This weekend/life in general
Dear Journal,
I have a new love of pics in my LJ entries...mostly because I just realized a week ago that you can do this.
So...I'm under the belief that life is a balancing act. Work with family, family with friends, friends with boyfriend, etc, etc.
I certainly don't have my life in balance right now. It's certainly better than it was but still not anywhere close to how balanced it is when in school. Real life is hard - not having a syllabus to tell you what to do is more challenging but exciting. I'd certainly rather not have the syllabus.
This weekend my parents were in Canada for Thanksgiving, so my sister and I hung out on Thursday. Friday Peter and Jess came up to Ann Arbor and we ate at Miki, went to a Jazz Bar, and finally Necto where we met A and her sister.
Peter apparently got kicked out, I was told as he walked by with A and Jess. No one came and got me though so I didn't leave Necto for like 30 more minutes.
Necto was interesting though...first I got in for free. Jess was going to pay for Peter and I but when I walked up the guy said, "it's alright, you're a hottie. go on in."
Next we went to go get drinks. I was going to pay for the first round and a round of shots. Just then I saw Jay (my DJ friend) and he was like, "oh don't worry, just put these drinks on my tab." Well Jay drinks for free at Necto because he spins there. Next round was also on Jay...so I haven't had to pay for anything yet.
Feeling pretty good I start talking to the other people around me at the bar. Fastforward like 2 hours - I haven't paid for a single drink, I haven't left the bar area either. At one point I had three drinks infront of me. All bought by different guys. At the end I had a fishbowl bought for me by a girl named Amy who was my new best friend that I went to the bathroom with after pushing like 4 girls aside infront of us.
Matt Tobel, Jess and I got pizza and water from NYPD and I helped Matt find his friends again while Jess took my phone and A drove off without me. But she only cirlced around the block.
What's thrown me off though - I don't get that much attention. I get some attention at the gay bar. I don't get constant attention. If I would have known I wouldn't have to pay for alcohol at the bar anymore, I would have gained these 30 lbs a long time ago (like around my 21st birthday).
Also my mother called me and all my friends alcoholics. In the most passive aggressive way possible obviously. That seriously pissed me off. I've been trying to be more honest with my mother and I don't think I deserved to be told that.