Jun 21, 2008 21:08
I went on my first cruise to celebrate graduation and it is really hard to sum up the experience without sounding like a "girl gone wild and crazy in Mexico" stereotype. So I will not indulge in the details, but if you had the privilege of seeing the photos then you already know what i mean.
key words to sum up cruise:
-Bachelor party
-Papas and Beers
-"just take a shot"
-box wine
-strippers
-tacos
-slumber parties
-table 232
I met a guy on the cruise, and I actually liked him enough where I would date him if he didn't live abut 4 hours away. (i say actually, because the last few recent Bakersfieldian prospects have been disappointing, at best, and needless to say I have not had a second date with anyone due to lack of interest)This further proves that I seem to attach myself to men that are unavailable to me.
Why does this happen, I have some possible reasons.
-1. there are no guys in Bakersfield that I like, and the ones I do like move away, further proving that I destined to be single if I continue to live in Bakersfield.
2-I secretly do not want a boyfriend, thus subconsciously seek out men (and get attached to them) even though I know I can't have a future with them, because at least liking someone is kinda fun.
3- I am so afraid of rejection, that being far away from them means that I am already instantly rejected due to the distance without it hurting my feelings- I am very good at convincing myself that we would be together, if it wasnt for the distance (even if its a lie).
After the cruise I would like to say that I spent the week recovering, but (un)fortunately I had two separate friends come to town who I normally do not see, which required me to entertain-aka we drank a lot, and I acted a fool. Now I have a cold,and my parents wont stop giving me disapproving looks for being out almost every night this week.
My high school friend is moving to Buenos Aires for the summer, Long Beach State gave him a grant. I am super jealous and I am debating of tagging along. I am in the process of figuring out how much money I can safely blow through before I am financially forced to get a job.
Have I mentioned that this last week just further validated my conclusion that I need to get out of Bakersfield?