How cliche of me to start off by saying “It’s been a while since I’ve updated” BUT let’s get real, it’s been AGES since I’ve last posted. I’ve been living life and getting my shit in order, so I don’t feel too badly about not writing recently.
So, let’s update!
I am happy!
I had been down in the dumps about my body and how much weight I’ve gained, as well as how little I had been working and the lack of money I was bringing in. I woke up daily and just didn’t want to deal with the world, would rather be in bed until 3 pm than facing life head on. I was hiding from the world but knew that I needed to change my attitude before my relationship was sabotaged by my own doing.
So I decided to give it a shot, to try to be happy. And holy fck, it actually helped in so many ways! I decided to let go of the negativity in my head, how I perceived the world around me and just like a little spell, I became happy. It doesn’t mean that I’m suddenly happy 24/7, I still have my moments and off days, but I’ve been focused more on the good around me, and I’ve been in an overall better mood!
I’m 23 now (woohoo) and babe is the big 3-0! We had such a fun night celebrating his birthday and the end of my birthday week by going to downtown Dallas to watch the Stars kick some ass (errs, get their ass kicked). So maybe they lost, but we had epic seats and the people watching was hilarious.
We met up with some of his co-workers and friends and had drinks afterwards at the Jack Daniels club, followed by a confusing drive to our hotel and finding a 7/11 to get some Budice for the hotel room. We hopped a block over to my favorite bar OEP, but once realizing how shitty the clientele was, we high tailed it out of there and went to some hole in the wall bar and ended up running into my old neighbor from my old apartment before I moved in with Justin. Most random bar, most random person to run into AND THEN I mentioned how shitty OEP was to the bartender, mentioned a friend of mine and got a sweet hook up on the drinks. Oh, and the two wedding parties that were at the bar made for a fun night. Groomsmen get really drunk at their friends weddings and that’s the only conclusion I’ve come to.
We ended up leaving the hotel at like 2:30am, mainly because the hotel was creepy as fuck, but also we wanted to be home with our pups and wake up whenever we wanted, not having to stick to a certain clock out time. It was a good call considering we stayed up until almost 5 am having a blast together, and ended up sleeping well past 3 pm the next day.