i forgot to recap my weekend!
started out miserable, ended up fantastic!
friday :
i skipped school cause i was down in the dumps. got a manicure and pedicure with my mom and ate burgers.
i went to the usual pyt spot with cat, natalie, and glen. cat, as usual, lagged by calling me up at 10 30 pm begging me to come with natalie and i. she made us lag an extra hour, meaning it was 12 40 bythe time we got there.
glen was so drunk when i picked him up, so funny. cat charged a drink to my card and didnt tell me, and we had to leave pyt early cause the girls were bitching. pissed me off.
drove nat and cat to jack in the box off winnetka where they proceeded to eat and spill shit all over my fucking car. cat didnt even throw her trash away. im so done with that girl sometimes.
Saturday:
was still down in the dumps,so i went to jamies house for some coffee and hugs. i burst into tears in the car. weird.
there was a bunch of shit going on that night that i wanted to do, and the only other person who was down was ren, my totally awesome and good friend, black-metal ren. i met him in downtown at the fashion loft. he picked me up and we went to the sticker party off olive. it was lame and almost over, and they were still charging at the door, so we bounced to another party id heard of off jesse street and imperial, the same venue where my birthday party/ tik tok was. i had forgotten whos party it was, so it turned out to be create fixate-- an over priced, mediocre art show. we bounced.
went to the explex to see surkin. we got backstage, ren filmed, and i drank free beer. i danced a bit on stage and gave ren some direction tips. we got bored (same fucking electro shit every fucking day) and went up stairs to the echo to meet lil natalie and v-lad. couldnt find them. stayed for a minute to listen to some pretty cool dub step. bounced.
on our way to the car, at this huge venue next door where sneaker pimps was 3 years ago, there were a bunch of interesting looking people. we walk in. look around. seems cool. there was a catwalk in the center of the floor. i reminisce of bizmarkey (spell?) djing at sneaker pimps 3 years ago. weird, fond memories.
we notice a curtain that people keep walking in and out of. we go behind it. low and behold there is patrick. YAY! im wasted by this time. he loves me when im drunk. we hug and talk, and ren talks to his hot home girl friend about their similar tattoos. turns out the both used to be squatters. the girl, katie, offers me an internship. one of her other interns goes to my school and was standing right next to me. she was wearing the michael kors shoes i wanted forever. ren looks bored, so we bounce.
its 4 am by this time. we got to rens house to exchange his car with a minivan that eh rented to use to pick up some screen printing equipment from stockton. he drives me back to my car in dtla, i go home. drunk, stoned, and satisfied.
SUNDAY:
my baby boo and savior natalie came to visit me at my house for the first time. we went to whole foods and got lunch and discussed stuffs. man i love that woman. so much common sense and good advice. she made me feel better. jamie came over after and we geeked out on you tube for a while and smoked herb. natalie left to pick up v-lad, and jamie and i went to paiuma to watch the sunset.
it was nice.
friday :
i skipped school cause i was down in the dumps. got a manicure and pedicure with my mom and ate burgers.
i went to the usual pyt spot with cat, natalie, and glen. cat, as usual, lagged by calling me up at 10 30 pm begging me to come with natalie and i. she made us lag an extra hour, meaning it was 12 40 bythe time we got there.
glen was so drunk when i picked him up, so funny. cat charged a drink to my card and didnt tell me, and we had to leave pyt early cause the girls were bitching. pissed me off.
drove nat and cat to jack in the box off winnetka where they proceeded to eat and spill shit all over my fucking car. cat didnt even throw her trash away. im so done with that girl sometimes.
Saturday:
was still down in the dumps,so i went to jamies house for some coffee and hugs. i burst into tears in the car. weird.
there was a bunch of shit going on that night that i wanted to do, and the only other person who was down was ren, my totally awesome and good friend, black-metal ren. i met him in downtown at the fashion loft. he picked me up and we went to the sticker party off olive. it was lame and almost over, and they were still charging at the door, so we bounced to another party id heard of off jesse street and imperial, the same venue where my birthday party/ tik tok was. i had forgotten whos party it was, so it turned out to be create fixate-- an over priced, mediocre art show. we bounced.
went to the explex to see surkin. we got backstage, ren filmed, and i drank free beer. i danced a bit on stage and gave ren some direction tips. we got bored (same fucking electro shit every fucking day) and went up stairs to the echo to meet lil natalie and v-lad. couldnt find them. stayed for a minute to listen to some pretty cool dub step. bounced.
on our way to the car, at this huge venue next door where sneaker pimps was 3 years ago, there were a bunch of interesting looking people. we walk in. look around. seems cool. there was a catwalk in the center of the floor. i reminisce of bizmarkey (spell?) djing at sneaker pimps 3 years ago. weird, fond memories.
we notice a curtain that people keep walking in and out of. we go behind it. low and behold there is patrick. YAY! im wasted by this time. he loves me when im drunk. we hug and talk, and ren talks to his hot home girl friend about their similar tattoos. turns out the both used to be squatters. the girl, katie, offers me an internship. one of her other interns goes to my school and was standing right next to me. she was wearing the michael kors shoes i wanted forever. ren looks bored, so we bounce.
its 4 am by this time. we got to rens house to exchange his car with a minivan that eh rented to use to pick up some screen printing equipment from stockton. he drives me back to my car in dtla, i go home. drunk, stoned, and satisfied.
SUNDAY:
my baby boo and savior natalie came to visit me at my house for the first time. we went to whole foods and got lunch and discussed stuffs. man i love that woman. so much common sense and good advice. she made me feel better. jamie came over after and we geeked out on you tube for a while and smoked herb. natalie left to pick up v-lad, and jamie and i went to paiuma to watch the sunset.
it was nice.