
I had my first clubbing experience last Thursday. I went to Club Social in Hollywood. It was sort of a last minute decision [it's a long boring story I'd rather not get into], so I didn't have anything to wear. I ended up having to buy a shirt from Guess. I wore boots to the club, and to be honest, I felt really self conscious about it the whole night. Haha. I would rather have been wearing nice heels and a dress. Nonetheless, it was a fun night. It wasn't as intense as I expected my first clubbing experience to be. I definitely want to go again hahha.
I really want to get out of the house. I want freedom. Money really does make the world go round. It sucks. But having money means having a life. I need another job because working weekends for Cutesygirl isn't going to be enough for gas, books, food money, and everything else. I'm stressed out about money at the moment. Managing money is the drawback of growing up. Ugh, so stressful.
I messed up my beautiful Subaru again. I hate myself.
2 comments:
thingsweforget...
Very cool blog. I like the post-it note thing.
i've felt that exact same way..
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