motha fuckin saturday and sunday: im blasted
damn so last night we spent the money for femme fatality on treasure.. booze and ciggarettes, and so we were looking for something close by to attend cos hollywood is far, we found this lil party in north fontana that shit was booty it was like a shitload of sixteen year olds like it was a typical highschool party, annoying kids moshing to annoying bands, we were bored so we just drank in toms car me al tom maricela and omar and i remember i was feeling good we went to this hotel this lil sleazy hotel and jessica(turtle) and Carl and other people were there, i passed out on the bed and in the morning i woke up with a bunch of shitty make up on and my nails painted, jenny painted me up like a french hooker, we bought sodas and shit then we chopped it up well me al and jenny mostly me and al though we were feeling really good and having all these intricate conversations and just sitting outside in th sun and shit, that shit was nice, Tom was a fuckin zombie all hungover and with a pounding headache cos htey played a drinking game.. carl cant hang with axrxm cos he lost hahah fag, tom won hes the king and shit, king of my weener, so it was tight in the hotel feeling good and peeping my hustler mag and smokin ciggs and talking with everyone we had a great time we even kept paying ten bucks to stay another hour, so finally we left and dropped off mari, then we went to fios house and practiced that shit was brutal cos me and al were getting tired fast and shit and Tom had a huge headache but it was ok, they tried to call me into work but i was like "this is my first day off in three weeks i have plans" yeah so after practice we came here to burn some cds i love my friends i had this tight pic on this but i know imma get shit for it so i took it off