New Years Eve

New Years Eve at Bayside


That evening was weird. First I (Windel) had to do Mission Impossible meets Transporter kind of stuff to get out of my house in the first place. Then Bianca and I had towalk to, around and from what felt like Canada in heels. There was this drunk guy who I fell in love with running around Bayside stepping on babies and having a REALLY good New Years. I feel like anytime two or three of us get together the world falls apart around us. It's hilarious.

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hash tag we looked too good for Bayside

Oh and I almost forgot, on the train these tweens dressed head to toe in what I would assume is Love Culture decided to rehearse their King of Diamonds routines in front of our guy friends. I personally wouldn't make it rain anything but fire on them...

TWO-ZERO-ONE-THREE

I feel like I should be writing something like an homage to 2012, it's the last day of this year.  Something doesn't feel quite festive, yet it's a festive ass day.  I don't want it to be New Year's Eve yet..not at all.  I'm not in the mood for it and I feel like it should've been different.  Anyways, I guess if I had to say something to the end of 2012, it would sound like this:



  2012...you kicked my ass; thanks. Every new years gets trickier, incorporating something from the past and mixing into the present with some new aspect.  It'll probably continue to happen to me for the rest of my existence, so challenge ACCEPTED. (yes I did just watch HIMYM)
        
                                I love you then I hate you then I love you again,
                                          Bianca Arielle Pierre-Louis

New year, same blog.  Stick wit da trio into 2013 (:



Welp,
     bye :*