Uhhhhh I hate bugs.
Place is so damn clean and still bugs, urggg v annoying.
I went to a new club this weekend.
It was pretty different. It’s one square room with bars lining the side.
But the kicker is the room is full of VIP tables.
So like…if you ain’t popping bottles in there…you ain’t getting no hoes.
The whole place was made just for flexing.
I sat on the lip edge on top of one of the couches and security pushed me off LOL.
We went in there at midnight and it was pretty empty, but the real weird thing was I was the only guy.
We asked the bartender wtf and she explained how everyone comes over here around 1:30 after turning up at the club next door.
So then like it gets late and you start seeing huge squads of homies coming in to their tables and the ladies that were alone earlier just flocking to em;
and Im just left there like damn.
Overall the night was pretty fun though.
The ladies in that place were gorgeous and out of my league.
Thankfully I can dance so I still managed to make it work for a bit.
Also doesn’t help that it’s an older crowd there and I look like a child.
I got pulled into this (beautiful)line of ladies swag surfing, THROWBACK TO 2008 lmfao
I know the dance because I remember watching videos of it back in the day.
But I’ve never done it to the song.
Most tiring thing ever, omfg.
Also it’s funny because the DJ will talk on the mic there. At one point 3 or 4 people near me were doing the electric slide and he came on and said ” Oh hell nah, too many grown men out here doing the electric slide, Im changing the track”
The bartender was so dope, since we were there early as hell she remembered our faces. and even if she busy and I was far down the line, she’d point at me and get me my drink first.
But I don’t want to run into another hot amazing bartender please.
My friends died which shouldn’t be the case at this age anymore but I’m unfortunately far too used to having to drag bodies back home.
It’s funny, I remember getting back to their place and saying,
“yeah I brought other clothes to sleep in”
then I remember getting tackled and thinking
“tht hurt, oh yeah I gotta get up and change my clothes”
and then I woke up with homegurl sleeping on me
and was like awwwwwww
…..but mostly was very dissapointed because I didnt even manage to change into my comfy clothes lol
I literally cannot remember the last time I slept at somebody elses place.
I always bring clothes but drunk me never cares.
Somebody give me some fucking points for not driving myself home drunk.
Progress drunk me, progress.
I did sooooo much learning this weekend.
It’s usually so hard for me to get work done on the weekend.
Feeling a lot more confident in myself which will hopefully show in the next interview?
I’m not going to quit, not now, not everrrrr.
I know I suck at it and it’ll take a lot more failures but that’s just fine.
I started working out last week and went too hard on the first day back because I’m a cocky fool. Or because I stretched it too much afterwards doing some weird hanging pull up things, idk. WHATEVER
The point is, my bicep has been fucked and I finally got range of motion back this week so I don’t have to hold my arm in an imaginary sling anymore, weeeee.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.
This injury is on me, but it’s healing way faster than I estimated compared to when I pulled my fucking hamstring.
Still can’t put any kind of weight on it yet, but I’m excited for whenever I can return to the gym….