R.I.P. to my homie Elliot Kingsley Sloan...

So it's been a week, since I got the news.  For a week, I've been sittin at the apartment in solitude.  I didn't know what to do, think, or say; I was confused beyond belief.  For those who didn't know, Elliot was a good friend, team members, and even family to me.  He was taken by a red light runner on Monday, April 24, 2006.  It was so hard to believe what had happened when I had gotten the news.  I had to go to his house and find out 100% that the news was true, which turned out to be even worse finding out that she had not gotten the news yet.  Seeing his mom cry felt like someone had squeezed the shit outta my heart.  All calls were basically ignored, any conversions were basically ignored by me for a week.  I was so mad at what just happened and everytime I tried to open my mouth to say anything about it I would start to tear up.  Lynn took the worse beating from my grumpy mood and harsh words, but she still held me and comfort me before she left to Vietnam.  Work was so hard having to work right in front of people looking at me like "what's going on with this guy?".  I only had enough strength to open up and explain to those that were concerned about my state for a brief minute.  The loss of Elliot put me in a pretty miserable state until I went to his funeral on Saturday.  I had such a hard time there as well as I was not allowed to cry or show any emotions at the ceremony according to the Buddhist bible.  Showing sadness would only make his soul sad to see that his friends were in that condition.  The funeral was basically closure to me.  I finally accepted that he's going to be gone.  He was buried in the mountains high in the sky in a very peaceful place  His mother, father, cousins, grandparents, brother and close friends were so happy that we were there for him.  It was very heart warming seeing them smile with their puffed eyes.  Hugs were exchanged and everyone was relieved to see that Elliot was moving on up.  Love ya homie, see ya in the after-life.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Tizzzuan!

Yeah...drinkin weekend just like any other weekend haha.

We did the "CHU CHU TRAIN" DANCE

of course...pimpest tightest bomb diggity pic right cheaa

GROUP PIC

and......THE SEXY MAMA

So...It's been 2 Saturday's ago since we got in a fight at Vision.  Pretty crazy.  I was piss drunk, Eric was drunk, Allan and Vincent were somewhat sober.  I had to get drunk for Eric for actually coming out.  The fight was basically 4 of us versus 15-20.  Yeah, I admit we got it pretty bad, but atleast we knocked half them down before we went down.  I found it pretty funny along with the other guys, but as soon as I got to IHOP to clean up, I noticed that they snatched my necklace that my pops gave me when I was 3 before he passed away.  Every night before I go to sleep, the thought of me losing it and probably disappointing him goes through my head.  My neck always feel naked now...Who knows, accident or not, it still pisses me off every day.  Too bad I was tooo tooo tooo wasted to even remember any faces.  No one remembers either. 

So, this Labor Day weekend went by pretty well.  Quick recap, Friday was a chillout day, Saturday was work then Vision, Sunday was a BBQ with the crew at Lake Lanier and Monday was another BBQ at Lake Lanier with the boat crew haha.  Fun Times...Another event gets printed in the infamous mind of Shandy Hang.  Have a nice day or night ladies and gents!