PUNJAMA! punjama! PUNJAMA! punjama!
$14.50 is killin it son! summer season at the delta has offically started therefore goodbye social life and hello empire2. i feel more at ease at the hotel except for a hot but stupid lifegurad who thinks im new at my job. please, i think someone needs her fallopian tubes tied, and tight nonetheless. but besides that, e'reyting is just breezy. cha boy wilson and ma girl vera are both a part of the recreation famlay. which reminds me, saturday i finished my shift with vera and we walked abit downtown until the skies started to cry. my point is, dan! the freaking man promised me a hug next time we see eachother, annnnnnd get this, he holds me in high regards. (obviously he was just entertaining me, but sometimes a guy just needs to feel special and he did that for me.) anyways, afterwards vee's mom picked us up at good ol' kennedy station where there i sat with a bunch for of her parents friends. and of course the van went hysterical when they found out that i am filipino. i just love when that happens, ya know.
then after working five days straight at the delta HELLsea hotel, i decided to make monday my friday! mickster and ateash put together a small shindig with the ol' school homies. the place: montanas. six of us (me, mickster, ateash, gelz, half-kambal, charmz) downed a total of 9 pounds of wings and a platter of spinach dip. ateash ate most of it of course. amanda was working so she hooked us up big as always. she woundt be done slaving away until 12 so we told her to holler at 117 mickington ave. when she was done. but being amanda she was a no show. but we still loves ya!
so at the camu res, we got our party on out in the back. crackling wine for a bit of class was first to hit the glass. poured out some for our fallen homies mark and troy and then toasted in hopes of good health and prosperity. then came the brezzers and the ice. a couple of shots of sourz and then some vodka milk thing the kaye was in love with. i have to give it up to my girl gelz for being the most smashed babe out there. one love. the night ended with a four-way battle of mario kart: doubledash and mario tennis in mick's basement. so basically what im saying is sylvester kids got drunk without ron... holler at a baller
welcome to... Zanizbar!
then after working five days straight at the delta HELLsea hotel, i decided to make monday my friday! mickster and ateash put together a small shindig with the ol' school homies. the place: montanas. six of us (me, mickster, ateash, gelz, half-kambal, charmz) downed a total of 9 pounds of wings and a platter of spinach dip. ateash ate most of it of course. amanda was working so she hooked us up big as always. she woundt be done slaving away until 12 so we told her to holler at 117 mickington ave. when she was done. but being amanda she was a no show. but we still loves ya!
so at the camu res, we got our party on out in the back. crackling wine for a bit of class was first to hit the glass. poured out some for our fallen homies mark and troy and then toasted in hopes of good health and prosperity. then came the brezzers and the ice. a couple of shots of sourz and then some vodka milk thing the kaye was in love with. i have to give it up to my girl gelz for being the most smashed babe out there. one love. the night ended with a four-way battle of mario kart: doubledash and mario tennis in mick's basement. so basically what im saying is sylvester kids got drunk without ron... holler at a baller
welcome to... Zanizbar!