RE-POST... GHETTO-STYLE

Friday night
Went drinking wit da presidents, know what I'm sayin'?... no, seriously, went to a bar n' shit... didn't get carded n' shit. Yet, also didn't drink n' shit. Sat there wit my Strawberry Daiquiri, virgin n' shit. Hey, at least I peeped bomb diggity.


Saturday night
Took Kevin's hooptie out fo' a joy ride, know what I'm sayin'? Got lost rollin' in SF, couldn't find my way to Fishermen's Wharf if my life depended on that shiznit... quite sad n' shit. However, da night wuz saved wit a nice dinner at Bubba Gumps n' shit. Da conference ended on a bomb diggity high note. Couldn't ax fo' a on point way to conclude da conference n' shit. Came crib, wuz extremely tired, but managed to pull myself togizzle to make a cameo at Caleb's swim party wit Caroline, know what I'm sayin'? Guess who I seen? Kris n' shit... along wit tha dude's track boys n' shit. Track boys be hilarious, know what I'm sayin'? Didn't stay lizzong at da party n' shit... need sleep n' shit.


Sunday morning (afternoon)
Didn't wake up til 2pm today, know what I'm sayin'? Am fully caught up wit loss of sleep from da past week. However, horribly behind in homework n' shit...