fuckin debut party...
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: successful.... mission
I have planned several days before this grand debut of a friend of mine.. the night had come... I wore a turtle neck and a trench coat for the outer and a fit pants for the win girl...i and my other 2 best friends were shocked when we were all ready to the crash the party to the fullest level..... having head high../catwalk deal for the night. we were lyk so shocked because we thought that wen the freakin door of the elevlator would come out were gonna enter a room before the taraget location... but when door opened we saw candles and eyes staring at us... after their tounges were out like voracious dogs looking for bones to knit....only proves that we succeed in our hidden, bitchy agenda(to fetch a show stopper attention for the night)... expect the avid paparazzi... excited to witness supernovas explode on that night.... alot of our friends took photos on us w/c they do not seldom do!!! we felt heaven came down and carried us three to paradise which celebrities were at. that night we got the bad attention that we three were cravin for... that night i realized that too much flashes from precious cameras can lyk make you blind... (hmmm..i cant be a blind celeb...but i was able to handle it somehow...i got used to it..cravin for more???) we left the ball that night like instilling to those real and fictitious socialites that they have someone else to be threated with.. (for future sake)it was our first experience among all the parties that we crashed and attended that we were photoed that much...(we liked it) till the next big ball folks...