Honestly,, I’m starting to think that I’m sabotaging my own weekends. Every time I feel like I could end up doing something fun I find some reason to not go.

A couple of hours ago my friend asked if I wanted to go to Club Rain with her tonight, I got ALL dressed up, makeup and everything just to later make up an excuse about the rain and money.

I’m really starting to wonder what all of this is about. Am I over the club scene already? Or is there some underlying truth that I can’t figure out?

Even yesterday one of my other friends asked if I wanted to go to Patterson’s Palace with her for “Recession Thursdays” (lol) and I turned her down. I ended up just staying in and watching TV the whole night. What fun! *sarcasm*

Maybe I’m ‘NY party’ sick. Well, whatever it is I just hope it passes soon because every weekend is just dry and boring. A little excitement wouldn’t hurt. :)