esskay
![]() Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Saturday, June 30, 2012 || 5:18 PM
So...no sunglasses. No Advil. But last night was mad real. Every time I head south to see my sis and her hubby in Maryland, some shit ALWAYS happens. This time was no different. After the 6 hour bus ride from hell (that was supposed to be 4), Wanda picked me up from the bus station and we got some food before heading back to her house. Grande (her husband) was there with his cousin Asha, watching movies so we figured we'd join their movie night. We apparently figured wrong. Because after the 2nd movie we watched, the lights started to flicker, it started pouring rain outside and then everything went dark.
Yep, classic summertime heat wave thunderstorm blackout. And crazy enough, we still had mad fun just sitting around bullshitting. But that's mostly because it's really difficult to not have fun when Grande is around and Asha is similarly freaking hilarious. So we all sat around the living room, watching Jamaican YouTube videos on our phones and talking shit. At one point, the following retardation ensued: Asha: "yo if we're suck here, I'm eating you first, Sasha" Me: "what?! Why??" Asha: "cuz Cassandra can cook some shit. And Shane is smart. Not saying you're not smart but Shane is smart about some crazy shit. I'ono son, think you gotta go first" Me: *lmao* "...real nice" Asha: "don't worry, I won't bite too hard" Me: "I bet" He is the hottest mess ever. Lucky for me, we survived the night. When Grande was leaving for work, he came back out into the living room laughing about the fact that we used our last bit of power to watch Jamaican YouTube videos. But in the words of a very wise man, nobody wants a half assed porch monkey. So there's no other option but to go full coon. And full coon we went. Needless to say, the first leg of my journey has been rather eventful. Let's just hope I make it to my destination in one piece. Labels: friends and fam, fun times, in real life, vacation |