I am a senior. I am a senior. I am a senior. I am a senior. I am a… fuck!
I had so much fun on Hey Day – tho the getting trashed and then mad dirty and then J-Ro’s LAST heyday sendoff and then losing my hat and floury seniors pelting ketchup and mustard and all kinds of foulness and laundry and seeing everybody and I mean everybody having the best time of their lives. These few weeks (I refer to it in the last blog entry…) have been amazing and I’m getting sentimental again.
Kanye West, man. Had dinner with the Mayer gang at Lemon Grass and then off to Electric Factory with Assad and Casey. Lemme tell you, that was hell. The cabbie dropped us off 7 blocks from the Electric Factory and we walked the wrong way in the rain looking for the place. We only found this union hall where they were having some weird 30-plus event. I mean, some hot girls and then old geezers, a DJ and people eating ham sandwiches? Whatever, we got directions and wandered some more, until we were soaked enough to get a cab again. So finally there… and the best time. Dilated Peoples were pretty good, Young Gunz ehhhhh (tho they got some hot songs), and Kanye West finally heating up the place. It was kind of funny, because he played his ENTIRE album through. His violinist (Mary?) was pretty good, and they gave her this HUGE solo to do. I had a rockin time. Makes violinage all cool and shit. Kanye looked so college-y, which obviously he’s meant to be (College Dropout, duh), but it seemed funny after Young Gunz. I got to chill with Rachel and her friend (tho Assad and Casey were lost far out in the crowd somewhere, and I had a terrible time dealing with this one guy, who was being an ass to everyone else too…well whatever). Then, later I had reason to be whooooo – jealous. Yeah. But then very very happy. In any case, the view is great from up top.
Yesterday? Lazy afternoon just chillin with good friends. Cabaret. Pulled off a couple great performances, and then finally the cute duo with Meagan… “I don’t know any slow songs.” “What feeling would that be?” “sigh…” It was Stardust. And then watching and learning how to deal with drama. Man, these people, geez. Go to one party, and there’s all these crosscurrents, and I’m like, sheeit, I’m out. Lea’s 21st! And then Singers! And walking Emily (drunk off ONE triple black…. hehehe) back to Lea’s, and then stopping over at Mayer. That was a short trip. And then back out, going down to Eugene’s, and then Tracy’s, and then back to Lea’s. Weird party – but fun nonetheless. Crazy ska dancing with Lisa! High school all over again! Oh yeah, and so was the dance machine stuff at Mark’s. Old skool… sigh.
I said, are you gonna be my girl?