rarrr so i got drunk last night.
it's been a while.
it all started with a free cocktail at the strip club. which moved onto a few free drinks at hip-e club. who can say no to free drinks damn it?!
anyways, hip-e, being the place of employment of my B always look after me, last night was no exception.
B drove me home. i think we kissed. oops. i wasn't meant to give in! i did, however, spend a great amount of time talking to him about all the reasons it couldn't work. he thinks it can. he thinks he can make me SO happy. and i guess this is where i know it's all gonna go pear shaped. it's like my first boyfriend. he wanted so badly to make me happy that he thought he could, he assured me he would, but at the end of the day, we were just different people. i like to make out in public, he didn't. i liked to splash in puddles, he thought i was embarrassing. as much as he might have wanted to make me happy, i just couldn't have loved him forever. is B the same?
then there's the fact that B is a night-child. he sleeps during the day and the night is his world. i grew up in hospitality. i don't want to be facing it for the rest of my days, i couldn't be with someone who has their own club etc, it's just not the dream... i like to get up at 12, and sleep at 12. half and half. and one day shortly, i'll be up at 6, to bed at 9. how would that work, really?
hmmm that aside, i slept all day today because i think i'm still rotten on the inside.
anti-biotics makes life so hazy, as though it wasn't already enough.
i have to work now. work was fun last night!
it's been a while.
it all started with a free cocktail at the strip club. which moved onto a few free drinks at hip-e club. who can say no to free drinks damn it?!
anyways, hip-e, being the place of employment of my B always look after me, last night was no exception.
B drove me home. i think we kissed. oops. i wasn't meant to give in! i did, however, spend a great amount of time talking to him about all the reasons it couldn't work. he thinks it can. he thinks he can make me SO happy. and i guess this is where i know it's all gonna go pear shaped. it's like my first boyfriend. he wanted so badly to make me happy that he thought he could, he assured me he would, but at the end of the day, we were just different people. i like to make out in public, he didn't. i liked to splash in puddles, he thought i was embarrassing. as much as he might have wanted to make me happy, i just couldn't have loved him forever. is B the same?
then there's the fact that B is a night-child. he sleeps during the day and the night is his world. i grew up in hospitality. i don't want to be facing it for the rest of my days, i couldn't be with someone who has their own club etc, it's just not the dream... i like to get up at 12, and sleep at 12. half and half. and one day shortly, i'll be up at 6, to bed at 9. how would that work, really?
hmmm that aside, i slept all day today because i think i'm still rotten on the inside.
anti-biotics makes life so hazy, as though it wasn't already enough.
i have to work now. work was fun last night!