End of 2L Year Ratchetness Leads to 3L Year Ratchetness

So as of approximately 1pm yesterday, when k$ finished her last exam, 2L year became a thing of the past. Technically UBU and I had been done since thursday and promptly embarked onto various ratchet drinking expeditions and hoodrat things with our friends. Truth be told I haven't had a single sober night since finals ended. But I digress, yesterday was the annual end of the year bbq in rock creek park.

Ratchet. From the very beginning liquor was flowing and I just knew things were bound to get a lil crazy. I really couldn't tell you how much any of us had to drink, just that we had cups that were almost never empty. It was a good social time with a lot of laughter, a lot of really mean comments, followed by even more laughter. God proved to us in a not so subtle way that K$ can in fact wear a romper! And perhaps the highlight of the afternoon came with an unexpected offer to manage the 3 of us as a group of some sorts. The offer sounded a lot like pimping to me, but our manager insists he would never have us doing anything he wouldn't do. So I guess stripping is still on the table...and I for one am okay with that.

Ratchetness. Somehow someway they played a hot beat and next thing I know im shaking my ass on Manny at 4:30pm under a pavilion. Yea I said ratchetness. The sad part is I wasn't really even that drunk (atleast I dont think so) I just like music and cant resist. Especially when they play dancehall...its a wrap. As the bbq wrapped up everyone began getting hype for ridiculousness that would continue at the wife beater party.

Ratchetness on a thousand trillion. Actually I can't even say I was that wild last night. I was nice with that ciroc and patron of course but I think I was just pretty high on life. It seemed like everyone was there, even a few people I would rather not have seen. But everyone was hype and hell bent on having a good time. I think we danced and dropped it low to almost all of the songs soon to be revealed on our 2L soundtrack. (Sidenote: I should really consider not dancing to Motivation, Kelly Rowland in public) Yup just consider. As the night went on it got pretty hot and sweaty but that was to be expected. We all had a good time twerkin ninjas in the club.

Nic

Keeping Your Groupies in Check Gets Exhausting

So, its been another crazy month in the lives of the real huslas. I myself have been troubled with an inner struggle stuck between buckling down on school work and dealing with a serious case of pimp hand strong system. And somewhere in between i've had more than my fair share of shots of patron, including one random night where I lost my phone, and then got it back again. A major difference between 2L year and 1L year is that 1L year I really didnt have a personal life to interfere with my constant studying, whereas now my studying is interfering with my personal life. This year is really a balancing act. A necessary balancing act because after all as hard as it is to accept this is the life we chose, and although I hope there will be times where we are happier, its pretty safe to say that we will never be any less busy.

With all that said I feel like its important to just keep living my life and find a way to do the things I wanna do with the people I want to do them with. (Get your minds out of the gutter folks, I don't me it like that...at least I don't think I do).

A few weeks ago I went to a happy hour at Park and it was truly a real live version of six degrees of separation. Its no exaggeration to say that every person I independently knew from various places knew each other. Even had a crazy ass run in with this guy tryna holla even though I know his girlfriend and she was PRESENT. Dude is trifling in every sense of the word, his gf would literally turn her back, and he was preying on me. First of all he really wasnt that cute, second of all do I look like some trifling chick, third of all why would I even wanna deal with you seeing thats how you behave ( oh I know why cuz he must think I'm a trifling trick). Well HELL NO! I aint the one. So that guy is a rather thirsty groupie that I may just have to put on blast the next time I see him.

Actually we have noticed in recent weeks there seems to be a male groupie epidemic. Thirsty ninjas everywhere lol. I know thats rude, and makes us seem rather conceited...and you know what...we are all of the above. But its still the freaking truth. I guess its understandable...no really its not, I never been that thirsty in my life, but I do know that we are cute and we have fun so we get new groupies everyday lol. These groupies have been coming out the woodworks for sure, and I can't even say its people I dislike. Its just amusing.

Dueces till we meet again,

Nic

#Patrondidit

So its been a crazy 24hrs! Full with class, studying, chicken, beer, patron, the meeting of my newest stalker or possibly my soulmate, tweeting in class, preparing to be ho'ed in class, and so on... And somewhere in that mix I lost my voice. I blame it all on patron what else can I do. Geez and this wasn't even a weekend!

Nic