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I realized over the weekend...
that I really don’t like going out any more. Walking around in sexy, but extremely uncomfortable shoes, getting hit on by dumbasses, getting drinks spilled on me as I squeeze my way through the crowd to wait on line for 10 minutes to pee. It’s just not fun any more.
Not to say that it has anything to do with me being anti-social, because I’m a very social creature and love being around my friends, but I just realized over the weekend that I really DON’T enjoy being in a bar or club that much any more. I force myself to go because that’s pretty much what people my age do when they want to go out and have “fun”. I hate coming home and stinking of cigs and beer. I don’t even like getting wasted any more. It sucks. It was so much more fun when I had an 8ball in my purse. Lol
I’m much more of a day time person. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older but I just love when it’s beautiful out and I hit the beach with my friends or do something cool outdoors. Love getting up early on a Saturday and going for breakfast and then the beach. I can’t wait for daylight savings so I can stay at the beach even longer.
I mean I'll go hit up a club if someone major is going to be there like Sasha, but no more of this every weekend bullshit Friday & Saturday night partying...I guess I'm a dork.
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My soliloquy may be hard for some to swallow, but so is cod liver oil.
| quote: | Originally posted by notelfreak
man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone |
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