I haven’t posted in a while but let me just do a recap so we can catch up. You see I’ve been on holiday and I decided to spend it in Coventry with my family and friends. Crazy tings I tell you! You see I was living with third year students but one would assume they are in first year or something like that. Anyway, first things first, as soon as I get there it’s party time almost as if it were an induction into a sacred sorority and this was phase one ‘meet the jocks’. ’Don’t take off your shoes!’ I am told. ‘Just drop your luggage we're going out’
So we head out to this house party in Priory Place and my cousin Nish does the honors. This is Ghizzy ‘the connect’ - dude gat every dealer on speed dial plus 24 hour deliveries in case you get *munchies. He is also a really dope dancer especially when the herb is in play. That very minute Kaptainalex walks in ‘the stoner’-nigger is always down with the plan and he always has the plan. Where, when what? That is your guy. I turn around and meet Joel B ‘the swella’-blood has never said sorry to nobody! When asked why this is what he said ‘I simply don’t think they deserve it’ (source withheld) I met several more of different ranks on other nights but I will only talk about these ones. Oh, I almost forgot Vicc Saint ‘the hustler’-he has his future in check always on his grind, not forgetting he is killer on the mix when it comes to the party tunes. After this it was time for phase two ‘party hard’
There were lots of events but I will only talk about one. It all happened one hard weekend. This guy had his birthday in London on Saturday. V.I.P tables, open bar and every high end thing you could think of. It was the plan for the weekend, even those with papers had sacrificed that day and the next. It was an event not to be missed. So Nish, Ghizzy and I we were having an easy night indoors on Thursday, and just as I was announcing my exit to bed, we heard a knock at the door. Not it! Ghizzy and I called quickly so Nish had to go see who it was. In just a few minutes, the birthday boy and two of his mates walked into the living room with bottles of Jack, Vodka and Martel! happily announcing the party starts tonight (biggest mistake he ever made). In just a few minutes Kaptainalex and Joel B were in the house and in a few more minutes the house was full to its max! Dj on the mix even. The party had really started.
The next day started with Kaptainalex who had slept on the living room sofa, being woken up for his 2 p.m paper. He didn’t even have his I.D or a calculator when he got there for his ‘ACCOUNTS’ exam. That, my friend, is a story for another day. On day two the party was at Joel Bz house and as usual started with a massive pre drink, then off to the club and finally back to his for the post drink. Unfortunately, I cannot give details of what went on, reasons being foggy memory and viewer discretion. Anyway we go home in the morning ticket bookings in mind and the guys head to London to prepare. I got up at three and decided I was not going. A minute later Nish was off it as well. We called our other mates and they were telling us they have a barbeque and we should head there. Quickly discarding any plans regarding the party they had all promised to attend. That right there is the reason why I said he made a huge mistake. Coventry people are foxes! If you don’t bring a bus and get everyone on it you’re wasting your time inviting them. And the worst bit is they had no incentive as they had just partied for two days straight.
*munchies- when you get hungry after blazing
