N'Awlinz Part II.

The first time I went down to New Orleans was two years ago over the summer. I stayed from Wednesday til Monday and had a dope time. This time though, it was for a different reason. One of my best friends was graduating; so we were gonna do it up big. My best friends all came through this time, instead of it just being me going down. The experience was different- but arguably better.

Thursday: Touched down, got settled, ran to a Sonic. I've never been to Sonic before and as anyone from NYC can attest- you HATE seeing those commercials they have because they make it look so effin good...but the nearest one is in South Jersey. With that said- Sonic lived up to its hype 100%. If they opened one up here...they would be the undisputed kings. You gotta try the cheesy chili tots, their chili cheese chicken wrap, their slushies in particular DEAR GOD. Afterwards, had some downtime and went to one of their friend's houses and took naps/played XBox 360...then headed over to some gym where my boy had a league game. We pregamed while over there ha with some OJ and Kettle One. Went to Ms. Maes on the way- that place got some cheap as fuck drinks for sure. $4 gets you a Double Stoli-Cranberry. Which in other words is 85% Stoli and 15% Cranberry ha. Hit up Club Republic...which is basically Webster Hall South (NOT A GOOD THING). I'll tell ya, the music is 65% Lil Wayne, 20% down south and 15% East Coast. It is what it is though. Late night food was @ Dennys where they fucked up my order even though it took 45 min to get our grub.

Friday: Woke up drunk. Didn't do much of any consequence during the day because my boy had to do quite a bit of running around with pickin up his family and droppin them off at the hotels. Stopped off at a Rite Aid WHICH SELLS LIQUOR. WHAT THE FUCK ha. Then again, that's New Orleans for you. Went to this sports bar and chilled out for a few hours playin pool and watchin the games. Began pregaming at like 1230am back at the apartment ha and went over to Bourbon Street. Sheesh, that place smells like raw ass and it is indeed a zoo out there. Got myself a Hand Grenade from this spot Tropical Isle (that shit will fuck yo ass up for sure)...then went into some random spot where for some reason or another I found myself making out with the Shot Girl and her lady friend ha. It felt like something on TV...except I was pretty trashed.

Saturday: Woke up drunk (but then again hardly slept). They have the graduation ceremony at the Lakefront Arena which is UNO's home arena (I don't even know if Xavier University of Louisiana has one ha). It's hot as balls outside but that's to be expected. My camera's batteries die and I am none too pleased by this. For some reason or another our crew splits up and my team tries in vain for an hour to find everybody (eventually we did but it was too late). We grab lunch over at this bomb ass restaurant downtown rollin 17 deep ha. Finally get back to the apartment where a couple ppl head over to play vid games while the rest of us just lamp watchin the games and debating on certain issues. I won't lie, it was a pretty deep and in-depth discussion that covered a wide array of stuff. Slowly began pregaming again when it was time for the Saturday Night Main Event. We were gonna hit up Metro and some other club but first stopped off at a hotel party. Upon arrival they basically shoved 2 shots of Patron and 1 of Cuervo in like 90 seconds into me ha. Dear God. The clubs were aight I guess but I was such in a haze I don't even really know what happened?

Sunday: Woke up drunk and didn't like the idea of having to go home but it was what it was. Went to the airport and had a Shrimp Po Boy. It was okay, but too effin greasy. Oh and that shit plus a bottle of water was SIXTEEN BUCKS. Travesty if you ask me.

And so on.