So the plan was to go to the Club on Saturday night in Frisco. For the past week, I was told to go because it was Aisha Birthday, and Weazy Baby also told me to go, so I thought why not! I haven't been to the club in hella deep. The day of, I got out of the mood and I was plannin on flakin like everyone did. I could have gone to the Lake to go wakeboardin but my ass thought I would be going to the club. Until Kar called me and told me she still wanted to go, and so I got back into the mood. Then Wes and Rob called me and got me to drive even though me and robby were trying to get Wes to drive. Haha  We ended up just taking my car instead, and still made wes drive. So anyway, we left around 9ish. And let me tell you, I've been to Boondocks dummy times and it only takes 2 minutes to get there from the freeway. But outta all the times going there, we got lost around the city for an hour. Yes an hour. Thinking that the guestlist ended at 1030 we were tryna get there quick, but no we got lost going back and forth not knowing where the hell we were at and didnt get there until like 11 when we coulda got there at 10. yupp. for awhile we were about to give up. we kept on going around in circles, and at one point was going towards home, so we were about to leave or go do something else in the city, but we found our way eventually. but lucky for us we found out the guestlist didnt close until 1130. so we were happy. then we got in and there was NOBODY on the dance floor. it was empty as fuck. so we were trippin for awhile. but after an hour of stressin tryna get there we tried to make the best of it. and we had fun. there was a lot of people we knew there too. then it ended at 2 and i got to my car and shit went downhill. yes my car got broken into. what stupid fucks. as well as a few cars behind me. my back window was shattered and my purse and some belongings got stolen and i was hysterical. i sware it was like a sign that we got lost!! i guess its my fault for being dumb too. "always expect the worst." i've always just put my shit in the back under the seat, since my back windows are tinted, and nothin has ever happened. i guess it was an unlucky night for me. i was trippen cuz it was late (and you know how filipino parents are. they're still strict on me) & plus they didnt even know i was at the club. talk about getting caught in the act. annnnnnd the next day was fathers day!! "happy fathers day dad, oh by the way your car (since its under his name) got broken into!" yah right! shit i didnt know what i was gonna do when i got home. wes even called my insurance company for me haha to get the deductable cuz they wanted to help out. but i knew i couldnt let them do that. but  i couldnt handle shit. i was hella pissed. but i got some sweet ass friends. even tho robby fell asleep on the way home, he still did his thing for me. &wes took care of everything from there and i hella appreciated it, especially even when his day started off shitty. he truly did calm me down all the way home. talk about making it harder on me...if you know about the story. =D lately, he has caught me in the most randomest moments, and each time i always learn something new about him that adds on to the brownie points. <3

but yes, the dad took it easier that i expected. he actually said the same exact things that wes was tellin me on the way home.."what can you do, things happen." "it's san francisco people are stupid." "look at the good side, at least you didnt get your whole car stolen." haha. i was relieved. but the mom is a different story....dun dun dun dun. were not on talkin terms right now. so for now, i just gotta replace my drivers license, get an estimate on fixing the window for my car, the tint match, and replacing all that mac makeup! damnit. ...other than that, everyone was safe, and the end.  haha i just wanted to write this to remind me of this crazy night. but enjoy!

i need me some sour skittles. ;] ....enough said.

 it's summer time now...that's whats good! cause there----

"ain't nothin like them summer nights!!"