Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Labor Day Weekend is too long
Originally I was going to go up north for the extended weekend but that kind of fell through so instead I waitressed on Friday and was responsible and went home after making all kind of money. It was a ridiculously busy night to be a server which meant bitchy customers, lots of sweat, and other cranky coworkers. BUT on the upside it meant lots of money. Saturday I finally took my cat, Wino, to the vet. I've had her for just about a year and I just got around to getting her shots...which they have to give her in the butt. I almost fainted watching that. It would have been the TB test all over again. Once I went with my ex boyfriend for a TB test and the nurse had me come in and hold his hand because he was scared. Well after he was done, they thought he was going to faint so they were holding him up and the next thing I know, I had passed out on the ground and hit my head on the bed going down. Yes...true story. After the vet, I went out to celebrate my cousin's 21st birthday with my family (mind you we already celebrated earlier this week...which turned into a bunch of us going to a real classy strip club (yes this is my life (awkward i know))) So we went out for some dinner with my cousins, one of their girlfriends, my uncle and his girlfriend. My family loves to drink. So we of course go to another bar after that before heading to Water street to meet my dad (yup true story) and his friends. AND HIS GIRLFRIEND (let me tell you how awkward this is). This is my dad's first girlfriend since my mom died and i'm learning to deal with it, she's a nice lady and all but the whole idea of it still really sucks. But anways we went to this little irish bar on Water street so we could celebrate my cousins birthday again all together. It was a fun time...of course we stayed out till bar time though which is too late because my coworker invited me to a marathon bus pub crawl thing on Sunday which began at 11 AM. Starting to drink at 11 AM is not the best idea. But we thought it was going to be "sooooo fun." We got t-shirts and everything!!!! Well anyways, we made it until 10 PM and then a bouncer would not let us into the next bar even though i was adamently trying to convince him of multiple reasons why we should be allowed in. His reponse? And you just slurred that ENTIRE sentence. And my coworker was dancing on the sidewalk while I was arguing (what I thought was SUCH a good case haha). So we went home and went to bed. THEN Monday = junk parade in the town from where I am from. It's the most white trashtastic thing you will ever see. A bunch of hicks in their junky shit...in a parade. YES. So I did that and then went to bed around 6 PM and slept for a good 12 hours...success! GOAL? Take a small break from drinking...but if you refer back to my last post that never works out. Maybe I'll just give up boys instead...they're stupid anyways right? Now that its Tuesday I'm back to my responsible life of work and Insanity (which is KILLING me!) Clearly I could not do insanity yesterday so that was my day off. Wish me luck!
Friday, September 2, 2011
Being a twenty-something is weird.
Read the blog that I posted before this...its pretty comical and completely accurate to my life. My anxiety level is definitely out of the roof...anyone that knows me very well would label me as a bit neurotic.. I tend to overanalyze everything and worry constantly. I have tried to change that as I have matured...although I think it has only gotten worse with age, instead of the reverse. As I sit here blogging (on a Friday night mind you..yes I am THAT cool tonight) I am already overanalyzing this blog. The other thing about that blog that made me laugh is the part where we change our minds...on ourselves....i'm never drinking again and then two days later we're off to the next party with our friends. That is exactly true even though every morning you wake up after a long night of drinking you tell yourself you will never put your body through that again...only to turn around and do it again a week later. On dating...one minute you're totally into someone and the next you find someone that totally annoys you. I don't date first of all. I get awkward around boys. I like to think I just spend time with boys. I also tend to run away from anyone that likes me. I am not sure why I do this, it is an awful habit that I have developed because I am probably running away from potentially amazing opportunities. I get all nervous and weird when it comes to commitment...which is kind of ironic considering I was in a relationship with someone FOREVER (or it felt like). So instead I just hang out with people until they get too mushy and awkward and then I run away (so beware). Maybe someday I will find the person that makes me want to stay. Talk about sex more than having it..that's funny and probably true. Again with dating...you have to put yourself out there which could lead to rejection...etc and who wants to deal with awkward oh my god is it okay conversation anyways. Not saying it's not worth it...just that we can't all be like Chelsea Handler and write a book about our horizonal life and make it okay. :) Or be an ass like Tucker Max and really not give a shit about anything (which would be nice sometimes...hey?). OH P.S. I did learn how to take this blog off of my twitter in case any of my BFF's were wondering...so no randos will know too much about me!! In other news...my life is still a bit of a mess. I dropped my keys down the elevator shaft after doing a 5 K for work so I had to wait for someone to come dig them out of the scary basement elevator part. My phone broke a couple days after that so I had to get a new one. I got another parking ticket (go figure). I don't really flinch anymore when things like this happen...I figure that for all the bad (or negative luck) that I have...there HAS to be something amazing coming my way...right? RIGHT? Well hey on the bright side...I don't live above Nana in a one bedroom in bunk beds with three people and a cat anymore!!
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