clubbin in the LBC foo!

The Plan: Clubbin in the LBC with the peeps. Mission of the night:get Jocelynn drunk.

The Before:Sounds simple and fun right? haha draw-to the-mah! Well at first. I couldn't find anything to wear. In fact in my little mink world if I can't find anything to wear my whole world is falling apart and nothing is right. (yes i know I'm weirdo) Jocelynn and Nancy scoop me up at 8:30; I had promised them I'd be ready by then-I'm always late! We drive back to A-town where we start drinking Bacardi, while we wait for Julynn, Jocelynn's cousin. As we enjoy the yummy-yet strong-drink a Honda passes by, screaming is heard-we pause-they stop at the red light a few houses down from where we are at-and the guy gets out. D R U N K. Oh my! We start to panic. What the H....... Jocelynn says "get in the car, hurry just get in the car!" Nancy and I do this and she turns on the car. We stayed there looking back at the guy. Then Jocelynn says, "Oh no the drinks! The drinks!" Leave it to US to worry about the DRINKS and not ourselves! HAHA

The Trip:Few minutes later we're off! Going about 85-95mph on the freeway. We're laughing in the back seat, got a quick buzz from drinking really fast. We soo didn't want that guy to drink our Bacardi... haha! I don't know the LBC very well. In fact, none of us did! We find our destination-but oh no, no parking. So we attempt to go back. You know how we don't know the LBC?? Well we sure as heck don't know we couldn't turn on 1st Street!!! LoL We turn once again, and yes sure enough we see the lights. Get pulled over. Get a ticket. Total buzz kill!!! BUT he was nice enough to tell us where we can park...haha gee thanks officer!

The Club:Finally after all this we arrive. Let me tell you, never again will I come to this club. Club Sevilla. Been there? The bouncers/security guards are jerks. Thank God we had bottle service. Honestly that's when their tone changed with us. We go up a flight of steps, then another, and possibly another. I look over at Nancy and say, "Oh we better be careful trying to go down these steps with alcohol in our systems! haha" The girls were there with their bf's. We rushed to the ladies room, our trip and arrival had been delayed by the LBPD. We came back, hug*hug hug*hug! And we're off to dance! Sober dancing is okay-but I like drinks in my systems while I shake my bootay. Eventually the bottle arrives. Leah our lovely bartender starts mixing. I luv her more for that! We danced the night wildly on the dance floor. It was HOT in there, not in a good way. I straightened my hair for nothing! Picture after picture, we laughed, we drank, we partied. We met guys on the dance floor, then left them when we realized we had lost the birthday girl. Oh man... haha... We found her, drunk. Oh yeah, mission accomplished.

The After:We walked out and once again I found the security guards extremely rude. One of the promoters was nice and said goodbye. I turned to him and said "I will never come back here again." His facial expression was priceless. Nancy laughed. We walked behind the girls holding Jocelynn up. At this point Nancy and I are busting up laughing at everything. We went thru 1st Street. Yes where we got the ticket! We saw a shopping cart and Jocelynn stopped there, she could barely walk. We laughed, took pics. She was leaning over something to vomit. Once again we laughed and took pics. This went on till I got dropped off.


The Moral of the Story:When you want to get drunk, you know you succeeded when you vomit, over and over again and you need someone to walk with you. Like Julynn said, "Congrats! You're throwing up! That's good, it means you're f*cked up!" Like always last night was GOOD TIMES with the friends... :)