Sunday, July 31, 2011

Alright. Futurefest was fucking EPIC

There are many reasons why Futurefest 2011 totally blew Spring Love out of the water.
I get there, and I'm freaked out because I think I'm overdressed. So I take off my sheer lingerie dress and sport my white bikini top and boot-ay shorts + lingerie number. I couldn't do all the make-up that I had wanted to because I got high at 4:20 with Bandi, not to mention that I only managed to make 4 Kandi bracelets in, what, 2 hours? I hate getting so totaled after one hit.

BUT.

I got mad that the xtc from Canada wasn't working so I went ahead and bought a point of mdma from Matt's dealer at the rave. We met up at the porter potties and it turns out that I literally got it for free. I handed her a twenty and she gave me back...a twenty. AW FUCKING YEAH.

Sometimes I am so glad that I am small and Asian and that we orientals have literally no drug tolerances, because when the XTC hit I was fucking mind-blown. I could've sat on that stupid, scratchy grass for 5 fucking hours. Did I? OF COURSE FUCKING NOT. I had to dance and no one wanted to dance. So my XTC-ridden self went to go flirt with the first guy playing with tektonics, who happened to be gay and wanted to introduce me all his other gay bffls and boyfriend, Ronnie.

I met this hot girl named Adrienne who kept lying to me about her husband and her child in Romania or somewhere but I was like wtf and moved on to making out with her and grinding myself on her body, you know, just so we could get to know each other better.

We pretty much went around like this for a while, much to the merriment of creepy straight guys horny for a "little" lesbian action. I gotta say that when I'm on x, I'm a dirty dancing queen omfuckinggod. I met Adrienne's friend, Rage, and I gave him a semi-pole dance (My catchphrase of the night: Hey do you to be my pole and I'll be your personal pole dancer? ((I swear this works, no guy is ever going to turn down that))). After that, he was all "Ok, you're my new friend." At the end of the rave, he found me and gave me this rainbow glowy pacifier because I was having a slight problem with lacerating my bottom lip due to my incessant grinding. Of teeth. And genitalia. I swear, there were all these creepy Mexican guys who kept trying to grind with me and make-out with me. Adrienne and I did look and act like sluts..but really guys? At least offer me drugs.

So Adrienne eventually gives me some of mdma and by that point I've hit pretty much 4 capsules. I'm gone. Adrienne and I are literally having sex with our clothes on in the grass; some dude comes over to bring us a t-shirt to use so the burs don't get all in our hair -.-


  • I tried to get on stage with my gay tektonik friend but they wouldn't let us, even after I auditioned myself for 10 minutes.
  • Adrienne and I used our hot bods to 'seduce' nice and willing people into giving us some of their water. What nice folks <3
  • I started giving the ground a lap-dance after a while. 
  • We lost Lackey to this hot mofo who was grinding with her. She rolled before any of us.
  • There were these two dudes who came up to me and Adrienne and wanted to give us a light-show. We had to lie on our backs with them sitting on top of us. Totally reasonable. It was fun.
  • These other two dudes offered me a sip of water which actually was probably roofies. Adrienne advised me not to drink it.
  • I ditched Adrienne after a while to go dance by myself in the middle of nowhere in the grassy place. No wonder everyone was looking at me -.-
  • I saw this hot dude with a hot bod dancing on the tables in front of the stage so I signaled him to come down and dance with me. So he did. 
  • This dude danced on water bottles with me. Then we went to a dark corner. We watched a light-show, I masturbated a little for these people who were parked right across from the chain-link fence (they would not fucking go away) and then I made out with the dude.
  • This awesome drunk cowboy let me ride his horse at a gallop around his farm after the rave.
  • I went back to Jonathan's house, he found a shirt, we took off all our clothes and I think we had sex. 
  • Fuck.
  • Took a shower with him (omgggahhhd so cute when I was massaging in the shampoo <3) and instead of going back to Spencer's, I just slept next to Johnny boy, who drops me off in the morning after smoking some weird weed thing out of this pretty cute bong.
  • My lip was fucking swollen. OMG. 
Short story: Met hot chick. Met hot dudes. Rubbed myself all over everyone. They liked it. Was a huge slut the entire evening. Within 2 minutes of rolling I was already making-out with Adrienne. Bikini turned grey. We ran out of condoms. Got 2 points for free. Lost my virginity. <- he doesn't know that though. I've been introducing myself as a pole dancer and people automatically think I'm a stripper. 

Obviously ;)

DAMMIT

I missed a day...due to my inability to fall asleep, thanks to my new best friend 'x'.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

FUTUREFEST 2011

TODAY IS IT. THE DAY I'VE BEEN WORKING UP TO FOR THE PAST THREE (3) FUCKING WEEKS.

ALL THAT TIME SPENT IN THE GYM, SLAVING OVER THE TREADMILL, THE ELLIPTICAL, DOING SQUATS, USING ABDUCTOR MACHINES, TAKING EVERY FUCKING GYM CLASS THEY HAVE & CUTTING SUGAR OUT OF MY FUCKING DIET HAS ALL LED UP THIS ONE MOMENT WHERE ALL THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE OF TEXAS ARE GATHERING FOR A NIGHT OF  HORMONES AND BODY SWEAT.

and nice music.

I've got my body, I've got my hair, I've got my clothes, I've got my friends, I've got the goods, I've got the ride and I've got my swagger. I think I"m ready. I just can't forget the kandi.

FUTUREFEST 2011 BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. I promised a friend I wouldn't die today...I don't usually break promises..BUT WHEN I DO...!!! (jk see you next year FutureFest ;D)

Friday, July 29, 2011

Dear Ms. Ember Ashe...

...you are my lesbian love.

When I grow up, I want to be a pole-dancer and strip for money. Even though I'm barely an A-cup, my ass still looks tight in boy-shorts <3

I got my housing assignment today, and I can't wait until I actually move in. My roommate looks really straight-edge (think blonde, freckled, white shirt, Nike shorts). Wait...that description could also fit a sorostitute...it's PARTY TIME BABYYYYY~ All my mom is talking about is the mold that could possibly be infesting Moore-Hill given its founding time sometime in the 1960's. Joy.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

It's "Basically" Die-Anetics

Dianetics: To "Die" For


Basically an hour and a half of solid testimonial and propaganda, disregarding the amount of time taken up by showing the url (dianetics.org) on a black background after EVERY single GODDAMN testimonial. In fact, during this whole time I was watching this the only thing I managed to learn was that "Every man is basically good."

Pay attention to the word 'basically', the foundation of a new religion that is "sweeping the nation." Thank you, L. Ron Hubbard. I wish I was more like you.

I'M SOLD.

P.S. I miss Patrick. Good luck to him and his door-to-door endeavors. I wish him luck and godspeed in selling his "homework" even though we may never meet again.

My Addiction to Ebay

Recently, I've been finding myself in an inescapable cycle of wasting my money, be it on eating with friends, driving people to places or working out at the gym. My worst streak, however, can only be attributed to one of the largest online retailers on the interwebs: E-bay.

E-bay Schmeabay, you say?

What started as a dollar-hunt ended up placing me $70 (HOLY BEJEEZUS) farther into debt. My poor debit card was screaming at the misuse and abuse by PayPal. I knew something was up when there were at least 30 PayPal transactions on my dwindling checking account's debit log, but I just didn't know when to stop! It was so motherfucking addicting!

Before I knew it, there were five packages coming in e'rday. And it's not necessarily cool crap, either. Here's what I've gotten so far:
  • Red lingerie tights
  • Black lingerie tights (with a BOW!)
  • Fake eyelashes
  • BLUE fake eyelashes
  • Fake eyelashes with STARS
  • Fake eyelash CONTAINER
  • Fake HAIR
  • Domo computer bag (I didn't even buy this shit!)
  • Free eyelinerbrow liner that came with my schmexy tights
  • Earrings in the shape of closet items!
  • Some kind of headwrap...it was only 20 cents
I, Hazel, willingly admit to all hereby witnesses that I, Hazel, do have a most terrible addiction to hedonism and Asian-bargain-hunting syndrome and that I, Hazel, will do absolutely nothing to stop myself other than head over to the gym so I can fit into my new $30 monokini of which is coincidentally the most expensive item of anything that I, Hazel, have ever bought for myself.

But not on E-Bay!! xD