Where do I begin? My springbreak started off on a bit of a sour note. The day that I was leaving was a tad bit on the hectic side. I had to complete a 70 page journal to hand in to my English professor then rush home and start packing. I finally got my shit all together and was ready to go. Jeffrey, Chris, and Luan came over to my house to pick me up. We get to the city with plenty of time to spare. Thats when Luan remembers she forgot some shit at home, thats right folks, back to Queens and then back to the city with only about 45 minutes before we were scheduled to leave. Jeffery is the man and got us there on time. After some time waiting on line Luan and I finally make it on the bus. I'll spare most of the details of the 24 hour bus ride to Orlando. I'll just mention that my cell phone, Motorola PEBL, got stolen and Snoop, Big, and Mike sure made the rest of the ride entertaining. I must admit that I was skeptical about the rest of my spring break after my cellie got jacked. Enough people told me that "everything happens for a reason" that eventually I paid no mind to my lost phone.
--My birthday was the SHIT! At about 12:05 am, on April 14th, I received my first happy birthday phone call from my beloved Dee. Lets just say I didn't sleep that night from constant phone calls and when the phone finally stopped ringing my grandma walks into my room at like 8 am and gave me 19 kisses. I appreciate all those that gave me a holla for my special day. That evening I got taken out to a Columbian resturant and after that Fernie came to pick me up. I felt so loved, he drove from Miami to Orlando to drive me back to Miami. When we got to Miami, he drove me to Jess' brother's house where they proceeded to get me drunk. Thats right boys and girls, I was so wasted that I stumbled into Jess' car. When Jess was driving us home I thought I was gonna fall out the car (even though I was clearly wearing my seatbelt),and in addition, going up the stairs proved to be one of the most hardest things I've ever had to do. I'll leave the rest of that night to your imagination, lets just say I was REALLY happy by the time Jess, Fernie, I went to bed. 
There are so many more things that I feel should be mentioned but it this entry would be too fucking long if I included them. I'll just add short sentences that briefly describe events that occurred during my trip.
-Jess treated me to Coldstones and then we saw Scary Movie 4.
-Drove in a comvertible for the first time in my life. Cruised down the highway going like 80 mph with the top down. AWESOME!
-Peer pressured a friend to smoke the good stuff for the first time in their life.
-Got into my first street race. Lets ignore that it was with a 60 year old man that cut me off and then had the nerve to look at me laughing. Luan is my witness, I put the petal to the metal and beat his ass.
-Almost got a car bought for me. That's right, came mad fucking close to having a car bought for me. Since it didn't happened, my grangparents promised when I get down there that they were gonna take me car shopping. Soon enough I'll be racing old people in my own whip.
-Had a grandma-tattoo scare. Yea, grandma almost saw my ink.
-Got my license changed to a Florida one.
-Got really high off of the chlrorine from the pool. The fumes fucked with me so much that at one point I sat on the corner of the pool staring out into space with my mouth open, I could have even started drooling, and then BAM, I just fell in head first with my mouth still open. Later on I started singing "Rain drops keep falling on my head..." and sprinkling pool water on the top of my head. Don't ask any questions, the pool was fucking with me.
Lastly, I got some pictures of my awesome trip.
I <3 my Jess (Hey look, theres a little Mickey Mouse btwn us)
Me licking Fernie's nipple.
Luan and I after she kicked my ass at pool like 4 times.
Stephanie being taught how to play pool.
Stephanie kissing me on my birthday.
Me driving after I raced Señor Oldie.
I like to be on top. I'm not sure Stephon would agree.
Hee hee.. I plead the 5th....
My new license, next to my ticket stub from that night at the movies with Jess and my new crappy phone.
What can I say? The wall was begging to get humped.
That picture was taken on my last night in Fl. The sad puppy face goes to prove that I enjoyed my trip and didn't wanna leave.
Show me some love fuckers! Let me know what ya think. | 
