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.

Wednesday, 6 March 2013

Singe girl out...


It's wednesday and I'm going out with a couple of friends. I was always one of the boys kind a girl. Always felt more comfortable being in a bar with guys, talking dirty, having shots.
It took me a while to become that person after my breakup but I did it, I made my way back in to the group. And just when I was about to celebrate, I got a message from my friend saying - "Could you please come a bit later, we're still waiting for Dave & he really wanted some guys time...".
I was devastated, was I a girl now, was it final? I could never have a beer with guys without them thinking of me as one of the enemies? How did it happened?
I decided to answer casually and come in one hour. Last thing I wanted was for them to think that I'm emotional. 20 min later I got a message asking me to come over.
I could play it hard to get, or I could just chill and go for a drink, I went with a second option, after all, there were my drinking buddies and we always had fun together. I guess they just need a bit more time to get used to having me around again.

Fingers crossed for a fun night!
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