So just when i was feeling down out && pretty damn dejected one of my friends pulled me out of my rut. Okay so I'm not exactly the type to sit about bemoaning my situation.I mean like last weekend, my two good friends randomly decided to pick me up at 1 a.m. && this turned into a weekend long of random loving insanity. Aside from getting tipsy off of drinkable orgasms && johnny walker black dispensed via water bottle,having a hangover picnic of marine rations in some random flushing park,house party hopping in Jamaica && ending up waking my sister && friend at 3 am....i also got a tattoo. Well its only half of what i wanted && I'm feeling rather incomplete but it was the best present any ones ever gotten me.I'm going off tangent again....
So my other amazing friend got me into an event at Bloomingdale's to see the man of my dreams. I say dreams as in never will meet him,never thought id be in the same room with him. Terrence Howard.Yummm. i do beg to differ however that i am not a silly fan girl but hey we all have our petty celeb crushes. Any way after the shock of making it into the party sans my I.D. (left behind in flushing) i preceded to be star struck at the fact that he was right there...like if i pushed past the snobs id be right in front of the stage. Then there were of course the free cocktails,getting to admire people in fashions i can only dream of affording && being there with the best company.Oh man talk about butterflies in my tummy. I'll not ruin the account with the tragic truths of tipsy-ness,falling off my best friends lovers bed right in front of the man of my (more realistic yet just as unlikely) dreams. i am a rather socially awkward creature. Any way, this has given me a greater desire for success, one day i too hope to be fashionably && fiscally superior enough to put a homeless urban girl in awe.
my heart is full, with room for nothing more this year.
my heart is full, with room for nothing more this year.
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