Its amazing, just how spending a little bit of time in a more interesting and fun environment can really lift my spirits and make me forget about what is at the moment a rather shitty and uncomfortable situation when it comes to the break up of myself and a certain person who shall remain nameless as he no longer factors in my life. He will NOT bring me down any longer and I refuse to let his actions put a black spot on my happiness. I wish him well in his future endeavours of course, and I thank him for his blessings for myself and Tom, but I just want the bitchiness and mud-slinging to stop as it is frankly beneath me and I am better than any of that.
Last I was out on the tiles with Tom and his lovely friends. We went to Subculture which is a sort of rock club held in a venue called Vudu. Although it wasn't quite what we expected, it was still a fun and entertaining evening and I think I must have laughed more in 5 hours than I have in frankly a long time. I danced. I drank, and I just enjoyed living in the moment as opposed to locking myself away because I was frightened of looking like a sack of spuds or a sausage tied in the middle, or having an attack in public.
I find it quite funny how I can wake up after a night out and not be hungover, then again, I didn't drink THAT much to be honest. I'm either slowing down in my old age or just becoming more sensible and taking in to account that being too drunk would result in me losing control and that could only end badly. I did have to neb a couple of times from dancing but that seems to be normal for me. I have taken the tack that life is WAY too short and it is high time I enjoyed myself instead of living the boring life of a hermit. I have gone from barely spending any time out of my flat to being out and about and even going for some short walks around to help build my stamina and fitness again.
Look out world, a new Wendy Bostock is coming and you guys better be ready for her. I'm back baby and and I am NOT going anywhere.
2 years ago