Life as a blonde
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Is it Weird
That in the morning I listen to When Will My Life Begin from Tangled and it motivates me to continue my day?
Sunday, July 28, 2013
I can finally sleep now
Today was one of those days where it was just so long that it just drove on forever. So let me start with yesterday. Yesterday, I went to the US open of surfing with Shelby (my best franddd!) and we are both taken and throughout the entire open we were being yelled at and cat calls and guys were just showering us with compliments. I must admit that it was beyond flattering, but I also realize how immature it was of the boys cat calling girls like they were objects. Anyways, so Shelby and I had about 2 and a half shots each plus like 3 more in a lemonade we drank later on that day and so we were just buzzing all day wandering the open cat calling guys and getting free red bull. Shelby was even so bold as to say that she started dancing in a group of strangers. Of course I got it on video mwhahaha. Then when we left we were cat calling guys that were walking around Hungington beach when we stumbled upon the Australian's. They redirected traffic just to get us to go to their party and they were beyond gorgeous. Shelby and I stopped for a couple beers and I got re-drunk again. We took some awesome pictures exchanged instagrams and parted ways. I stayed at Shelby's until I was sober enough to drive to Nav's (my man) and then from there we went to a party for his friend Destiny. Destiny lived in New Port and her house was right on the beach. Her backyard is the Pacific ocean. In what world is that okay to leave an 18 year old alone on the beach?!? Anyways, I took one shot there and basically threw up so I decided I was done and just tapped out. My man however, took like 5 shots and got drunk. All night I delt with annoying girls who were just blatantly hitting on my boyfriend. He did not pay any attention to them at all, but still watching those beautiful girls hit on my man made me not only bitchy, but pissed off. My poor boyfriend had (and still doesn't) know why I was so distant that night. He assumes it was because I was hungover from earlier in the day, but he was wrong. I am not the type to admit to my jealousy either, so I am just gunna move on; I might hit the bitch if she does it again, but that is besides the point. So we slept on the couch and when we woke up we cleaned and just hung out. You have no idea how badly I wanted to leave and get out of there and just be alone with my man. Plus, the stupid teenagers were up till 4 having drunk shananagins, and we woke up at 8. So on very little sleep I drove to my mans house and we just cuddled and spent time together. I like spending time with him and just hanging out. It shows me he just might be maturing and we might be growing in our relationship. FINALLY. I drove home around 4 and saw my mother, who has not bothered to talk to me in the past 2 weeks, and got my clothes for work and left. It makes me sad that my mom has given up on trying to build a relationship with me, but I am not complaining about being able to come home at 2am and not be lectured. Especially since about 2 months ago my curfew was 11:30 on weekdays. Anyways so I had a long day at work, due to my exhaustion from the day before I was not on my game at work like I normally am. So, after 24 hours of non-stop driving, walking, talking, drinking, talking, and working I can finally sleep now.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
I am feeling very helpful and optimistic today. I had work really early and was tired and messed up a lot like normal, but I am becoming more and more comfortable with the idea of being everyone's boss and their friend. I am becoming more and more secure with myself because of all of the responsibility that's been handed to me recently and I am ready to kick everyone's ass and prove those bastards wrong.
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Drunk Theories
If you can't handle your shit in public, (puking, screaming, falling, crying)when you are drunk you need to go home and drink everyday until you raise your tolerance. If you walk around in public being a drunk asshole people will hate you. Especially when you puke on their shoes at a concert. Just like this bitch did to my shoes last night. She ruined the concert for me and everyone in her row because she could not handle her shit. Get. It. Together. People. because some may not be as nice as I was to that lady.
Monday, July 8, 2013
California Summer
Summer this year has consisted of me working, tanning, working out, and going to theme parks with my boyfriend. It is like back in 7th grade when I would go to Disneyland everyday, except I am much older and who would have known that I would have picked up a boyfriend in the process. I want a typical summer though. One that consists of having a pool in my back yard and tanning and drinking beers all day and eating shaved ice until 8 when I would leave for a party. Then repeat. Too bad I would get bored way to fast and try to kill myself in that process.
Thursday, July 4, 2013
The best thing
There is no feeling quite like proving someone wrong. My entire life I have been told to marry rich because I was never smart enough to go anywhere in the world. At work today I had to sell a certain amount of lobster so we didn't lose money from our special. I am not one of the sales people for my store so no one thought I could do it. On top of that they did not think that I would become a trainer for the new store. Not only did I sell all the lobster except for 10 in one hour I am now the new trainer for the new store training others on cash register and ambassador. Oh happy 4th of July it is. I am actually making something of myself in the land of opportunity no matter what anyone else says.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
I am scared.
I am scared that you are going to go back to her. I am scared that she could be better than me and prettier than me. I am scared that you are going to fall in love with her again and forget that I exist. I am terrified that you are going to be like the rest of them and leave me without even saying good-bye. I am scared that you don't love me as much as I love you. I am being distant in order to protect myself, because I have bee hurt to many times by guys just like you. Please, for my sake just stay with me so I don't have to go through the hell I went through with every other guy before you.
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