Memorial Weekend.

Officially a suckish weekend, lmao. It started off good though. Friday, I finally got to reunite with one of my old best friends, Brian Phan! Got Sushi Q and chilled in the Chino Spectrum. Then after was a kickback, no Hacienda party (cause it got shut down, while I was on my way), and another kickback. Drunk, good times. I mean, they're times I don't really remember, but still good times. HAHA. Shooot. Next day=gramma drama. What's new? Damn.. so officially grounded again, and no phone..again. But I'll probably be getting a new phone from my mom and stepdad who actually want me to have a life. Shit. Hah. Whatevers though. I seriously think it was worth the trouble, cause I got to have one of the deepest talks with my mom. Ever. One of those talks I've been wanting to have with her, for forever. Surprising, shocking, hella tears, shit you would never bring up randomly, but I'm amazingly relieved. I love her so much. Sooo much. And I just needed to tell her that. And all the things she told me, wow. I would never wanna go back in time to change that conversation. Anyway, today=bowling party for my uncle. It was all the way in Pasadena area. I was so tireeed. Now, I'm home. And everyone's going out to Whittier party, mansion party, rooftop party, all except me. Yesssss! I love life-_- Hah. Nah, but I needa break anyways. Oh btw, Cavs lost. HAHA.