Introduction

It's started 4 years ago. I was single 23 year old workaholic, who loved 3 things - dating, working and partying.

My life was pretty great. I was young, hot and successful - I was the "it" girl when I met him.

He was a prince on a white horse. Well, actually he was a lawyer who I met on a "Body Sushi Party". Nonetheless, he was handsome, funny, down to earth guy, who I fell in love with from the first date.

As our relationship got stronger, more and more I thought that he was "The One". But unfortunately after 4 years of being together (3 of them - in one apartment) he cheated on me in our bed (I actually saw it) and left to another county, hoping to stay friends.


After couple of months of weeping and a month of hard core partying with some rebound sex. I decided to get my life back on track and become "happy single" again.


I have some tasks that I believe are going to help me achieving my goal:

1) Start playing drums again (yep, I used to play drums until I had to give them up for the sake of new career)

2) Work out at least every second day.

3) Stop going out more then twice a week, and stop getting drunk more then once a month.

4) Read a good book at least every second day, at least for 30min.

5) Stop looking for a guy to fulfill your life. No one likes needy.

And of course - write reports of progress in this blog. So, dear reader - if you exist...) In case this blog randomly ends, know that I fail.


P.S. Sorry for my English, I'm from Russia.

Tuesday, 5 March 2013

Day 8/9


Had to skip yesterdays writing, was to hangover and had too much things to do.

In the evening I went to the house party that was hosted by one of my close friends. He made it a "Taco Night" witch was pretty brilliant. The way he cooks is remarkable. All 15 people that came to the party were amazed by how tasty the food was. He also made "Margaritas" and everyone had at least 5. I actually had to get up several time at night to have some water after this dinner witch is really unusual for me.

Next day I had a meeting with our clients. It was a couple from London who now lives in Dubai. The woman was so glamourous, it was hard to look at her. In 2 hours with them I got 4 margaritas (apparently my drink of the week) and an offer to come to Dubai for a Rugby game. The idea of sitting in VIP lounge and meeting players after the game was to exciting to say no to.

Another day, another hangover.
Not much reading done so far.



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