THIS IS LYRICAL COMBAT GENTLEMEN HOLD YOUR PISTOLS

mama insisted on having a small get together
sense i Never celebrate my bday
its just so hard picking people to invite… :-\ but i hit about 15 folks to come over and eat up my food then kick them out promptly >:]
lol naw.. it was just supposed to last a couple hours
so i could get to the mall.. but that didnt happen

mom took 10,000 pictures before we moved around

pit stop at Capo’s to pick up bday gifts from the boys
TOAST: H-town style…
gimme my white cup or give me death

Captain Morgan lookin boy
“feel the high that u get from tha lye,
if u feel it raise your L in tha sky”

BIGEST of shout outs to DJ Mr. Rogers who took good care of us
dont do lines, dont do cover, dont do bar tabs
ESPECIALLY NOT ON THE BDAY
& YOU KNOW THIS MAAAAN…
speaking of lines though, it wrapped around the block… CRAZY
but naw he looked out; we went through 3 bottles
everything tasted like water.. & he DJ’ed the SHIT outa the party
everyone was Wired & i got my own good ol Jay-z/Orange Birthday Mix
good lookin out Rogers

& of course the big homie G$ was partyin…
thts how u know its a blast…
when Gio gets to droppin it to beyonce, its officially a party

maybe too much of a party
cuz we got lost in the parking garage for a good 45-50 minuets
all three of us, ME, Gio & Steph thought we parked high in the garage
at least the 6th or so floor.. so we go hop in the Elevator
tryin not to let the alcohol interrupt out strut
2:30am- up to the 5th floor
not there, then the 6th…. no
7th.. nothing.. down to the 4th not there
mind u every time we get to a floor someone has to walk across the way and check on the other side of the wall cuz u couldn’t see our parking spot from the elevator doors
down to the 3rd… “we parked higher than 3 i remember going up”..
we checked anyway
not there… umm.. ok back up… maybe on the 8th? … naw not there
2:55am-ok… wtf… are we on the wrong side of the garage?
down to the first “ask one of the workers” …
“do yall have a golf cart to help us?”
naw of course not… maybe we on the wrong side of the garage…
“no we walked across this walk way” “UGH yea ur right” damn… “are u guys sure this is the right building” “IT HAS TO BE ITS THE ONLY GARAGE ON THIS BLOCK”
3:00am-“damn yall, why didnt we pay attention…”
after some deliberation we decided we just better go up to the 9th floor and walk down… its our only option at this point…
damn MY FEET ARE FUCKING HURTING
floor by floor we slowly make our way down the slanted slabs of concrete.. & any gurl thats had too much to drink and spent the last several hours lost in a dance trance knows when its time to walk on that concrete, its not fun, especially when u cant see ur destination & every step seems to hammer your poor little toes into the front of the stiletto…..
splitting up to cover both sides of the garage we did the necessary to find the whips…
“this shit is sad u guys” ” yea im glad no ones here to see this”
“well u know orange is gonna blog about it” lmao… “if i remember it”
3:10 were coming down to the 3rd and about to give up on life because we havent ran across it yet i hear a holler from the other side of the garage
Giovanna: “ORRRRAAAAANNNNGGEE!!”
I FOUUNNNDD IITTTT!!”
gio was a head of me and made it down to the 2nd floor before i had a chance
and Boom…. there the car was…. on the 2nd floor… all along…. why were we all soo convinced that we were on the 6th floor? i have no idea… how could EVERYONE miss that detail? how is it that none of us cared to peep the parking floor when we rode the elevator down? my feel were ready to fall off, once upon a time those Louboutins were conformable… WE NOT ANY GD MORE…. pure torture… we rushed off to Ihop, waited 30 for a table, mashed on some food, made convo with strangers, ran through the cold, and headed to the house…. we WERE planning to go to Rich’s which was open until 12pm 1/1/09…. foolishness… u can guess we passed on that.. we caught the itis & our feet were done in the door…. over all… good times…

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