I have the strongest urge to rip somebody in rockband right now.

Who wanna see me?

In other news: Life’s been mundane, every day feels the same.

young girls envy the life we’re leading
never satisfied with a nice calm evening…

[that striped dress did Lianas ass justice. get it girl! meanwhile im bummin it in jeans. aha!]

[gotta ? rich nitty]

[idk this dude, but every girl was on his shit that night and he was killin' it. had to snap one]

[if you're with us, raise your glasses. if you're not, raise your standards.]

[shinin.]

[caught! textin & shit]

[honey dip gets it in - monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, SATURDAY]

[lol @ me and kelsey rippin' 'unstoppable' and 'every girl']

[and i thought she was the quiet one lol]

[does the blackberry ever leave my left hand? i think not.]

[damn my photography skills are up there! show em how we catch cabs in the city Jenn.]

[*sigh* this pic depresses me. i turned around from it and who do i see staring at me? the ? of my life -see below entry-]

Dear Drizzy,

This relationship is moving too damn fast. I mean, I just got into your music a year ago and as soon as I hold you dear to my heart as my new favorite underground artist, you wanna drop a mixtape that shoots you straight to the top. It was too overwhelming to go from being one of the few to actually know of you to hearing 3 of your songs in a row every friday night on hot97. You started popping up everywhere. All my friends away messages, statuses, ‘every girl’ was rockin in the clubs, I couldn’t escape you. Then you have the fucking nerve to start booking interviews and shit? You’re fuckin smothering me Drake, let me breathe! And how dare you walk in the studio while I’m in there all willy nilly knowing I’ve been obsessing over your music for the past year? I can’t believe you. Then you looked at me with them sad puppy eyes like you expected me to say something knowing damn well I wasn’t prepared to take this big step in our relationship. Of course I was stuck on stupid! You completely caught me off gaurd and I froze. I blew it. But it’s ok, you’ll be back. And next time, there will be no choking.

xoxo,
alexis b.

-To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.

-To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.

-To make all your friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.

-To look at the sunny side of everything and make  your optimism come true.

-To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.

-To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.

-To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

-To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature you meet.

-To give so much time to improving yourself that you have no time to criticize others.

-To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

-To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud word, but in great deeds.

-To live in the faith that the whole world is on your side, so long as you are true to the best that is in you.

I do.

Saturday, me and the other half went to some, erm.. “thing” and then proceeded to hit up some supposedly ‘new ‘ club in The City called Gramercy Room. In all actuality, it’s just the old Strata… and it’s lame. I mean, sure, Strata used to be poppin back then but it got played out and not even a quick name change can save it. We didn’t exactly feel like flickin it up in that wack ass club so just deal with these ‘before’ pics. I’m sure there are ones at the actual club floating on one of those picture sites but eh, I just don’t feel like searching.

oh and here’s a cell pic for the fun of it.

Real Update Coming Soon.

I Promise.

After a bangin ass dinner at Pon Con Todo the other day, my older sister and I decided to hit up a club in the City that neither of us has been to yet since she knew a few people, that knew a few other people, that could get us VIP treatment. I was not disappointed. Except for being one of the few they picked out of the line to actually card; I’m so sick of looking 16! Greenhouse might be replacing Sol as my new favorite spot in New York. -Whoa! Press the breaks; time to investigate- LoL. Ok but seriously, that place was rockin. I might’ve spent half the night just hypnotized by the lights and the scenery. The DJ was on point too. Playing mad old biggie shit.

Sidenote: I realized at an early age that although I had a strong passion for music, I just couldn’t sing, which of course, killed me. Do you know how hard it is to have a passion for something and be lacking in the actual talent? And lord knows I could never be a rapper. I yearned for a way to connect with an audience through music so I opted to become a DJ instead. It was perfecto, I could pick music and lyrics that touched me and still watch a crowd react to it, relate to it and just vibe with me. It was the closest thing to performing in an actual venue and watching people sing-a-long as I was ever going to get. But clearly that never worked out lol. However, I’m thinking of getting someone to teach me just for the fuck of it. What do you all think? DJ Lex-Dub in the Houuseee…chika chika…yeah…

Anyways…all in all, it turned out to be a great night. Minus the fact that it was Tuesday night which means all the normal people were at home and the club was full of models. And they happen to be just as skinny, just as tall, and just as flawless as they are in the magazines. So don’t believe that ‘if it weren’t for photoshop…’ hype. Just step ya game up. I know I am ;] Afterwards Bella said to me…”You’re just like me, you go to the club to dance”. Ya damn skippy. I stood on the couch dancing majority of the time. I don’t mind meeting new people at the club but socializing isn’t really my main objective. I come to spend time and bond with the love of my life. Music.

A brief stop at White Castle at 4 in the AM cured my late night drunken munchies but I def paid for that the next day. Ew. Then I hit a blunt and took my ass to bed. Didn’t really flick it up like I wanted to but it’s hard remembering to take pictures when your wasted! Geez, what do you people want from me?!!