I have a Clone...

Oh man. Sit down, get some chips and a drink and read.

Early Friday night:

Me and my fellow Dream Team members go to this break dancing event in the Bronx Museum of Art (free), it was DOPE. They showed a preview to this bgirl indie film they are trying to make, then they had this panel of old school break dancers talking about the days when breaking was starting out and then it turned into this huge break dancing shinding. There were some great performers, even some girls threw down on the floor... me and my girl Lari Dari faked the funk--- as in, swaying and "pop and locking" hahah, don't I wish I could really break. There was a white boy that ripped it, not to mention he had an amazing body (snaps fingers) and there was this morenito who had some amazing isolation's... Jesus, shout out to all the dancers. I was in love.

After the D to the C to the L train:

Lari Dari, Ninja Eddie and myself go off into the night. This is what happened.

First stop was continental, this bar that has 5 shots for 10 bucks (yes broke ppl like cheap stuff), so Eddie gets in, Lari gets in... and then its my turn this is the convo.
Bouncer: THIS ISN'T YOU
me: Sir, what? of course that's me.
B: Take off your hat
me: ok...
B: nope this isn't you. Its not even the same hair.
(in my id my hair is curly)
me: sir, I blow out my hair ...
B: NOPE, ITS NOT EVEN THE SAME COLOR.
me:WHAT!? sir, I dyed it!!
(turns to the other bouncer)
B: you! you knowwwwwwwwwwwwww I'm a hair FREAK. This is not you. I saw the same girl Yaritza from Corona 5 months ago! this is not your i.d.

At this point I'm bugging I wanted to grab the concrete from underneath me and idk what...Lari dari comes out and is trying to make sense of the situation.

Lari: yes that's her, I can tell you her name and birthday. (obviously this didn't help)
Then this old fat "NYPD" takes my id and his like
NYPD: I've been a cop for 30 years, this id is no good.
me: WHAT?! THE STATE OF NY GAVE ME THIS ID. SHOULD I SEND IT BACK TO ALBANY?!
Lari: What exactly is not good about it?
NYPD: its no good.

Eddie comes out and takes us away bc it was just going to get ugly. I gained a new love for stupid bouncers and nypd, thank you THANK YOU.

Then the night got crazier. Down the block a guy got his sht rocked by a group of people, idk where the cop was at, we got a pizza for a dollar (holler), went to a bar 2 blocks away where we got 15 shots for 15 dollars (budget is a theme here), met up with Zuzu (luv thee future roommate), went back to the Monday spot which it turns out its actually better on Monday's, but Lari made friends with the bouncer (see they are not all jerks), he got us free drinks but I couldn't drink no more (yes I know my limits), and then I'll leave the story there... lets just say we got home in a cab safe.

Yes. After all this is my life.

FAN STAR <3>