til 6 in da moRNin
Man! I got to relax these past two days... After studying at the library during the daytime on Wednesday, I decided enough was enough. If I were to stay home, I probably would have drove myself insane. So I decided to hit up Cinespace for a night out with my boys. Stacey, if you are reading this, thanks again for telling me about the event and for hooking us up at the door.
What can I say about the night? Well, I got my fade on with Winston, which made the night even more special. You see, Winston never goes out to clubs just because 1) he's a law school student at USC with as much free time as a mom with six young kids and 2) clubs aren't really his thing. But just like me, he needed to give his eyes and mind a break from OD-ing on academics.
The night started out with me and Winston killing Patron. We then took a greyhound (if you like grapefruit juice, get this. If not, stay FAR away) before saying adios mutha*(^^)* to each other. I ended up splitting up from my boys halfway through the night. Things get hazy around the time I was off on my own, but I do know I greeted Jose twice with two different people, infiltrated a beaver den with
Mat before ending the night with some random girl getting sex on the beach. If you are reading this and have no idea about what I'm referring to or feel a slight breeze pass over your head, go
here for a clear, more detailed explanation.
Back to the recap, since I've been back from Japan, last night has by far been the most fun clubbing night yet... Of course this was also the most crump I think I've been since I've been back. I hope there isn't a positive correlation between these two occurrences because I would hate to see my wallet lose more weight.
So after that nice night of relaxation, I had to wake up at nine in the morning today to get ready for the drive to Carlsbad for the Thanksgiving lunch. The traffic on the way down to San Diego was like freeze-tag... Stop and go. It took me thirty minutes to get to Irvine from Pasadena, but then took two and a half hours to get from Irvine to Carlsbad! I'm not sure why there was even so much traffic too. I think lots of people who aren't used to driving long distances came out today and ended up either babysitting the lanes with one another or ended up driving 50 on the highway with their faces plastered against their windshields. Fortunately, the food that awaited my parents and I when we finally arrived was worth every minute spent on the road, and the ride home fared much better. I ended up cruising from Carlsbad to Pasadena in an hour and ten minutes. Much better.
To sum up this entry, having a night and a day spent focusing on things other than the lsats proved to be good therapy for me. It was a refreshing calmness before the imminent storm. Speaking of which, the test is coming around the corner fast, and all I can do is continue cracking at the books. As each day passes, the stress in me is going to boil more rapidly. I'm just hoping to get through this all without getting burnt.
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Ficky ficky - next topic. Remember how I didn't like the majority of car import models out there? Well, like you saw in the previous entry, there are exceptions. Today's eye candy is no different. Coming from Del Mar, CA and modeling for the
Function Garage Crew feel free to unwrap this tasty mint for your eyes, Allie. Umm Mints. Yum.
