This past week, I went over to my friend, Danielle's house, where we found her "baby book" - full of dates that her mother had recorded, documenting anything from her first words to her first haircut. I guess you can say I've been inspired.
So, as I was saying... Friday, June 19th, 2009...........
I never thought this day would come. The day I would reach, what Nico says the white folk in SB call, "BLACK-OUT DRUNK".
It's funny, because I must have received AT LEAST 10 texts the next morning from a handful of concerned friends. "Denise, how are you feeling?" "Are you feeling better?" "Call me when you wake-up so I know you're okay." By the third text...something just kind of clicked & I realized, maaaaaybe I had a rougher night than I had originally thought.
Just as some background information for you all - Denise Lee does not get hangovers. So other than the slight feeling of pure laziness and unwillingness to hop out of bed, naturally, I felt nothing out of the ordinary. Peachy, if you will.
Let me tell you...it is flat out HILARIOUS hearing things that you had done that you have no recollection of. Some things so funny, you can't help but to think...DAMN, I WISH I SAW ME...THEN.
Honestly, the last thing I remember from the party was...me, choppin' it up with the homies, having a good time. Apparently, this is a more accurate portrayal of how my night went...K.O.'d/knocked the fuuuuck out! Damn...

Life of the party!!! Wooooooo!
I Can't believe I was "THAT GIRL"...
I hate "that girl"!!!!
hahahahahahaha
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