Failure...

So I've been on my diet for about a strong month now and I lost 15 .lbs so far. However, I find myself getting bored with the food and not interested in going to the gym. Imean I want to be healthier but I just can't get that workout bug going yet. Gotta figure it out.

And finally me and dwain started our promotion movement our first party at this spot in bed stuy. Actually it was supposed to be dwain, rannie and I but rannie stupid ass has got the be the unorganized person in the history of this thing, and that's why I see he never blows up. The niggas to fucking worried about tryna be everywhere at once instead of focusing on one special event that can bring him more props than a thousand little ones.

Simple nigga.

This dude actually books another date on the same day as our party which leaves my and dwain the only deejays at our own event, which iis exactly what we didn't want. I HATE deejaying at my own event. I CAN, I just rather not. But after last night I relize that that might be the best thing at the end of the day because we had to figure out who's down for the cause and who's not and him not being there one the first was a sure sign. It also proves that he didn't promote our party since he had his own party to promote. Fucking ridiculous.

The night however was a total flop since it rained and it was again the first night.

I'm not even mad because we had to get over that first phase to work out all the kinks of the club, security, bartenders and of course the team itself.

At the end of the day I spent WAY too much than I wanted to but its whatever, I recover and the next month will be greater and better....

Soundtrack of the night: "change gon' come" ~Sam Cooke~
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