Sydney on -the-go and stranded in snugly softness? GOOD DAY MY FRIENDS!
Sit right back and you'll hear a tale, That is the new Sydney theme song!!!! No, no, no. It was your introduction to my accidental mii-VACA! The song kinda gives you the jist of things. Worse case scenario, 1 white girl, un latina, and a milato all in a BMW in COMPTON........ LOST! It was Friday and we are already partying by 12 noon. EASY. No wonder we missed the exit. Thank god for straight ghetto biatch. My homegirl totally had friends in the area. She said they would help. We had decided to ask if they wanted to do a private so we did not have to go to work. They said, "YES!" the driver of our car said, "no", she wanted to go to the club. The guys said they would get us home safely. Why is it I choose to believe those lying sons-of-bitches. Turns out they are all the top dealers in Downey/ Norwalk area. The drug biz must be bad . None of them answered any pages during this hour time period. It made me stop and ponder.... is this what my dealer is doing when I non- stop page. What business men! HA! They were LOPPY!!!! This is a Downey word. It means, Not cool, common, low-class. no good no good. In a nutshell, they were fuckin' high school LOSER buddies who never got pussy but smoked pot instead. They are poor, menudo-eating, lucky -to- have-a -KIA , no auto-insurance covered, empty-pocketed liars. This is how I became stranded in Downey. Quite a nice little town Downey is. My pal Crystal gave me the complete Downey day of fun and laughs. We went to Henry's shoes. I went crazy. We went to the thriftshop. I had NEVER been to one before and I totally digged it. Hella crazy shit. The 98 cent store was quite an experience. Did you all know that everything in the store is NOT 98 cents? Is this not false advertising???? Are the 98/99 cent stores like that here? I swear Downey is considered LA but I have got to say that it seems like a totally different world. The air smells different. The color of the sky was a lighter blue. I do like their tap water though. I thought I would never say that. The biggest difference was community. Here in LA people hang out in different groups and clubs and parties. At different times. In Downey, they still have high school clicks . Yes they keep tags on each other to see what the other is doing or not doing. Same stuff..... BORING. I'd move. If you hate change though you'd love Downey. The biggest thing is I notice I started to feel old around these people. They have such a ghetto tone with such random words. here are a few:
schwag = dirt weed I thought it might be nice to touch up on the lingo later. the other thing is their whole boarding thang. These people are skateboarders. Yes long hair, baggy tees and jeans. There is also a big number of these people choose to be unemployed. Our gov't may want to take some steps towards the unemployment and the lack of fixing the cats here. The Humane Society really should take some drastic measures. We are talking WILD housecats. So if you look hispanic, like to talk ghetto, are unemployed, open to drug use, love any boarding sports, and least of all, love cats, then the city of Downey is for you. On Friday night crystal and I painted. I have two of my creations on my page. Gotta love hello killy! My boyfriend noticed that when he rescued me from that place. I was scared when I saw Hello KILLY! What was I thinking.... that is evil. I think the town was trying to put a spell on me. POSSESSION........ That second picture was my "ODE TO DOWNEY" in art. the actual name is DOWNEY FRESH!!!! Yes like the fabric softener. They all look soo hip- fresh in their skate/ rave/ grunge/techno groove look. They all love weed. CHRONIC is the market there. I must say it is pretty good dubb. They also have some break bread type of EX. That is why in the painting the guy is flyin'! He really is. It is the Alladin fantasy to be flying high over the hills in Downey looking down that is super D. A new kinda drug hero. The kind that turns on a friend when he is jonesin'. Here the hero needs to help himself. He needs to quit drugs and come back down to earth. GO TO REHAB! MOVE TO SEAL BEACH I want to thank you, Don & Michelle for letting me crash for a few days. Big kisses and hugs to Skyler and Triston. BIG OL" BELLY scratch for Mary Jane & Fiona. Accidents do happen. Especially when you are tired, frustrated and plain ol moody. Sunday night we did one more private for previous people. On the way home I was sitting up front . There was this dork trying to talk to me. Like I give a shit. After trying to nicely brush him off, i rudely asked him to shut his annoying ghetto trap before I shut it for him. Well. mind you, these guys really think they are tough shit. He was goin' off. OOOOOH he even called me a cunt. that was it. i went to turn around and he smacked his hand on my throat. I couldn't breathe for a nano-second. then I could only cough. Cough like a mother. I rolled down the window. He is trying to help. his friends are yelling at him.Crystal was yelling at him. I finally coughed it up, spit it out the window. And like clock-work it went back in his window and landed right on his forehead and held on to his hair. I told him I didn't mean to. REALLY! He looked at me, "pay backs are a bitch!" he said laughing at me. That was cool though. Moral of the story: There is no place like home.
Until the next time. Keep your eyes peeled and your clothes on. I promise I will be on the go again sooner than you know. My downiens. No matter what I say about dissn' your locale, don't take it personal. I have one more surprise:
When in Downey........ GET DOWN!!!!! |
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