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I must say I had a WONDERFUL weekend! Few words can describe the type of fun I had. You'd probably think I'd just jet-setted to MIA or Cabo somewhere. Nope, good old Indy for Classic weekend. Who played? Um, don't know. Score..? No clue. Where were all the party spots..? ....um. All I can say is that I did me, and it was great. I had ALL, I repeat all, of my friends in the same spot. It may seem like a small feat, but I have two different cliques w/ varying types of relationships throughout both. They come from all over the states, however, this past weekend they were in Indy at my girl s.R's home. I mean we lived it up. Let's start w/ Friday:

Friday we all got in around 10pm, met up at s.R's around 11pm. Chilled out, took a sip or two, and snapped pics. Let me add a small disclaimer...at times I may say things that may to some sound conceited or cocky. That's not it at all, I (as are my girls) am just a pretty confident person so if I or whomever I'm speaking of was the shit, then that's just how I'll word it. Hell, If I don't feel myself who will? So back to the night, I got pretty amped just glancing around the room b/c everybody was the complete shit and to have 10 stunners in the same room is just absurd! Absurd in a good way, we're not the type of chicks that like to hang w/ 6's or less. It's unnecessary. That just brings down the caliber of everyone else. But roll w/ a top ten crew and the possibilities are endless. You know what, I apologize...I'm totally off the subject. Just let me have my moment, I don't get the opp to hang w/ my people that often...I was just gassed.

Anyways, so we headed to First Friday's, it was actually pretty lame but it's cool b/c the expectations for the party itself weren't very high. It was cool, no highlights that come to mind. A few clowns that standout, ie. the guy that forced about three of us to dance w/ him as he grimaced and grabbed his nuts, the lanky tall guy w/ the gap the mentioned at least 3 times in 56 seconds that he played ball, and funky-fortyish guy that wanted to invite us to his friend's 12000 sq.ft home(right..) but needed us to bring swimsuits. Oh okay(smile and nod). It was cool saw a lot of old friends, music was decent I guess, so it was cool.

Saturday, chilled went to my other friend's house where two of my best friends stayed. Met up w/ my other best friend and her boyfriend after they made it into town and rolled to P.F. Chang's. Convo'd, drank, yadda, yadda normal stuff.

Saturday night-Main event:

Got over s.R.'s and it was just on from there. I probably shouldn't have even written this with such crescendo b/c I'm not the best storyteller. So you would probably assume that some great detailed story would follow, but I'm not sure if I can do that. Everyone hates that about me sorry... It's not that I don't tell a good story, it's just that I have such a "to the point" personality that I can't remember small details. But I'll try and if it's not to your liking, the hell w/ you...this shit's for me.

So we go to s.R's(it's hard using these aliases over and over) and it seems like everyone started rolling in at the same time. Now we were supposed to have this drinking contest that's only been pubbed for the last month. Needless to say there was none. But if I had to pick a winner I'd say.........ME dammit. I was a f'in soldier, hear me. From the time I stepped in the door I had a cup. Light to dark, dark to fruity, I don't matter...that's for people less grown than myself, I do what I want. Was I sloppy drunk? No. Was I passed out on the floor? No. Nigga, I got discipline. Did I have any great hookups...nah. But one of my girls was working the party like a true player. I was shocked and impressed b/c she NEVER just let's loose like that. It was all very much on the low and you would've never known...but I do. It was rather refreshing to see her step out and just say "hey, I gotta do me." That's cool shit. Bet you'd like me to elaborate...I'd rather not.

But, man it was just a good ass time. A lot of old friends for reminiscing and comfort but just enough new ones to add variety and excitement. I must say I had a good grown-up assed time. Maybe later, I'll have more details...or maybe writing this blog will be enough to satisfy my urge to vent about it. Who knows? Maybe I'll be a more avid writer after my shit looks a little cuter dammit!!!! My blogmaster is playing me write now....

This was all pretty random but that's okay, it's only my second post...I'll get better, maybe not.