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| Monday, August 11, 2008 |
| Whoo It's Been Awhile.. |
Whoa...blogspot...I've abandoned you...I've left you in a dark alley...but I'm back...well, sort of. It's an update, but under a technicality, it's just an entry I stole from my other blog. Nonetheless, it's Lupe Fiasco update and I hope you enjoy regardless. This took place May 14th, 2008.
Ok ok I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile. It was really a mixture of two things: I was getting tired of writing about the same ol' every week and just sheer laziness....but I finally have something exciting to write about. *Stop panting like a school girl in the midst of a Justin Timberlake concert* So...Wednesday was the acclaimed day. I went to go see Lupe Fiasco again for the 2nd time in 4 months. I wasn't as excited as the 1st time around because I figured it couldn't even possibly begin to amount to it....but BOY was I wrong. So I really didn't get much sleep the night before, so I basically got up @ 8 and was out the house by 8:20. It was the last day of school, but my business professor wasn't holding class, so I really didn't have to attend. I had to hand in a paper I was suppose to give in on Monday, so I had to go anyway. Before I went to class, I went to a open house that Staples was having and I had like a less than 3 minutes meet & greet with one of the supervisors. They said they would review my application and get back to me....like I haven't heard that before. Not really expecting much from them but w/e...after the open house, I headed over to school. I sat in the class and Giselle met up with me to talk to the professor about her grade or w/e. Afterwards, we headed over to a diner that isn't far from the train for breakfast....except I didn't eat anything because I was anticipating eating with my best friend...MIRIAM!!! We agreed to meet up on the same day of the concert because she was having issues with her man and she was really out of it, so she wanted some1 to hang with, so who better than Ol' Reliable himself? So she took a lil' longer dan expected getting out of work (with good reason) but she finally hit me up and we met up at Grand Central. It felt so long since the last time I seen her but it felt as if nothing had changed. We walked down to Times Square chatting up and we had lunch at McDonald's (ugh....I fuckin' had McDonald's the night before and now I was having it for lunch...and I'd wind up having it one more time before the day was over...) and while we were eating and bullshyttin', Dylan FINALLY decides to hit me up (hadn't heard from him ALL week...so typical...) and ask where I'm at. I tell him and he tells me he'll meet me in a couple minutes. After some miscommunication and delayed waiting, he finally meets me and Miriam at McDonald's and it was like back in the days...God, it made me miss the ol' days so much. After lunch, we hopped on the 2 train to head to Dylan's house because he decided going to work (he wasn't even suppose to work that day but la-ti-dah, he did) not dressed for the concert was ONLY logical...so we hopped on the train, got to Simpson and took a crowded ass 27 bus home. I was enjoying and cherishing every single minute because I knew it was a rare occasion that the 3 of us would be together. We got to the block and headed to Dylan's house. While Dylan was getting ready, me and Miriam wilded out on his Wii playing Mario Kart. After doing atrociously at that, we bounced and walked to the 5 bus to head back down town to Houston St. I was a lil' sad the ride back because I knew Miriam wouldn't be coming with us, but we had a blast while it lasted. We got to the 5 bus stop by the 43rd Precinct and Dylan decided running for the bus was a good idea, but I know these bus driver be assholes and once the doors close, they don't open again. So he runs for the bus and the doors close before he gets there but the driver has the perfect opportunity to open them again to let us on...but no. Then Dylan has to go and over do it and follow the driver to a red light and knock on the door and of course, the habibi fuck doesn't open the door for him, so I'm just standing there laughing at him. He was so tight but...w/e. Anyway, we hop on the next 5, which of course, was crowded, get to Simpson and hop on the 2. I got a lil' sad becuz Miriam had to get off at Jackson Ave., which was 3 stops away but we took some pics and said our goodbyes  Afterwards, me & Dylan ride the train to 14th St., get off and transfer to the 1 for two stops and get off @ Houston St.....FINALLY...we were there! So we get above ground, look around and notice S.O.B.s (the place holding the concert...duh!) across the street...and notice the line is RIDICULOUSLY short so we were definitely guaranteed good seats...or were we? See the lil' predicament I left out this whole time is that the event was 21 and over...So the whole time (from when I purchased the tickets 2 months ago on), I was shytting suitcase, worrying if they were gonna let us in or not. So we get online around 6:30 and the excitement builds up...and so does the worrying..by 7:30, the line was pretty deep and the bouncers start yelling out "Guys get ready to go in and have your I.Ds out...", so me and Dylan got so desperate that we started praying...it was ridiculous...Finally, around 7:45, the line started moving......we were close to being in the 2nd group of 10 in when we got stopped...and I got the courage to ask one of the bouncers "So...u guys don't make exceptions right?" and he said "No........unless you're honest. If you're honest, then yeah, but if you try to bullshyt us, then no..." and I was like "O.......ok" and he was like "Why, you guys aren't 21?" and I was like "No......" and he was like "How old are you two?" and I was "20". So he informed the bouncer who was letting guys through the door...and we moved forward to be condemned..lol. So we gave him our I.D.s and he asked how old we were and I told him.......*sucks in a whole bunch of air*.....and he goes "There will be NO drinking for you guys and you have to come back to me for your I.D.s at the end of the night" and he slaps some sticker shyt on our wrist (I guess to advise the bartenders that we were under-age) and let us go....YOO I almost went in to convulsions...I let out the only sigh of relief and got MAD giddy with Dylan...and he got giddy with me. We rushed to get out standing spots and just started wilding out. Unfortunately, like a dick, I was so worried about getting in that I forgot that I was little hungry the whole time waiting and I heard my stomach give me the payback for lack of sustenance. I didn't care though because I was in and that's all that matters...So...to avoid giving a review of the show, I'll leave it at "THE SHOW WAS THE SHYT!!!" and thatz that. I have a couple videos and many pics for the memories so I'm good. At the end of the show, unlike Dylan, I was persistent on getting a couple pics with the celebs in the house. Kidz in the Hall and Skyzoo was in the house and I was determined to get a pic with at LEAST one of them. So...I saw Naledge of Kidz in the Hall in a dark part of the club and I waited until the area cleared up to approach. I gave him love on "School Was My Hustle" and I was like "You mind if I get a pic with u?" and he was like "No prob man"...I looked mad retarded in the pics because I couldn't see the flash...but hey, I got it right?
After that I went downstairs cuz I noticed mad people were downstairs but I didn't know for what...and found out it was for the bathroom and coat check...so I came back upstairs. After wandering around some more, I ran into Bishop G. (one of Lupe's artist/hypeman) and he chit-chatted about the show. He was upset about the sound engineering (with much right...the sound man was fuckin' every1 on stage up the whole night) but I told him with what they had, they made the show very worth it and he gave me props. I didn't ask him for a pic cuz 1. he still seemed a lil' upset (even though if i would've asked, i'm sure he would've) and 2. there was no1 around to take the pic for me. I left the club after that and saw Dylan standing there, looking like a DOOFUS and I was like "You're gonna b a lil' upset, but look who I got a pic with" and I showed him and he was like "You asshole"....lol. So we stood around some more because I was still anxious to run into some more people and while we were standing there, some dude approaches me and sez "Yo I'm really feeling that shirt. What kinda shirt is it?" and I was like "itz a Enstrumental shirt...itz the Dumb it Down shirt" and he mistook the Enstrumental part as if I made the shirt and I was a producer...so the whole situation led to more chit-chat and me & Dylan found out he was rapper and he was cool with the people in the club and whatnot...so we talked and whatnot and we found out that Lupe was coming out soon to hop in the van to break out, so I got antsy. He pointed to a hotel-ish looking building that was next to the club and we looked inside and noticed a big crew but ain't see Lupe, so it was w/e. SKYZOO came out though and I approached him mad quick. I gave him props for the "Cloud 9" mixtape and he thanked me for the love. I asked for a pic....
and he gladly provided. I hate the way I look in all these fucking pics, but I don't care cuz I met a nice ass MC. That building in the back round is the hotel-ish building. So afterwards, I chat with him a lil' and then....Lupe RUNS out the building and into a van...and me & Dylan are wilding out talking about "O SHYT...I can't BELIEVE he's right there in that van..." so I start circling the van like a hawk on his prey...but I can't see shyt...and I tell Dylan "I should run up on the side of the van and show him my shirt" That's ALL I wanted...was for him to see my shirt...so he say "Go ahead. I'll go with you." and I start running aside the van...and this fag ain't run with me...so I gave up...finally, after the pics I got, I was like "He ain't gonna see us"...So we start standing around on the sidewalk with just a LIL' bit hope left that we'd see him....and den......we see a light go on in the car and I see his face and I start wildin' like girls when they see Chris Brown...and me & Dylan are pointing and shyt and I yell "Lupppppeeeee"...and this muthafucka waves us over...like, my jaw dropped...so I ran like Jesus was waving us over and we go to the side of the van and he was RIGHT...THERE...IN FRONT OF US....and I just start blabbering about how I just wanted him to see my shirt and that I payed $45 for it and that I saw him @ the Nokia Theatre 4 months back and that we were @ J&R World to get our "The Cool" CDs signed by him and I can't remember anything after that...All I know is that Dylan asked him to sign his Moleskine paper and he obliged...I took a pic of it but the SHYT came out blurry...
ARGH! I was so tight but I didn't wanna flash another pic in his face, so I respected that he was signing Dylan's Moleskine and left it alone. Then I asked him to sign my skirt...unfortunately no1 had a Sharpee, so I had to settle for a pen...I have a pic of that too but it barely shows in the pic...I do have a pic of what he wrote in Dylan's Moleskine though....
After that, the security guy started being a asshole, so we gave more love and bounced...and started screaming in the subway. It was CRAZZY...it was just a crazy way to end a crazy day..I would've never expected all of that happening in one day. It finally felt like things went my way for one day...well two days when you count the first time I saw Lupe...but this time around was more special 'cuz besides getting to see him...AGAIN...and getting to meet him...AGAIN...and getting him to sign something...AGAIN...I got the genuine feeling like me & Miriam were finally gonna attempt to liven up our friendship again...of course, I'm skeptical because I've had people make dozens of promises to me in the last uhhhh year or so (i.e. Suzy saying we were gonna chill, Tania always saying shez gonna make time for us to chill and the other thing with the lesbian...) but...we'll just have to see how it works out. I hope that shez not blowing up the balloon just to pop it prematurely....but all in all, I doubt I'll ever have such a fulfilling day like that again. Friendship, Good Music, Good Surprises....Man....Speaking of the lesbian...well...therez really no update. Today was a little hard on me because today would've made 4 years together with the wench...but...I still believe everything happens for us and I still harness no ill will towards her...Here and there, I get infuriated again, but I maintain my cool for the most part. Miriam told me she visited Chelsea's girl's myspace and she's just so ugly and I felt inclined to add my two cents, but I didn't because regardless, it's not gonna help my healing process and because she still had some1 and I didn't. Miriam asked me a really good question in McDonald's. She was like if I had a chance to get back with her, would I?...and I was like that I know my heart would LOVE to, but my brain would tell me no for so many reasons...and that I would have to go with my brain...and as hard as it is to believe that, I wouldn't take her back..Not worth it...Anyway...I'm gonna end off there because this past week was the best week since the 1st concert...and I hope this turns into a snowball effect and more good stuff piles...we'll see....until den...o and no random good memory of the day because this week was just too good to need 1...Lataz!!!
**I took a heap of other pictures and I uploaded two videos...you can check out the rest at my myspace...the link is somewhere on my page**Labels: concert, lupe fiasco |
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