coachella, part near death and final summary.

copied from my no good shitty iphone from Sunday which has a stupid blogger program which deletes my blogs and i've written this like three times:

DISCLAIMER: the views represented in the following posts do not necessarily represent my coachella experience as a whole. I am having a kick-ass, rock-out time. but what kind of blogger would I be if my complaints weren't the main focus?

bitch poon one: heatstroke. sup with that? almost went to med tent. touche, coachella.

but now SAMs making me feel bad about my blogging, so on to happy things..

happy poon one: CROOKERS!!!!!!! I luv u. kickass show, was front and center leaning over the gate. also did anyone else just realize how delicious they are? [one of htem is]. ps [side note: to all the thousand people who i showed my undies to when the security guard let me hop the front: you're welcome!!!!!]

happy poon two: the hyatt. hello from poolside sun, actual tan (can u believe it?), and piña coladas (virgin now, since i am sans-ID). but now i've got to go scope for the killers who are supposedly staying here.

celebrity stalkage, anyone?
peace.



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