I'm sitting in some ballroom at some hotel in Santa Ana, watching my padre DJ some gig for a Sweet Sixteen Party. Or at least he's SUPPOSED to be DJing . . . I've been left manning the table for like two fucken hours already. This is bullshit.
So I applied for this job at this little boutique in downtown Fullerton. I really hope it works out because my funds are going quiiick with EDC and Rock the Bells and HARD and Club Dance and just all the shit that comes with summer :(
There's some electro club in Fullerton tmrw night. I'm thinking maybeeeee? Get mah shuffle on like these bishes:
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