okay...this past weekend, i hit vegas for my bachelorette party...i would like to also acknowledge that everything i'm about to talk about NEVER really happened...everything i'm about to say is a complete fabrication of the events on this trip...so on that note, in order to protect all parties, names will be changed in order to protect the innocent...so instead of using my friends names who did or "did not" go on this trip, i will give them stripper names...so here are the names: Destiny, Candy, Diamond, Savannah, Trinity, Cherry, Angel, Raven, Crystal, Roxy, Houston, Porshe.
okay...so i'll start from the beginning...
so my maid of honor, let's call her "Destiny" sends out an email with regards to our itinerary for the trip:
Hi everyone,
I think I might be missing some people, so could you forward to people I might've missed...
So here's the itinerary for this upcoming weekend:
Friday:
10 pm: American Storm strip show. Bring dollar bills!!! I'm assuming everyone will make it to Vegas by at least 10 pm, and if you will not you have to let me know. Tix are $55 each and I need to buy them in advance, so PLEASE let me know.
Midnight: Tao. "Candy" has already put us on the list. If you don't make it by 10 pm, I'll leave a room key at the desk so you can at least meet up with us at the club.
The color theme for tonight is pink.
Saturday:
11 am: Brunch at Bellagio.
1-4 pm: Pool, shopping, spa, gambling, whatever you want to do - it's your own free time. Everything else is mandatory for everyone to go to.
4-7 pm: Getting ready, pre-drinking.
7-9 pm: Dinner at Bouchon at Venetian. Be prepared to pay for whatever you ordered and we'll split Lo's meal.
9 pm - people get tired: Limo taxi to XS nightclub
Color theme is black and Lo wears white. We'll also have some games for Lo to play throughout the night.
Sunday:
11 am: Check out and pho.
I will be purchasing 2 big bottles of Grey Goose from CostCo with cranberry juice, soda water, and red bull - I'll add it to the room charges. Let me know if there's anything else you would like.
I think that's about it - "Candy" and "Diamond", let me know if I've missed anything. Should be fun! Looking forward to seeing everyone this Friday!
"Destiny"
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so based on the itinerary, i was definitely looking forward to the trip...it was very well thought out and planned...
so friday morning, i hit portals to grab some cheese and guava rolls for the trip and my fiance, let's call him "V", drops me off at my mom's house...my sisters and two friends are already there waiting for me...
we jump into the car and Destiny drives us to Vegas...from Glendale, we get to Vegas in record time...seriously took us only 3 1/2 hours...i was like..this is a great beginning to my bachelorette party...we check in at 3 pm and walk into our venetian suite where we had gotten adjoining suites.
we immediately throw crap loads of ice into one of the bathtubs in order to get keep our drinks cold and then we lounge around and wait for the rest of the other girls to show up...
around 7ish pm, i get a call from Diamond letting me know her flight has been delayed and she may not make it to the strip joint and if i could try to sell her ticket to one of the other girls...i informed her that everyone had prepaid their tix so that would be impossible...she tells me she'll try to make it on time...
around 8ish...no one has arrived yet and we had to leave at 9 pm to make it to American Storm...half of the girls informed me they were on their way and was almost there...two other girls were still flying in...i'm beginning to freak out cause i begin to get my women issues so i began pmsing and stressing out about people not being here....
Diamond manages to arrive around 9ish pm and forgot my veil... she later manages to save the day when she hits frederick's of hollywood and manages to macgyver a veil thong into my pretty little head piece....
....okay...and this is where i need to end my bachelorette party story...or at least give a very concise version of our trip...
so basically, i ended up wearing a veil thong [unknowingly] for my bachelorette party...some ladies get really trashed...one girl goes out of commission for most of the trip cause she thought it was a great idea to start hitting the bottle at 3 pm on friday...one girl gets found in our bathroom with her panties around her ankles and needs to get carried back to bed [i know...that's not as exciting as finding a tiger in the bathroom]...one bachelorette got pulled on stage at a strip show and basically got molested to the amusement of her friends...one girl is busy flirting with our fifty-year-old taxi cab driver named manfred who btw is married...cougars were on the pounce...men get manhandled...we get VIP treatment at TAO and XS...we hit the bellagio buffet which is obviously a bad idea when you're hungover...we learned that mixing champagne, wine, a bj shot, patron, vodka shots, absinthe in the course of 2 hours is not the best thing to do...and somehow, we all made it back to LA in one piece....oh yeah...no names to be mentioned, but one bachelorette got several marriage proposals...too bad they weren't indecent proposals cause she would obviously have been all over it....i kid...
oh yeah...so while all this partying is going on, my gf informs me on friday nite that my fiance is puking at his bachelor party...so i immediately call the boys in charge of his bachelor party and threaten them...i basically told them that if my fiance got hurt in any way, shape, or form, they would be dead to me...apparently, some people [aka my fiance] can't handle LA...
so i guess that's basically it...it was the best bachelorette party like ever...i got a chance to reconnect with my gfs...we got to talk about boys, life, and douchebags...it was great...now i'm totally looking forward to my bridal shower...xoxo....
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
4th of july weekend and the greatest day ever
i spent last weekend watching the hangover on friday and my review on that movie...i loved it. saturday was spent watching transformers...my review on that movie...it was fucking stupid...i swear, an hour into it, i fell asleep and when i woke up in the movie theater, i was damn pissed it was not over...i fucking hate it when that happens...like a movie bores me to the point where i'm totally taking a nap in the theater and then i wake up, and it's still ongoing for like another hour...i would have to vote megan fox as like the worst actress of our times...she's hawt but her acting is soo bad, she begins to get really annoying...all she basically does is talk in this little baby wannabe marilyn monroe out of breath voice and then it gets old...like really quick...so anyway, after an hour into the movie, i knocked out cause there's only so many transformers or robot things transforming into hot girls or cars that i can take and then i wake up to stupid megan fox crying cause shia is like asleep or something and she's like..."i love u. i love u." and i'm like, okay...and of course i think he wakes up and more transformer shit happens and then the movie ends...i was like...was there even a fucking storyline for this movie? did anyone even die? so yeah...i wish i could get my money back or at least the 3 hours i spent watching that stupid movie...
also, saturday was spent having bbq at my mom's house and then coming home and working on more wedding stuff...
sunday was spent being overly productive...i got thai food with my fiance, my sister "L" and her bf "M"...we then hit ikea to get a dresser...i wanted to get the $39.99 dresser and my fiance wanted to get the $299.99 dresser...i was like, there's no way in hell we're paying close to $300 for a dresser at ikea so i can have a drawer to throw my granny panties in...HELLO, we're not all bougeouis [shit, i can't spell that word]...so we spend like half an hour debating which dresser to get and of course, i end up getting my way at the end and we got the cheaper dresser...got home and my fiance puts the dresser together with his shirt off...i wanted to take pics of him putting the dresser together so i can post it on facebook but he was against the idea...anyway, while putting this dresser together, i assisted by handing him nails and wondered why we couldn't get a contractor for this...putting furniture together is like boring as hell...
after like an hour, we get our new fancy dresser...the dresser had like 2 big drawers and 1 small drawer...i took the two big drawers and gave my fiance the one small drawer...what can i say? i'm a giver...
we then get ready to go to catch death cab for cutie at the hollywood bowl...i spend an hour attempting to give myself the hilary duff/rachel bilson look that i found on youtube...and i just end up looking like a stupid hoe...but whatever...i wear my new white skinny zipper jeans that i just got at madewell and my new pair of gladiator sandals my fiance got me...i looked very tres chic and by tres chic...a stupid hoe...damn that make-up...so i'm trying to talk my fiance into paying for make-up classes for me cause apparently, i'm really bad at it...apparently, he doesn't think spending $3K for a week of make-up classes is such a fabulous idea...he's prolly right cause like most of my hobbies, i'm into it for like a week and then get bored...
okay...back to the concert...so we hit the concert and some band called the pornographers come on...they SUCKED...and then tegan and sara comes on and i guess they're some lesbian sister group...they were okay....and then death cab for cutie comes on and they're FUCKING AMAZING!!!! i crazy love them...i actually saw them at the wiltern like five years ago...while watching the show, i ate a vietnamese french sandwich and my friend K gave me a frozen bottled water which was nuts cause i would basically have to wait every 15 minutes for some water to defrost so i can take like one sip...i was uberly upset about that...i look at my fiance and i'm like..."I NEED A DRINK"...and he like ignores me...it's great...so he attempts to warm the frozen bottle between his legs and i'm going nuts cause i'm dehydrated from the sandwich and from the salty prosciutto and salami that i had wolfed down earlier...okay...so back to the concert...the concert ends with fireworks...i swear, it was uber fab...
so after the concert, we start to leave and it was fucking nuts...i swear, u would think it'd be more orderly...but somehow, i managed to almost get into an insane fight...so anyway, i'm walking downhill and some stupid bitch pushes against me...i turn around and i'm like, "stop being a stupid bitch...don't fucking push against me." the stupid bitch is then, "i'm sorry...everyone is bumping against me." i'm like, "what fucking people? the only fucking person pushing u is your stupid boyfriend. why are u being such a fucking douche? u don't fucking see me pushing people in front of me so why u have to do that?" i then give her the dirtiest stare i could muster...my fiance gets kinda worried cause this girl is like much taller than me and her bf is also super tall too and can prolly kick my ass real easily but i wasn't gonna back down...other people are now kinda staring at us but i'm too pissed and annoyed to care...her bf then says, "we're sorry...we didn't mean to." and i'm like, "don't fucking even talk to me...ur a fucking ASSHOLE and she's a total bitch." the girl then says, "yeah...i'm really sorry." i just turn around, ignore her, and then i proceed to walk off...honestly, i know they were prolly drunk and being stupid but i'm not gonna tolerate that kind of behavior...honestly, i was surprised they just didn't call me a bitch cause they could have easily kicked my ass...it would prolly take them like 2 seconds...unless of course my fiance steps in and then they could prolly beat us up real good in like 10 seconds...but anyway, so we end up shuttling back to the LA zoo and finally get home like an hour after the concert...i swear, that's prolly one of the reasons why i hate going to concerts...i get anxiety being around all those people...
so today is now tuesday...MJ's memorial was on television today...when his daughter paris spoke, totally made me wanna cry....
oh yeah...today is like the greatest day ever...i got an 8 piece chicken mcnuggets at mcDonalds and a small fries for lunch and my make-up brushes and 88 make up palette arrived...i'm beyond excited...i am one step closer to looking like a chola for my wedding...it's gonna be off the hook...
i will be spending this evening cooking pork chops for dinner and prolly working on more wedding stuff...xoxo.
also, saturday was spent having bbq at my mom's house and then coming home and working on more wedding stuff...
sunday was spent being overly productive...i got thai food with my fiance, my sister "L" and her bf "M"...we then hit ikea to get a dresser...i wanted to get the $39.99 dresser and my fiance wanted to get the $299.99 dresser...i was like, there's no way in hell we're paying close to $300 for a dresser at ikea so i can have a drawer to throw my granny panties in...HELLO, we're not all bougeouis [shit, i can't spell that word]...so we spend like half an hour debating which dresser to get and of course, i end up getting my way at the end and we got the cheaper dresser...got home and my fiance puts the dresser together with his shirt off...i wanted to take pics of him putting the dresser together so i can post it on facebook but he was against the idea...anyway, while putting this dresser together, i assisted by handing him nails and wondered why we couldn't get a contractor for this...putting furniture together is like boring as hell...
after like an hour, we get our new fancy dresser...the dresser had like 2 big drawers and 1 small drawer...i took the two big drawers and gave my fiance the one small drawer...what can i say? i'm a giver...
we then get ready to go to catch death cab for cutie at the hollywood bowl...i spend an hour attempting to give myself the hilary duff/rachel bilson look that i found on youtube...and i just end up looking like a stupid hoe...but whatever...i wear my new white skinny zipper jeans that i just got at madewell and my new pair of gladiator sandals my fiance got me...i looked very tres chic and by tres chic...a stupid hoe...damn that make-up...so i'm trying to talk my fiance into paying for make-up classes for me cause apparently, i'm really bad at it...apparently, he doesn't think spending $3K for a week of make-up classes is such a fabulous idea...he's prolly right cause like most of my hobbies, i'm into it for like a week and then get bored...
okay...back to the concert...so we hit the concert and some band called the pornographers come on...they SUCKED...and then tegan and sara comes on and i guess they're some lesbian sister group...they were okay....and then death cab for cutie comes on and they're FUCKING AMAZING!!!! i crazy love them...i actually saw them at the wiltern like five years ago...while watching the show, i ate a vietnamese french sandwich and my friend K gave me a frozen bottled water which was nuts cause i would basically have to wait every 15 minutes for some water to defrost so i can take like one sip...i was uberly upset about that...i look at my fiance and i'm like..."I NEED A DRINK"...and he like ignores me...it's great...so he attempts to warm the frozen bottle between his legs and i'm going nuts cause i'm dehydrated from the sandwich and from the salty prosciutto and salami that i had wolfed down earlier...okay...so back to the concert...the concert ends with fireworks...i swear, it was uber fab...
so after the concert, we start to leave and it was fucking nuts...i swear, u would think it'd be more orderly...but somehow, i managed to almost get into an insane fight...so anyway, i'm walking downhill and some stupid bitch pushes against me...i turn around and i'm like, "stop being a stupid bitch...don't fucking push against me." the stupid bitch is then, "i'm sorry...everyone is bumping against me." i'm like, "what fucking people? the only fucking person pushing u is your stupid boyfriend. why are u being such a fucking douche? u don't fucking see me pushing people in front of me so why u have to do that?" i then give her the dirtiest stare i could muster...my fiance gets kinda worried cause this girl is like much taller than me and her bf is also super tall too and can prolly kick my ass real easily but i wasn't gonna back down...other people are now kinda staring at us but i'm too pissed and annoyed to care...her bf then says, "we're sorry...we didn't mean to." and i'm like, "don't fucking even talk to me...ur a fucking ASSHOLE and she's a total bitch." the girl then says, "yeah...i'm really sorry." i just turn around, ignore her, and then i proceed to walk off...honestly, i know they were prolly drunk and being stupid but i'm not gonna tolerate that kind of behavior...honestly, i was surprised they just didn't call me a bitch cause they could have easily kicked my ass...it would prolly take them like 2 seconds...unless of course my fiance steps in and then they could prolly beat us up real good in like 10 seconds...but anyway, so we end up shuttling back to the LA zoo and finally get home like an hour after the concert...i swear, that's prolly one of the reasons why i hate going to concerts...i get anxiety being around all those people...
so today is now tuesday...MJ's memorial was on television today...when his daughter paris spoke, totally made me wanna cry....
oh yeah...today is like the greatest day ever...i got an 8 piece chicken mcnuggets at mcDonalds and a small fries for lunch and my make-up brushes and 88 make up palette arrived...i'm beyond excited...i am one step closer to looking like a chola for my wedding...it's gonna be off the hook...
i will be spending this evening cooking pork chops for dinner and prolly working on more wedding stuff...xoxo.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
adele and other stuff...xoxo.
last sunday was the worst sunday i've ever had...basically, the morning begins with my youngest sister calling me at 8 am...i'm like, it's fucking 8 am...what could she possibly want? so i pick up the phone and she wants to know if V and i wanna grab dim sum with the family...and i'm like...like, "right now?" and she's like, "yes...we'll be at the restaurant at 9ish."...and since i try to get as much family time in as i can, i was like..."okay."
so anyway, my family decided to go to this restaurant that i completely abhor cause the food is mediocre and the restaurant is even too dirty for my standards and i love love hole-in-the wall restaurants...so we order our food and as we're eating, there's a fucking cockroach crawling next to my sister "N" which in turn repulses the crap out of me and i quickly stop eating...at that point, i really just wanted to barf...but since i was there with my parents, i didn't want to start bitching to the manager cause my parents are the type of people that don't like to be confrontational to others and find it easier to just ignore the situation and leave...if it was just me and my fiance, i would have thrown a shit fit and told them i was gonna report them to the health department cause that was just straight up gross...my sisters thought i was being too overly dramatic...but honestly, i swear, since i've worked in restaurants before, like if there are any bugs that are out in the dining room, the kitchen is only 100 times worst...
so anyway, that was the beginning of my bad morning...
so around noon time, i ended up getting my women issues which royally pissed me off cause i was like two days early...yes, i count my days...i had an adele concert to go to that evening at the hollywood bowl and i began freaking out cause when i have my women issues, i basically become quite immobilized...i swear, the symptoms have been getting worse since i've been getting older...it's to the point where i'll actually need to take the day off from work...
so since i know it can get bad, i began freaking out and attempt to get someone to take my ticket to go in my place but to no avail. i then decide to take a nap for two hours and hoped that i would feel better...i also decided to take 6 ibuprofens...
so i manage to get up at 4 pm...and muster the energy to go cause my fiance said he wouldn't go to the concert without me...and i figured i should try to get up cause i was actually interested in seeing etta james cause i completely love her...
so anyway, we take the shuttle from the LA Zoo to the hollywood bowl with our friends F and A...as we're approaching the hollywood bowl, my friend F tells me that Etta James isn't gonna be there but Chaka Khan is gonna take her place...i was like, "Ha ha...i know you're kidding...i didn't fucking get my ass out of bed to fucking see chaka khan." so anyway, i look at the sign and it was true...CHAKA KHAN!! i'm like, WTF? can this day get any worse? so here i am, in fucking pain and about to spend my time watching chaka khan who i cannot even stand but whatever, i try to be a good sport about the whole thing...my fiance didn't even know who chaka khan is...she's obviously before his time...
so anyway, we get to the concert and eat F sandwiches which were amazing...i had made this pasta salad to go with F's grilled portobello roasted pepper chicken sandwiches in which we finish off with some lambrusco...i manage to actually feel somewhat okay...so, the opening act consisted of this woman in a tuxedo singing and dancing all schizoprehnically...it was great..and by great, the worst fucking thing i've ever seen in my fucking life...this woman proceeds to like sing like a nutcase and then paint a picture at the same time...i was like, WTF? i would have been more impressed by her if she like stood still and sang a song that didn't give me a headache...
and then chaka khan comes up and sings all her hits...before she sings some song about a fire...she's like..."i was a bad girl...a very bad girl. i used to partay...i put the P in partay...until one day my mom told me to stop and come home and pray and find god." before she tells us to used to partay, she tells us about how she had like some kids that she didn't take care of cause she was too busy partaying...so i'm like, instead of her mother telling her to like pray and find god, why didn't her mom just tell her, "i don't fucking care who u are...why don't u fucking come home and take care of your FUCKING kids and stop being a drugged up skanky hoe celebrity singer"? cause obviously, that's what i would have told my daughter...or i'd be like, "if u don't come home to take care of the kids u brought into this world, i'm gonna sell them." am i harsh and a bitch sometimes? i'd have to say yes...and then chaka khan ends her performance with "i'm every woman" which really upsets me cause for one, i HATE that song and i don't get how u can be "every woman"...what does that even mean???
so before adele is about to hit the stage, my medication has worn off and the pain hits... i begin to get really sweaty and immensely nauseated and begin to experience really intense bad cramps...so my fiance walks me to the restroom where the line is a mile long...i swear, could this day get any worse? i'm holding my stomach and really just wanna cry and go home..eventually, i was able to hit the restroom where i sit in there trying to deal with my pain...i finally make it back as she sings her second song and i pop more ibuprofen....the rest of my nite was spent trying to stay focused on watching adele [who btw is AMAZING even though she would flub her lines a lot] and dealing with my pain...my friend A told me that she heard that after you have a baby, the women issues pain subsides but i was like, "i'm not fucking getting my ass fucking preggers right now to find out if that's true or not." i swear, what if i knock out a kid and i get all fat and ugly with gnarly stretchmarks and my period pain is still intense? that would royally suck like big time...
anyway, so i was uberly glad when the concert was over...i just couldn't wait to go back home and get underneath the covers and lie in bed...and of course, before that could happen, we had to wait for our shuttle and we basically didn't get home till like another hour...
so yes, that was my SUNDAY which was officially the worst sunday of my life...
i am definitely now looking forward to this weekend...hopefully i'll finally be able to catch the Hangover with the love of my life [and yes, i'm referring to V], head over to my parents house for 4th of july, and catch death cab for cuties with my friends at the hollywood bowl on sunday...pretty crazy packed weekend...i just have to make it thru today...
i'm gonna make myself a peach iced tea for work and hopefully, the day goes by quickly...but somehow i doubt it...xoxo...
so anyway, my family decided to go to this restaurant that i completely abhor cause the food is mediocre and the restaurant is even too dirty for my standards and i love love hole-in-the wall restaurants...so we order our food and as we're eating, there's a fucking cockroach crawling next to my sister "N" which in turn repulses the crap out of me and i quickly stop eating...at that point, i really just wanted to barf...but since i was there with my parents, i didn't want to start bitching to the manager cause my parents are the type of people that don't like to be confrontational to others and find it easier to just ignore the situation and leave...if it was just me and my fiance, i would have thrown a shit fit and told them i was gonna report them to the health department cause that was just straight up gross...my sisters thought i was being too overly dramatic...but honestly, i swear, since i've worked in restaurants before, like if there are any bugs that are out in the dining room, the kitchen is only 100 times worst...
so anyway, that was the beginning of my bad morning...
so around noon time, i ended up getting my women issues which royally pissed me off cause i was like two days early...yes, i count my days...i had an adele concert to go to that evening at the hollywood bowl and i began freaking out cause when i have my women issues, i basically become quite immobilized...i swear, the symptoms have been getting worse since i've been getting older...it's to the point where i'll actually need to take the day off from work...
so since i know it can get bad, i began freaking out and attempt to get someone to take my ticket to go in my place but to no avail. i then decide to take a nap for two hours and hoped that i would feel better...i also decided to take 6 ibuprofens...
so i manage to get up at 4 pm...and muster the energy to go cause my fiance said he wouldn't go to the concert without me...and i figured i should try to get up cause i was actually interested in seeing etta james cause i completely love her...
so anyway, we take the shuttle from the LA Zoo to the hollywood bowl with our friends F and A...as we're approaching the hollywood bowl, my friend F tells me that Etta James isn't gonna be there but Chaka Khan is gonna take her place...i was like, "Ha ha...i know you're kidding...i didn't fucking get my ass out of bed to fucking see chaka khan." so anyway, i look at the sign and it was true...CHAKA KHAN!! i'm like, WTF? can this day get any worse? so here i am, in fucking pain and about to spend my time watching chaka khan who i cannot even stand but whatever, i try to be a good sport about the whole thing...my fiance didn't even know who chaka khan is...she's obviously before his time...
so anyway, we get to the concert and eat F sandwiches which were amazing...i had made this pasta salad to go with F's grilled portobello roasted pepper chicken sandwiches in which we finish off with some lambrusco...i manage to actually feel somewhat okay...so, the opening act consisted of this woman in a tuxedo singing and dancing all schizoprehnically...it was great..and by great, the worst fucking thing i've ever seen in my fucking life...this woman proceeds to like sing like a nutcase and then paint a picture at the same time...i was like, WTF? i would have been more impressed by her if she like stood still and sang a song that didn't give me a headache...
and then chaka khan comes up and sings all her hits...before she sings some song about a fire...she's like..."i was a bad girl...a very bad girl. i used to partay...i put the P in partay...until one day my mom told me to stop and come home and pray and find god." before she tells us to used to partay, she tells us about how she had like some kids that she didn't take care of cause she was too busy partaying...so i'm like, instead of her mother telling her to like pray and find god, why didn't her mom just tell her, "i don't fucking care who u are...why don't u fucking come home and take care of your FUCKING kids and stop being a drugged up skanky hoe celebrity singer"? cause obviously, that's what i would have told my daughter...or i'd be like, "if u don't come home to take care of the kids u brought into this world, i'm gonna sell them." am i harsh and a bitch sometimes? i'd have to say yes...and then chaka khan ends her performance with "i'm every woman" which really upsets me cause for one, i HATE that song and i don't get how u can be "every woman"...what does that even mean???
so before adele is about to hit the stage, my medication has worn off and the pain hits... i begin to get really sweaty and immensely nauseated and begin to experience really intense bad cramps...so my fiance walks me to the restroom where the line is a mile long...i swear, could this day get any worse? i'm holding my stomach and really just wanna cry and go home..eventually, i was able to hit the restroom where i sit in there trying to deal with my pain...i finally make it back as she sings her second song and i pop more ibuprofen....the rest of my nite was spent trying to stay focused on watching adele [who btw is AMAZING even though she would flub her lines a lot] and dealing with my pain...my friend A told me that she heard that after you have a baby, the women issues pain subsides but i was like, "i'm not fucking getting my ass fucking preggers right now to find out if that's true or not." i swear, what if i knock out a kid and i get all fat and ugly with gnarly stretchmarks and my period pain is still intense? that would royally suck like big time...
anyway, so i was uberly glad when the concert was over...i just couldn't wait to go back home and get underneath the covers and lie in bed...and of course, before that could happen, we had to wait for our shuttle and we basically didn't get home till like another hour...
so yes, that was my SUNDAY which was officially the worst sunday of my life...
i am definitely now looking forward to this weekend...hopefully i'll finally be able to catch the Hangover with the love of my life [and yes, i'm referring to V], head over to my parents house for 4th of july, and catch death cab for cuties with my friends at the hollywood bowl on sunday...pretty crazy packed weekend...i just have to make it thru today...
i'm gonna make myself a peach iced tea for work and hopefully, the day goes by quickly...but somehow i doubt it...xoxo...
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