I’ve been going hard at the gym recently. My food intake hasn’t always been the healthiest choices but I try to eat clean as much as I can. From where I was earlier in the year, I’ve seen lots more progress and I’m so happy about that. I was shirtless in Vegas at the Planet Hollywood Pool. Who would have ever thought that!? Not me, that’s for sure. I’ve still got a bit ways to go to get to where I want to be, and I’m excited that it’s closer and closer. 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼
My last post was dedicated to taking things at face value. Well that shit just flew out the window when I was placed in a situation of seeing my last fling at a bar on a date, and being a bit too boozed up to think clearly. It’s so stupid. I don’t know why I half converted into a teenage girl and we both played the “I saw you and you saw me” game, but neither one of us would initiate the first move in starting a conversation. I could be wrong and he probably wanted to just ignore me or didn’t think of me at all, but I don’t think so…..
I should have gone with my gut instinct. It told me to just go up and say, “hey! How are you? Hope everything has been good. Just wanted to stop ya to say hi. Enjoy the rest of your night.” But nope, that didn’t happen.
What’s done is done. You live and you learn. Next time regardless of what happens, I will trust my gut and do what it tells me.
I tried to convince myself that I was going to stop fucking with somebody, but then there I was waiting on them to do something to change my mind.
I’ve decided to stop the bullshit and take things for face value. People show you who they are. We can’t hope that they will change, because they won’t. If they act and treat you like they don’t care or give a shit, then they really don’t care or give a shit.
This goes for everyone: friends, family, dating, ect. I’m tired and done wasting my time and effort. I deserve better.
I’ve been asked out on dates and have turned them down. Am I just so uninterested in everyone or am I being too picky?
Here’s a tip: Ask me out for pizza or nachos and I won’t say no. 😜
Yesterday was a crazy day at work. I had a 15 hour shift, which culminated with our inaugural event. Free booze and food and great music made the night really fun. Best part was hanging out with co workers who were clowning me about being a piece of meat for an attendee. Fuckers…. It was funny though and I had a blast.
Jessica asked if I was up for going to Vegas about 3 days before the planned takeoff date. It was Valentine’s Day weekend, and it’s not like I had any plans, so of course I said yes.
We booked a room, rented a car and we’re off on Friday evening. It took us about 5 hours to get there due to some very bad traffic, but we made it and started drinking right away. Breakfast at like 5am, then bed, then up to drinking and a buffet before more drinking and then Tao nightclub.
Tao was a blast because I met Jamie, who took us to his private VIP booth and offered us all as much of the bottle service as we wanted. I can’t complain about the night cos I ended up meeting some cool new people.
Maybe it’s the whole not ever being in the dating scene when I was younger, but these casual outings I’ve gone on recently have really made me realize how out of place I feel when casually hanging out with new people.
I mean I got a fucking dating profile thanks to co workers last year. A good laugh in the beginning, but I ended up making a real good friend from it, so it wasnt all that bad.
It’s this damn generation. I dabble in it, yes, but the majority of what they consider hip, cool and normal isn’t really my style.
And one more thing, why the fuck am I getting 20 year olds trying to get at me? Where where you a few years ago when you fell in my age range.
Ended up celebrating my bday at The Monty in DTLA. Not much to say to describe the outing, but here is photographic evidence of the nights debauchery:
The hangover, luckily, wasn’t too bad. Although I was told that I threatened people. In my defense it was more of a warning to make sure my friend got home in one piece. Next year is a big one…. Gonna have to top every year I’ve celebrated thus far.
Originally I was supposed to go to Union Station for their 20’s themed open bar New Years celebration, but with tickets being about $165, not many people were up for it. We found a similar event at Hotel Figueroa with a Casablanca theme for $30, but no open bar.
We met up at Vanessa’s house and took the Metro since it was free from 9pm – 2am. It was cold for LA standards. The place turned out to be worth it for the price of admission.
When we got there, it wasn’t too packed, so me manages to get a small table under some flamed lanterns to keep us warm. We got a few drinks and tacos and just enjoyed the night! They had some performances, including a mermaid whom dove into the swimming pool. Images below:
Vanessa and I met a girl downstairs by the restrooms and she was awesome! Hi Faten!!
The clock struck 12am and we all celebrated! We kept drinking, dancing and eating tacos.
Fun event overall, until the end when some drunk girl took my pea coat. It was 30+ degrees and I was walking the streets of LA. Just FYI, for us SoCal residents, this IS cold!! The first day of the new year and I have a story to remember.