This week I’ve been upfront, cruel, fun-loving, good and tired. Not all at the same time of course.The party on Sunday at M2 was surprisingly good. From the opening DJ Pagano to the headliner DJs Chus & Ceballos. I was dancing the entire time. I actually had not planned on going but since everyone was off work on Monday I decided to surprise my friends and show up to say hi. I said an awful lot of hellos, posed for a lot of pictures and I was dancing until 8:30am and then only left because I wanted to spare my feet any hard feelings. They had me hooked from "Fight Again" by Deux as well as "Sundays at Heaven" by Velarde, Luque, and Vitti feat Giovanni. As well as a lot of current good dark beats.
During the week I had to be cruel (kinda, maybe) when someone asked me a favor. Yes they are in a bad situation but that does not automatically obligate me to put myself out and help. Especially when same friend CONSTANTLY puts themselves in these situations. Is like the perils of Penelope Pitstop. The drama is old now. We are no longer entertained or amused. Being upfront with my expectations is all I can do. Poor planning on your part does not mean that the emergency encompasses me and mine. Especially when I have nothing to do with it. Some lessons are only learned when the safety has been removed (safety net or safety on the trigger).
Even the small bit of help I did extend wore me down, gave me a headache and inconvenienced my time management. I’ve decided that will no longer continue. All decisions are final. It’s one of the only habits I started as a teenager that I’ve held true to till now. I don’t change my mind when I’ve told someone no, stated my plans to witnesses and put my decision into words. Being wishy-washy has never seemed like a good thing especially when viewing the wild mess that people seem to get themselves into. I am not perfect by any means but I have left the major flubs in my past and am past most major destructions to my life and living situation. Some people seem to invite the drama like flies to spilt fruit juice and I have to put myself at a distance.
The weekend begins as it should doing fun stuff. With friends. And of course good music. I’ve danced with my friends and I’ve danced alone in the crowd but I had fun the entire time. I also arrived back home alive to tell the tale. Lady Gaga give-aways on Thursday Night with the crowd going wild (and me doing impromptu stage crowd control). On Friday night the drag-off contest at the F Word party at Club Rebel was fun. I was sorry that Britney Houston took second place in the contest but Spicky Hilton singing live really was cool to see.
I paid my phone bill a month early (since I already paid my bill 2 weeks ago) so that the phone donations (text message donations) can be forwarded from the phone company to the charities that need the funds. Every little bit helps I’m sure. When I heard that millions of dollars collected that way was not going where it was needed until people pay their phone bills I decided the least I could do was pay my bill as soon as possible. I hope everyone else remembers to pay their bills soon too. The best that we can do is do something. I guess. Stuff like this brings tears to my eyes for sure. Maybe I’m getting sensitive in my (not so) old age. Yes, we can be strong when we need to be but feel the ache in our hearts and respond correct if we have to. I just know that whatever pain I feel is a drop in the bottom of the river of sadness that happens when a persons whole world lies in ruins. Maybe some of the tears are for myself because they were just waiting to be shed. But the trigger event deserves so much more than the little bit of sadness I may go through. Yes I have seen the face of tragic and untimely badness right in my own life. But I can pick up my life and continue cause that’s what I do. That’s totally different than when you have nothing to pick up because it is all ruins and all around you is death and devastation. I can only hope that this is a turning point and we will hear that good things happen soon for so many who need it and need it now. Truthfully.
I have already made the decision to be more connected to my world. I will be paying attention and responding as necessary. I will blog, I will micro-blog, I will write (a lot), I will listen to my friends and be a friend. I
will enjoy my music and I will dance. I won’t pass too much time just watching DVR programming and drivel. I will do what needs to be done to move myself and my goals forward. I have a lot of things to look forward to and I will make sure I am paying attention so I don’t miss anything. Attention Deficit at the wrong time could mean I miss something that really shouldn’t be missed. I can’t undo the past. But I can make a future.Thanks for the good times at:
Gym
F Word at Rebel
Splash
