Hello stalkers!
Well life is just fabulous! I am having a great time
Ive been down in Newquay for a week now and its been non stop fun, with an important lesson thrown in for good measure.
Thursday night I went out and saw a lot of old friends and made apologies to those I annoyed last summer. It seemed all eyes were on me like there was some sort of glow around me or something because i had admiring glances from just about every male in the joint. One of the guys who I knew and had a non thing with last summer took quite a shining to me and wouldnt leave me alone. He was very obviously into me and wanted to take me home with him. Im not that attracted to him but i thought, hey, why the hell not. Bad mistake. Oh my god, i swear the guy had been practicing on rubber dolls or something cos I was like dude, fuck, calm down, slow down, im not made of rubber! but he didnt listen so i had to stop it and go home. nice. walk home at 3am. lucky it was only a 5min walk.
the funny thing about it was that the whole time this guy was mauling me i couldnt get the image of dominating my old boss out of my head. how funny! hahaha! i told him about it the other night and said "youre my dream bitch" hahahaha!
then on friday night, went out again and saw andy. my "ex". well, we kinda were together for like 5 minutes. now this guy, well andy is famous for his crazy ways and getting really reckless. short, well built guy who has never been right since he came out of the army. i always thought he had a tiny penis. but man, i am so drawn to him, so attracted to him. there is something underneath all the craziness that is solid and i am so attracted to it. well, he was so excited to see me again and especially my new tattoo. he couldnt keep his eyes or hands off me. i couldnt help but give in. so i went home with him and we had the greatest sex to kings of leon - knocked up. ok, no it didnt last 7 mins (length of the song) but that song takes me back to the love making every time i play it. unfortunately, his best friend came home with a cut up hand and andy decided to get high with his buddies. i walked in on him telling his mate about fucking me so i got dressed and went home. i wasnt so pleased about that. i didnt think he was like that. anyway.
on saturday night, i went out again. this time i drank 6 pints of cider on an empty stomach and after having a wicked time at red square with all the boys dancing around me and buying me drinks (i work best on my own haha!) i somehow got it into my head that i needed to find andy. why, i hav no idea. i also found myself in his house knocking on his bedroom door. later i bumped into one of his buddies who said they asked to get rid of me. i think he was lying cos he is a cunt who hates me anyway. i said, thats fine, im going home anyway.
sunday i spent the whole day in bed licking my wounds. literally also since i tripped and fell up a gravel path in my drunkan state and grazed all the skin off my hands and knees. nice! but anyway, on sunday i was like, what in the hell were you doing looking for andy last night? i hav no idea what i was doing and i really should have just gone home cos they dont deserve me looking for them at 4am. but i learned a valuable lesson. no more going out and getting pissed and involved with destructive people. i am here to work and surf. i need to surround myself by good people, positive people who live for the surf and have good things to say and dont self destruct.
so i went to work on sunday night. i was not in the mood for being there and still feeling pretty sick from the night before but i managed to do 7 dances on a quite night and came home with 80.
monday i stayed in bed and watched movies on my laptop (running with scissors and elektra) despite everyone at the hostel asking me to go out with them as monday nights are locals nights. i said no thanks. i am sticking to my word. work and surf, no partying.
tuesday night i went to work. the club takes a big cut from your money but they only charge 100 for four nights plus 25% comission on whatever you make. the club was dead. just five guys came in. two were dressed in cow costumes, so funny and the one of them fell in love with me. he was cute, hes only twenty but i got so horny dancing for him! i also danced for this old scottish guy who smelled weird and was such a fucking pervert. ew! so i only went home with 45 and they closed at 12:30. they gave me a free night to work to make up for it. i wnt over to the walkabout and had a drink, chatted with some old friends and watched the bands before heading home.
last night i worked again, only 9 girls on and i was the most popular girl in the club. theyd gone round all the pubs and clubs and given discount entry stamps to people so it wouldnt be another dead night so the club was full of non paying people just there to look and see but i came home with 290! i stole away 80 tho and if i hadnt i wouldve come home with 210 insted. i was just selling consecutive dances and pocketing the extra cash but if i did three dances in a row i would declare one extra dance and pocket the third ones cash (we arent allowed to accept cash from the customers). the manager was very impressed with me because i did 18 dances last night. i was in and out of that dance room non stop! i didnt even get a chance to get a drink and catch my breath!
and you know what, its down to being happy, having a positive attitude, having fun with it and not taking it seriously, being confident and giving a great fucking dance. if i didnt do that, i would hate the job and i dont make money wen im hating being there! so the boss said to me i will easily make 1000 a week working there. STOKED!!! my goal is to save 5000 by september and i reckon i will too.
now i just need to find a place to rent. id like my own place and not to live in a shared house.
my boy in finland sent me 1000 yesterday which came to 628 so i deposited 880 into my account today. STOKED! I made close to a grand in one day yesterday! hahahaha!! so im feeling good.
im also currently reading "the science of getting rich" which is hard going because of the style of writing but it is very good. pretty much saying the same thing ive read in "it works", "the secret" "think and grow rich" and "the game of life and how to play it" which is that everything you think becomes reality so if you focus on something it will eventually become real. its made me be more aware of my thoughts and so im working on being more positive and thinking the right thoughts.
Well life is just fabulous! I am having a great time
Ive been down in Newquay for a week now and its been non stop fun, with an important lesson thrown in for good measure.
Thursday night I went out and saw a lot of old friends and made apologies to those I annoyed last summer. It seemed all eyes were on me like there was some sort of glow around me or something because i had admiring glances from just about every male in the joint. One of the guys who I knew and had a non thing with last summer took quite a shining to me and wouldnt leave me alone. He was very obviously into me and wanted to take me home with him. Im not that attracted to him but i thought, hey, why the hell not. Bad mistake. Oh my god, i swear the guy had been practicing on rubber dolls or something cos I was like dude, fuck, calm down, slow down, im not made of rubber! but he didnt listen so i had to stop it and go home. nice. walk home at 3am. lucky it was only a 5min walk.
the funny thing about it was that the whole time this guy was mauling me i couldnt get the image of dominating my old boss out of my head. how funny! hahaha! i told him about it the other night and said "youre my dream bitch" hahahaha!
then on friday night, went out again and saw andy. my "ex". well, we kinda were together for like 5 minutes. now this guy, well andy is famous for his crazy ways and getting really reckless. short, well built guy who has never been right since he came out of the army. i always thought he had a tiny penis. but man, i am so drawn to him, so attracted to him. there is something underneath all the craziness that is solid and i am so attracted to it. well, he was so excited to see me again and especially my new tattoo. he couldnt keep his eyes or hands off me. i couldnt help but give in. so i went home with him and we had the greatest sex to kings of leon - knocked up. ok, no it didnt last 7 mins (length of the song) but that song takes me back to the love making every time i play it. unfortunately, his best friend came home with a cut up hand and andy decided to get high with his buddies. i walked in on him telling his mate about fucking me so i got dressed and went home. i wasnt so pleased about that. i didnt think he was like that. anyway.
on saturday night, i went out again. this time i drank 6 pints of cider on an empty stomach and after having a wicked time at red square with all the boys dancing around me and buying me drinks (i work best on my own haha!) i somehow got it into my head that i needed to find andy. why, i hav no idea. i also found myself in his house knocking on his bedroom door. later i bumped into one of his buddies who said they asked to get rid of me. i think he was lying cos he is a cunt who hates me anyway. i said, thats fine, im going home anyway.
sunday i spent the whole day in bed licking my wounds. literally also since i tripped and fell up a gravel path in my drunkan state and grazed all the skin off my hands and knees. nice! but anyway, on sunday i was like, what in the hell were you doing looking for andy last night? i hav no idea what i was doing and i really should have just gone home cos they dont deserve me looking for them at 4am. but i learned a valuable lesson. no more going out and getting pissed and involved with destructive people. i am here to work and surf. i need to surround myself by good people, positive people who live for the surf and have good things to say and dont self destruct.
so i went to work on sunday night. i was not in the mood for being there and still feeling pretty sick from the night before but i managed to do 7 dances on a quite night and came home with 80.
monday i stayed in bed and watched movies on my laptop (running with scissors and elektra) despite everyone at the hostel asking me to go out with them as monday nights are locals nights. i said no thanks. i am sticking to my word. work and surf, no partying.
tuesday night i went to work. the club takes a big cut from your money but they only charge 100 for four nights plus 25% comission on whatever you make. the club was dead. just five guys came in. two were dressed in cow costumes, so funny and the one of them fell in love with me. he was cute, hes only twenty but i got so horny dancing for him! i also danced for this old scottish guy who smelled weird and was such a fucking pervert. ew! so i only went home with 45 and they closed at 12:30. they gave me a free night to work to make up for it. i wnt over to the walkabout and had a drink, chatted with some old friends and watched the bands before heading home.
last night i worked again, only 9 girls on and i was the most popular girl in the club. theyd gone round all the pubs and clubs and given discount entry stamps to people so it wouldnt be another dead night so the club was full of non paying people just there to look and see but i came home with 290! i stole away 80 tho and if i hadnt i wouldve come home with 210 insted. i was just selling consecutive dances and pocketing the extra cash but if i did three dances in a row i would declare one extra dance and pocket the third ones cash (we arent allowed to accept cash from the customers). the manager was very impressed with me because i did 18 dances last night. i was in and out of that dance room non stop! i didnt even get a chance to get a drink and catch my breath!
and you know what, its down to being happy, having a positive attitude, having fun with it and not taking it seriously, being confident and giving a great fucking dance. if i didnt do that, i would hate the job and i dont make money wen im hating being there! so the boss said to me i will easily make 1000 a week working there. STOKED!!! my goal is to save 5000 by september and i reckon i will too.
now i just need to find a place to rent. id like my own place and not to live in a shared house.
my boy in finland sent me 1000 yesterday which came to 628 so i deposited 880 into my account today. STOKED! I made close to a grand in one day yesterday! hahahaha!! so im feeling good.
im also currently reading "the science of getting rich" which is hard going because of the style of writing but it is very good. pretty much saying the same thing ive read in "it works", "the secret" "think and grow rich" and "the game of life and how to play it" which is that everything you think becomes reality so if you focus on something it will eventually become real. its made me be more aware of my thoughts and so im working on being more positive and thinking the right thoughts.