Sunday, January 17, 2010

2010 Begins


I've been absent, but SO much has been going on. I'll give you the run down. Lets start with Christmas....

Pretty normal, presents, food, and lots of sleep. The after Christmas I went to my friend's house, and that night was a old flame of mine's going away party (mind you he has not left yet...). He plays basketball, and he's going to play overseas in Brazil, I hope he wraps it up, they have diseases down there Back to the story. So we go to Divas Lounge in Montclair, and first off it MUST have been old folks night, because there was A LOT of older people. I was not impressed. But we were already there so why not enjoy it. Grabbed a few drinks and got started on having a good night.
He, lets call him NBA Dude, finally arrives. We do the hug, kiss, glad you came thing. He goes to mingle, I grab another drink and kept it moving. Long story short, it was an alright party, the crowd was just a tad bit too old for my liking.

New Years Eve:
Club Abyss it is. Tickets $40, so it better be a great night. They refuse to play any current music before midnight o.O, so that initially killed my buzz. Fast forward, the group of girls I went with want to leave at 12:30 to go to another spot, so...ermmm, fine okay. Outside, I realize this other spot is the Mansion, I REFUSE to go to the Sigma Mansion, sorry not my kinda thing. So me and a friend dip and go to this dude's hotel party. He likes me, been trying to have my friend hook us up, so why not. Get there, its like a scene from a tacky 90s music video. We walk in the room, do and about face and walk out. moments later, girls run out screaming, they did a champagne shower on the skeezers left in the room. *WHY OH WHY*. I'm in the hallway, drunk, and hungry. Big, thuggish looking dude walks by. "Whats your name?" I ask, "Snacks"...drunkenly assuming if your name is snacks you should have some kind of candy...he does not, and also does not understand my screams of "FALSE ADVERTISEMENT...WHERE ARE THE SNACKS?!" After I carry on like this for a few minutes, we decide to leave and go to an infamous NJ diner. Thats how I entered 2010 o.O.

New Years Resolution:
No sex for the year! I break it within the first week. I call NBA Dude and ask him to come over. Its been 4 years of us going back and forth, he's been calling me nonstop since Christmas, and he's leaving, BINGO, great it works, no new notches on the belt, and he leaves. God punished me, it was the WORST sex of my life. I was literally counting cracks in the ceiling. I guess its not 100% his fault, I mean I didn't give the best performance either. So no more sex, and I mean it this time!

Social Experiment:
I join Three day trial why not?! I meet a sexy guy, he gives me his email, and emails me right away. His real name is attached to the email. The stalker in me Facebook him. Facebook profile picture. Him dancing w/ a woman in a wedding dress, same woman is in multiple pictures with him looking very much in love. I delete my account on day 2. is not for me.

Taj Lounge:
I love this place. Friend and I go. She was invited by a new guy she met, who is interested in her. I'm dragged along, no problem here. We get there, VIP shuffled to the front of the line, get in before birthday boy and his entourage..hahaha! He's there with his baby's mother. She is attached to his hip. My friend is mad about this, but is not letting this ruin her night. I say he's a loser, and dance. His entourage are a bunch of hoodlums. Grinding on the dance floor. One girl takes off her shorts/ picked up, laid on the floor, and grind upon. I am in shock! Taj Lounge will never be the same again. I am embarrassed for them. Move to the other side of the dance floor. Enjoy the rest of my night away from the hoodlums.

Thats how I began 2010. I'm not quite sure how that foreshadows the remaining of the year, at least it will be interesting. :]


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