Yes...The Lights Have To Go Out Sometimes

Facebook has a way of keeping people connected and in a way it’s really neat. I read a post from an old friend that put me into mind of a very happy, exciting and distracting time in my life. True, it wasn’t that long ago but it feels like forever! This is just a little bit of my past story. Mostly about times i wish i could get back. Not crying over spilled milk, just getting it off my chest i guess. This isn't everything in complete details, just enough info to get my point across.

About 3 years ago my life was very different. I was introduced to a social group that changed my life forever. No matter how old I get I’ll never forget these people (some of which I love dearly and some I completely can’t stand)..LOL. I learned how not to look at the physical and to focus on the person on the inside. I spent countless weekends, days and nights with these people and they became my family. I learned what men “really” want and how keep them happy (well some of them..ugh). I built friendships that would last my whole life! The beauty of it is that I began to get out of a social box and broaden my horizons. I learned to be human and have fun.

We socialized in a club and party atmosphere. And I looked forward to this every weekend. But I was just asking myself, why did the good times have to end? And as I  look back, I feel like I allowed relationships and love to take over my life. Not a positive way, but a negative way. My boyfriend and I at the time were some of the DJ’s at the club in Southwest Houston. We met each other through a mutual friend. He was helping me move from the Southside to the Northside of town. He came to my house and promised that had a box truck. Dude showed up in a pickup truck. I cussed him out and sent him on his way. LOL..oddly enough after the hassle of moving was over and I was settled into my new apartment. I thought about how sexy he was. And how cut his body was..LOL.. So I called him up and he came over. I don’t think I was looking for a boyfriend and to be honest I’m not sure what we really were but it was fun. I found out that he worked at the club my friend was always inviting me to. So one weekend I decide to go out and I found out that he was a DJ. I thought it was the coolest job ever! So he taught me how. I started going out every weekend. I met so many wonderful people and had so much fun. I could be myself and that was all that mattered. Over time, I met other guys and dated around a bit. But they always made me feel like I was a Queen. And I claimed it and loved it. My boyfriend was always a little jealous and that was fun. ~ Every Woman Needs A Jealous Boyfriend~

But I really think the negative thing that happened to me was the fact that I met this guy who claimed to have been really into me. I don’t think I ever noticed it because he wasn’t really my type. We dated for awhile and next thing I know we living together. He wasn’t the good kind of jealous. Every element of my life changed and he hated my friends. He hated the club (which happens to be where he met me). He wanted me to stay home. So for the sake of my relationship, I did. I stopped going out and started blowing money at the casinos in Louisiana. He ended up NOT being the right guy and after a whole year of complete sadness and misery it was over. I looked around me and I had shunned all my friends. I didn’t even know where the handout spots were at and I had lost my “hot girl” status. So to fix it all, I backed away from everything completely. To be honest, I’m just learning how to dress for a party again. Yes, I stopped be youthful and happy for a man. Dumb, but I’m not alone I’m sure. I can’t take it back but hey, things happen for a reason.

Since then the scene changed a bit. People found better things to do, or the clubs changed owners and things aren’t the same. The same parties still go down but surely not like they used to. I work so I can’t party like I used to. Hey I’m 27 and getting old and tired. LOL