Christy Something
Ok it takes me forever to update so I'm just going to get this over with. We went to One of Pilar's friend's Christy something one Saturday or w/e. I was dressed in my Homecoming dress and so was Yasmin. Pilar was dresses in this white, umm was it crocheted or lacy, one of two, long ago, dress. She also had a lace shawl over it that was very expensive, and her mom's. Natalia looked so OC in her like brown and black velveteen dress with several of the long large balled (hehe) necklaces (you know what I'm talking about) on a gold chain. She cut her hair that day too. Sean was there in like a normal suit. First thing that sticks into my mind was the chocolate fountain. Mmmmmmmmm. It was so good. They had strawberries, pineapple, marshmallows, some other fruits i didn't care about, and these slices of RiceKrispies on a stick. I need to buy one of those. It was windy and the chocolate was blowing around. I remember getting chocolate on Pilar's shawl with my plate (which I was apparently the only one using one) and she got another spot of chocolate on it somehow, probably caused by me too somehow :D. Natalia was going around showing off Sean to all her friends like he's a french poodle at a dog show, me and Yasmin felt a little left out, Pilar stuck with us, and then Gloria was there on the side looking at her little swirly light thingy. "It entertains me" ummmmm it annoys me. We were walking around alot. The little St.B crew, or at least some of it, was sitting in front of the pool on a bench some of the time. Well me and Pilar were sitting, because had these like killer white shoes on with practically a four-inch stiletto heel. We switched shoes at the end, and I felt like I was going to break them because of the thinness of the heel. I'm used to chunky heels. There wasn't much dancing happening. I only got like 10 good minutes of dancing in. Then I stood around and swayed for the rest. OOO I totally ate it too. There was like a mini fire on one of the dried up plants at Venetian Pool (that's where it took place - LOL I haven't mentioned that until now LOL) and I went to get some water, but when I came back, I forgot the number of steps There were and I missed one, putting my other foot in between two of the steps, putting me in an awkward position and therefore making me eat it. I was shocked at first, because I was like, "That was so sudden", and then I realized I'm on the floor with my skirt riding up and that I should probably get up before I show anybody the color of my panties, which I think was gray.
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Anyways, the most of the night was spent playing salsa music and meringue with reggaton. Natalia was forcing Sean to dance and Yasmin was going along with it, while I don't dance to reggaton or salsa. You get that enough in every other place in Miami, so me and Pilar decided to sit down for a while. I felt so bad for the quince girl. Nobody was dancing with her, and she looked out of place (not only because of the dress). When we were at the island, the camera guy was following her and people were dancing behind her, and she had to grab a guy passing her to dance with, but then gave up on it and left, because obviously wanted to be in the clique behind her. Then when They were playing salsa over there in the main part she am and going us and Pilar and her friend had their backs to her, I don't think they noticed but I still felt bad. It was her party! I mean c'mon I don't even remember the girl's name and I payed attention to her. There was a Ricky Martin look alike at the party. That's when I ate. Everyone was trying to see this guy there and the fire happened. God forbid that no one notice because there is a guy with gay hair in a black t-shirt in front of them. We didn't have a piece of cake, because everyone took it all. We didn't even eat. We ate like little snacks and quiches that were on the hors d'oevoirs table. You could tell the people that weren't from Carrollton there because they didn't have shoes on while they're dancing. I was going to take them off, but since everyone else had them on, and I wasn't really dancing, I didn't. Nothing much happened other than all of that. Ummm, I took a Christian Castro poster home for my mom, but she ended up throwing them away. That was it.
~random mood~
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Anyways, the most of the night was spent playing salsa music and meringue with reggaton. Natalia was forcing Sean to dance and Yasmin was going along with it, while I don't dance to reggaton or salsa. You get that enough in every other place in Miami, so me and Pilar decided to sit down for a while. I felt so bad for the quince girl. Nobody was dancing with her, and she looked out of place (not only because of the dress). When we were at the island, the camera guy was following her and people were dancing behind her, and she had to grab a guy passing her to dance with, but then gave up on it and left, because obviously wanted to be in the clique behind her. Then when They were playing salsa over there in the main part she am and going us and Pilar and her friend had their backs to her, I don't think they noticed but I still felt bad. It was her party! I mean c'mon I don't even remember the girl's name and I payed attention to her. There was a Ricky Martin look alike at the party. That's when I ate. Everyone was trying to see this guy there and the fire happened. God forbid that no one notice because there is a guy with gay hair in a black t-shirt in front of them. We didn't have a piece of cake, because everyone took it all. We didn't even eat. We ate like little snacks and quiches that were on the hors d'oevoirs table. You could tell the people that weren't from Carrollton there because they didn't have shoes on while they're dancing. I was going to take them off, but since everyone else had them on, and I wasn't really dancing, I didn't. Nothing much happened other than all of that. Ummm, I took a Christian Castro poster home for my mom, but she ended up throwing them away. That was it.
~random mood~