*tanginang 56K, putrages na AOhell

ack…home in LA. just came home from two grad par­ties: Ai’s and Tinz’. i called jon up to get direc­tions to ai’s house from ver­mont at 3pm. so i was wait­ing for him, and just turned on the TV and tuned in TFC. ai then calls me back at 5pm from jon’s phone to give me directions…as soon as she hung up, the PBA gov­er­nor’s cup came on: Talk ‘N Text vs. Fedex. Talk ‘N Text won. i was watch­ing the game, and was just think­ing to myself, “why is every­one on slow motion?” it seems that most of the play­ers don’t hus­tle enough, the play like it’s their 5th pick-up game start­ing from tip-off. any­ways, i looked at the clock and it was 7:30pm—and head­ed to ai’s. lot’s of good food of course, espe­cial­ly the Loom-Pi-Ah. got stuffed, and 30 min­utes lat­er, head­ed to tinz’ hood down i chest­nut, i meant wal­nut.

so we got there around 9ish, went up the hills where the rich ppl lived at. as we got in her back­yard, it looked like a frig­gin’ reunion…lots of peo­ple and lots of good food—again (e.g. i got two plate full of palabok…yum). i took hel­la ran­dom pic­tures which i’ll post lat­er when i head on to irvine b/c 56k sucks crap w/ aohell. as time went by, the dj start­ed spin­ning at 11pm…which was pret­ty late, but i guess the neigh­bors were there too at the par­ty. as the music played, la famil­ia rolled by…and todo todo played as well as macare­na. it was fun and every­one was hav­ing a good time.

an hour past and we decid­ed to get going. as we were leav­ing, hel­la fools (pro­l­ly high­school­ers) tried to crash the par­ty. got­ta get big ups to ed “the buff man” ale­gre for reg­u­lat­ing them foos along w/ oth­ers for their help to keep it a non-knuck­le­head par­ty. as we were leav­ing, jon, jovan and i decid­ed to walk cice­ly to her car so she does­n’t get sweat­ed by the smart ass­es who are crash­ing. we get in cice­ly’s car, and jon noticed that cice­ly for­got to put her mod­el­ing clothes away… i did­n’t know what kind of clothes were lying around in her car, but all of a sud­den, jovan (drunk as hell) decides to pull one of cice­ly’s dress… and sniffed it like fol­ger’s cof­fee! haha…good times.

so, i’m here now in LA… it’s 2am and i still have anoth­er load for laun­dry. i guess that’s what stood out for the haps today. so, adios and hap­py 4th of july week­end.

ps. i got­ta give props to cice­ly for being one of the few girls i know who can dri­ve hel­la fast on the free­way. big ups!!!

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