Finale is fun, but I still have a headache

So I went out on Tuesday to Finale with my neighbor who is married. This isn’t typical Tuesday night behavior, but last week I busted her Two Timing husband bringing home a hooker. He’s a loaded bond trader, so not sure if she’s actually going to leave him, but she’s been itching to go out, so I oblige. I’m assuming she’s kicked him out for the meantime because I actually haven’t seen him in about a week. Tough place for a girl to be in, but you know my rule. Tell anyone and everyone if you see cheating. Also dude in your own home where your friend lives down the hall…smarten up you idiot! There are hotels for that.

Anyway, we call some promoters and get in fine. It’s kinda dead at first at 12 midnight, but within 30 minutes it was getting packed. Around 1 am you could hardly move.

The promoter named Krispie that we know had our group set up at a table upstairs across from the DJ. There were some really young banged up girls at this table, but who cares. They were pouring drinks for free and we opened wide. We found our selves standing next to a roped off area and assumed that was VIP. We are singing and dancing and a girl starts talking to us on the other side of the rope. We instantly become friends because she’s sweet and fun. She’s one of the managers at Finale and The General. Then another promoter steals us and invites us to his VIP table inside the roped off area. This always happens at some point thankfully, so we go in. All the sudden we hear that Shaggy is there and this guy named Snootie Wild. Shaggy I know, but this other cat who knows. Snootie starts to perform and I’m like omg I think I know this song.

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikL-18q7uQ4

After Snootie Wild performs I see him next to our VIP area in another roped off area checking me out, so I go up and ask for a picture with him. After that he asks for my number lol. This is not the type of guy I would ever date. In fact any artist is probably in the undateable category. I had met French Montana over the Summer as well, but didn’t exchange numbers. I think rappers might have a thing for me…as well as NBA guys since I met Kyrie Irving over the Summer at Avenue and was even invited back to his house in NJ to hang lol. More on that later.

Snootie Wild and Shaggy

The night that was supposed to end at 1:30 went till after 4am. I think I saw my girlfriend kissing some dude on the couch. Good for her! Bitch left me there though when we live down the hall from each other wtf. Who knows if she brought that guy home or not. I kinda hope she did. I myself ended up making out with some Dominican 23 year old lol. Awful aggressive kisser…oh well. I’ll add him to the list. His name was Iran lol. AND is Dominican!! How does that happen lol?

Anyway this debauchery has totally f’d up my week. Now it’s Thursday and the Thursday crew is all calling me up and wanting to go out. PhD is always a possibility, but I’m tired. I just want to find a guy that gives me a reason to stay home. Why is this so hard?! Maybe I should just watch a romcom and cry my eyes out…

….oh yeah no I can’t. I have another date tonight with a guy name Krishna that I met and made out with last week. He’s an Indian Hedgefund guy that was born and raised here. I’m not really into Indian guys, but he’s kinda cute and his personality is a lot like mine. We’ll see. Hopefully he’s a gentlemen and doesn’t ask to go down on me after an hour of knowing eachother…le sigh.

So that guy Chris from Mon texted me wanting to hang out again next week. I told him we were looking for different things and then he attacked me saying I’m too much of a party girl. Yeah whatever guy… rejection sucks…deal with it slut.