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s e i z e m e . . .    and try to hold on

skimming the basics:

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nothing like ending vacation with vegas

i hate vegas haha

[here goes another ridiculous vegas story]

it's usually pretty hard for me to say no to vegas, especially if it involves a free room at palazzo and me not having to plan anything. so naturally, i went. the first night we went to lavo:

ladies only!


group photo plus drinks!~


rollin up in the lavo truck


another group picture after the club


the next day we (over)indulged ourselves with the wynn buffet (yes, we stayed till dinner for the alaskan king crab) and then a late dinner at bouchon. then we headed over to jet, my favorite. i didn't have my camera for that night so no photos there...but my beloved dj was not spinning that night. and it was kinda quiet in vegas this weekend in general.

ok, so here comes the ridiculous part. we left the club at around 3, and people were splitting up and i ended up going back to the room to sleep. so i washed my face, took out my contacts, got into my pjs and went to bed. and i was in bed for almost a good hour but i couldnt fall asleep and i got really bored so i decided that i was going to go to tao by myself. so i busted out a new dress and got dolled up again, and just as soon as i was about to leave stephen and jerry came back, with food! so i had some of jerry's delicious hot dog (food) and then asked if they wanted to go out to the club with me. jerry was out of commission after he finished his food so stephen and i decided to go to drais club since we've never been. so we managed to get in with this girl-heavy group. i bought us double shots of patron, and in return stephen wingmanned for me. so i was dancing with this white guy...and we found out that we went to the same highschool and he graduated a year before me! crazy coincidence.

ok so THEN something crazy happened. i was just dancing..and then i had blood all over my hand. so i guess i got a cut somehow...but it was gushing blood. so we were walking around and some worker gave my a towel to wrap it in..and they bring us out in the kitchen and blood was everywhere. i was just thinking crap..what if there's glass in my cut? but one of the guys there was squezzing my finger so the blood would stop and put some heavy duty bandaids on my finger. he said i probably would need stitches..but i couldn't even see my wound because there was always blood pourin out of it. i figured it cant be that bad right??

umm so i just got home today and opened her up and it was kinda disgusting:



so yeah i think i need to go get some stitches tomorrow =( fuck. it's hard to type too..i hate vegas. and i miss having someone to whine to and take care of me..haha

+ boo work
+boo stitches
+boo vegas. ok jk vegas was really fun haha

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"get down on your knees whisper what i need something pretty i feel that when i'm old i'll look at you and know the world is beautiful then you tell me you say that love goes anywhere in your darkest time it's just enough to know it's there when you go i'll let you be but you're killing everything in me"