexual, well, more than usual. I feel like she should have enough control over herself not to go rubbing all over MY goddamned man. Jesus. If she wanted to rub all over someone and tell them that they are loved by her, she coulda rubbed all over fucking Sylvester. NOT FUCKING QUENTIN!! It's like she uses being drunk and shit as an excuse to do whatever the fuck she feels like, and everytime I see her drunk, she gets on my nerves more and fucking more. I like her when she's sober, but when she's drunk? Jesus CHRIST. He starts to laugh and tells me that he doesn't want to be with anyone but me, and so on. I believe him, and he said, "Look, I just won't take it there with Nneka anymore. I won't even allow myself to get in a situation like that again." I feel comforted. I know Ox wants to be with me, it's not that I feel like Nneka is a threat...No no, that's not it. It's just...I'm tired of her rubbing all over what's mine, feel me? Am I being too territorial? But I'm saying, Would you like one of your better friends at college touching all over your guy? How would you react to this situation?
Ah, I shan't get worked up over it...No no, not tonight. Instead, enjoy these pictures, BIOTCH.
*shudders* I said, Biotch.
This is Bree's friend, Alaina. She's pretty cool; looks shy, but ain't.
I walked back into my apartment and saw them all sitting there like this. It made me happy that so many people would meet up in my dorm.
Just a view from ze top.
Definitely a picture taken when I was drunk.
Beautiful and Simone. Isn't Simone hot shit?
Lesha and Sly chilling out and eating and whatnot. I think Carlesha was asking Sly something when I snapped this shot.
Vick and the lovely lovely girl we all know as Whitney. This is pre-dinner. Everyone was hungry at this point
My would-be husband, Nick. *sighs* How much do I love this boy? And how sexy is he? JESUS
My favorite part of Nick, physically, anyway. His crotch. Although, I didn't get a good shot of it.
Quentin...how yum. I just love his eyebrows and eyelashes. *sighs happily*
Quentin and I in the morning. I was a little skeptical about this. Morning breath? No thanx.
I don't think he meant to look like that in this photo. Nor did I.
"I hope that you're the one/ If not/ You are the prototype"
Notice.
Edited on January 31st @ 3:17pm
Aight, so, word. Last night was fun as all get-out. Yeah, I said it. Anyway, my friends and I were all chilling here and whatever. Nick had left by this point in the night, and I was hoping to have a nice and easy night; nothing too fun, really. But I didn't mind! I wanted a quiet night, and instead I got the total opposite. Quentin called me from where he was spinning at last night, and was asking me to come out and chill with him. I wasn't too sure, but I told everyone else that was here that they were invited. Sooo, as it turned out, Bree, Nneka, and myself went out to this place called the SafeHouse. Right. First Team (Hot shit) was performing, and we watched them and whatnot. This spot wasn't too live, but...you know, whatever. After the show was over, Reca, Ox, Bree, Nneka, myself, and this cat called Cipha Kanni (although his real name is Bobby. I made a point to find that out.) crammed ourselves into Reca's small ass car. I yearn for my own car! I yearn for a license!
We went to this party thing hosted by the owners of More Dusty Than Digital, this really cool record store in Little Five Points. It seems like they have every hip-hop album ever made. Anyway, so we all walk up into this party that is simply the best party in Atlanta at that moment in time. It seemed like everybody was where they wanted to be; at least, I was. Bear in mind, it's about 3am by this point in time. Before I walked in, I heard the bass lines of a hip-hop song, and when I opened the door, I saw a huge room with the lights dimmed and dozens of bodies crowded and dancing. It was cool, cause in the back they had the "bar", and on one of the walls they were showing these skating videos. Quentin went to get me a drink (a damn good one, might I add.) and I lit a clove. A sistah was feeling prettty damn good. The hip-hop started to get loud, and I felt the beat in my body. I had to let it out, you know? So I did it. All night long. (I hear Lionel Ritchie now...)
I went upstairs to where the DJ was, and god...I swear I almost orgasmed in my pants. The equipment he had up there! Beautiful! *smiles* How yum. Anyway, so everyone stood around for a minute while a blunt was rolled and we totally chiefed it up back there. After awhile, Ox and I went downstairs to dance some more, and dance we did. Ahhh..He loves to move his body. Thank God, yo. So anyway, we chilled and had loads of fun at that spot, but Bree wanted to go, so Reca drove Cipha home, then dropped Ox and I off at his place, and then took Bree and Nneka back here. Reca is such a sweetie! I don't have a pic of him...*strokes chin* Sad cause the brotha has some pretty, gold, natural eyes.
Anyway..I'm tired. I've only just returned from Quentin's place, and I could use some sleep now as I didn't have any last night. And I'm trying to upload some damn pictures. Shit. :)