Twenty-Fucking-Four…

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Posted Sep 21, 2011 by Freshhh in All Articles
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“Bottles on them…as long as we drinkin”

It’s official—I started my 24th year even better than I ended my 23rd. The birthday trip to Vegas was a complete success. It’s incredible how small the world is and how no matter where you are or who you are with, you will meet people that have so much in common with you. Me and Morgs came across several different people from home and all of them made sure to treat us well and contribute heavily to our intoxication; the generosity and birthday love were literally overwhelming. We had so much fun, we almost missed our flight home… but that’s another story in itself.

The trip was great because despite all of the male attention, I stuck to my guns and behaved myself. Of course, you’re thinking ‘what kind of fun is THAT?!’, but honestly you’d be surprised how well received I was. First off, although new bookie and I aren’t “official” YET, I didn’t want to do anything that would make me feel bad or guilty… I wanted to test my morals and temptation limits because I am prone to trouble when it comes to the male species, and new bookie doesn’t deserve that. Also, I think I am at a point where I need to push myself to be better… if this relationship is going to work out, I have to do my best to play my part to the best of my ability and hold myself accountable to a higher standard.

With that being said, my strategy shifted from my usual ‘I’m single…come buy me drinks’ to exactly what I just mentioned above… I let these fools know off the jump that I was in the beginnings of something new with someone and wouldn’t feel comfortable exchanging numbers and getting too involved. The men I met respected that and still continued to buy me drinks and engage in conversation…and that’s exactly what I wanted. I wasn’t interested in hooking up or starting something with any of these guys, but the drinks and good conversation was great. You’d be surprised how many of them respected me for KEEPING IT A HUNDRED while still being open and willing to talk and drink and have a good time.  Of course they were still interested and wished I was single and seeking, however the fact that they respected my situation and understood where I was coming from, yet still wanted to enjoy my company made me ecstatic.  Not to mention I didn’t come home feeling like “well good thing what happens in Vegas stays there”.

Lemme also add that I met two different men that “just felt like hugging/kissing me” because I kept saying the right things. It’s so funny to me because I was just keeping it a hundred with everything and I don’t be makin this shit up… trust me. I felt great reaffirming to myself that I do indeed have a great head on my shoulders and other people appreciate that too. It’s just as comforting for me as it is for them to find people you can talk to and enjoy their company. That’s one of the simplest joys in life…surrounding yourself with great people.

Anyway, the trip was beyond incredible. It could not have gone any better, and I’m blessed to have such a great best friend to have shared this experience with. I wouldn’t have changed a single minute of it and I won’t ever forget all the fun we had. I don’t know where all of this happiness and good luck is coming from, but I am not complaining…

 

 

Partial view from the Cosmopolitan. Shit’s incredible!


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