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Enero 4 2025

This has definitely been a weekend. We had two extra days off, and we've done SOMETHING every DAY. Suffering from success. I feel the opposite of rejuvenated. For NYE, my frend group had like this whole thing planned because my friend, Jose, his friend flew in from California so we were gonna go all OUT. Like bar hopping, and bonfire? or like game night w a huge group of friends? Something along those lines. Then like an hour or two before we were going to like, start the night, this mf flakes. FLAKES. IT WAS ALL HIS. omg. why is having friends so difficult? I've barely been in friend groups (ty covid!) and I've gotta say, they are a hassle. So now my other friend, Lyda, she is stressin' cuz this is his second year in a row flaking on her for NYE!

Now we have to do something anyway. So, we went to eat in AV, they tried the Habu Sake which was apparently not good, my husband downed half while the two other skinny asians downed it like it was nothing. How cringe is that? Grown man. Then we went to like a bar, I thought we were gonna be in/out just to say hi to a friend, but no. we were there. at least 30 mins, I'm willing to say a lot more than that. I HATE BARS! I HATE CLUBBING. I do NOT want to dance. AND I WAS SOBER. This would never slide if it wasn't due to circumstance. Lyda/ DD were having fun so I just took it. Standing awkward as hell, holding hands w my equally unhappy husband. I didn't want to be a buzzkill, but it was so cringe and awkward, I didn't even know 1/3 of the songs that were playing, so we just started walking out. and that worked! Then we played pool/darts, and yeah. Jacob smoked a cigarette for the first time. Crazyyy.

Moral of the story is something something compromise? No, something something you care about someone, you have to do stuff they'd like even though you much rather kys. I'm pretty sure that was a my little pony episode too, so it has to be true. Next morning, Jose called and I had two choices. Not pick up, and friendship successfully cooked. Pick up, and try to recover whatever there was, idek. So I picked up, told him to apologize to Lyda, he apologized, and now we're like chill. (wat) anyways. I was sober again, we did this dice drinking game, Jose got absolutely blasted. We walked to the pool house, which to drunk people is like 5 minutes, but to me, the sober one, it was NOT 5 minutes. Lyda kept wanting us girly pops to hook arms too, but hooking arms w drunks while being sober is god awful. So at the pool house, Jose was like dead basically on the seat, so we had to leave. He threw up in the taxi. Um.

Then next day we got this korean place I like for dinner, that was fun. They had these Sojutails, Jacob ordered one and it came with an entire bottle of Soju and a new year's sparkler in the cup. When they brought it out, the whole restaruant went dark, then they played like old k-pop. It was a lot of fun. Then we were supposed to play pool, but two pool houses were packed so we just called it a night.

Then yesterday, we went out for Shabu Shabu. we got invited to round one, but this weekend already felt like a whirlwind, so we just played pool as a couple then went to bed. so last night was pretty chill, i won btw. i didn't take my digicam anywhere, so no photos to share this entry. but. oh! i edited the camp vlog, so that's posted now. i'm gonna wait a week before i check the stats or anything, because i'm sensitive and if no one watches it i will feel rejected. im 22 now. that feels sooo old, but given most of my friends are 23 going 24, i feel like 2oz better. but i still feel old. mentally stuck at 17, and im only going to get older and older. LIFE IS SO SCARY