“Hey Mistress DJ…”

I had a DJ lesson on Wednesday night with my mate Craig. Was super fun, learnt how to do some simplish party djing and just changing between the CDJ’s and then moved onto some mixing. I attempted to figure out how to mix 2 techno songs together and man that shit is hard. Knowing when to drop the track and counting beats and all this other stuff you have to think about. I got a cd of some tracks to listen to. I think it would make it so much easier when you know the songs you are mixing really well. Def fun and I look forward to the next lesson.
Also got told that I was welcome to do a bit of dj set at a party in a few weeks. Give my swapping over songs ability a shot in public.

Check out my new shoes.

These are the ones I got last week.

I am so over my clothes at the moment. I’m sick of everything I own and want to do a wardrobe makeover. However this costs money and I’m also so damn picky when it comes to clothing. I am totally jelous of the peeps out there who seem to have this funky arse way with style. I was def too busy looking at something shiny when those talents were handed out.

I’m not even sure where to start with this, at the same time when you are constantly having fat days it really doesn’t help with the whole looking at clothes thing. I need to get over this. So to start with I think a bit of a health kick severe gym motivation is well in order. I’ve managed to get myself to the gym the last 2 days for a bit of a workout but I haven’t had the energy to really stick it to the man. Whinge Whinge.

I have however managed to get a new pair of shoes last week and hopefully getting some more tomorrow. Sure they might be of the sneaker variety but really them and boots are the only shoes I can really get into. Never been much of a shoe gal.

So we were doing the whole reminiscing about our younger trashy pick up days recently and bad dating. I would say that I have been on one “official” date. I’m the sort of person who likes to just chill out and stuff. None of that ooh it’s a “date” crap. I like to think I’m pretty obvious in the whole I actually want you or I don’t bit. I’m picky. Anyway digressing….

So I was about 19 and frequented Cherry every Thursday night. Me and 2 of my best girls would rock the shit out of that place. “Do You Love Me” (from Dirty Dancing soundtrack) was my song. I own that shit. Well got messy as you do and ended up making out with some dude. I really wasn’t that keen, not my type at all but hey. Sometimes you just take what you can get. Whatevs. Well the following week we were there again, and so was this dude. Clearly the fact I had pashed him the week before meant I was down. Not really it was pretty rubbish but being too nice I felt rude not to. Bad move right there.

He ended up with my number (stupid alcohol) and called me wanting to do the “real date thing”, yep saying i’ld like to take you on a date. Blah just chill. The fact I can’t lie to save my life and a little slow that I couldn’t come up with a reason not to I agreed. Mind you my terms were that I was picking him up. Yep he even stressed the point to me that he was off his P’s I think he was like 24 or something and happy to get me. Not a chance did I want this guy to know where I lived and I figured having my car I could bail anytime.

So came “date night”. I had decided that I was going to be the worst version of me and so he would never call or be interested again. Picked him up and we headed off to the “Veggie Bar”. He was also a vegetarian. Not really a plus for me. I can’t stand when people go on about how good they are cos they don’t eat meat. I don’t care whether someone does or not. Well I do but it’s their choice. My ex of 3 and a half years was massive meat eater. The only deal is you want to eat it you cook it. I’m not having anything to do with it.

So we get there and waiting to get food this dude is talking to me about money and all that bullshit. I don’t care. Ordering came round finally and I got the nachos. (I wasn’t vegan at this point.) I figured it was the messiest thing on the menu and went against date etiquette. Scoffed that shit down, imagine pigs in a sty full on feeding frenzy. It was hawt! I’m a bit of an argumentative person in general. I just like pushing buttons and understanding and questioning people. You learn things that way. Well I just flat out disagreed with everything he said and was a bitch about it. I was even sitting there thinking “Wow, Nat you rude cunt.”

Clearly this dude had some issues cos he didn’t want to call it quits after the meal. Nope instead we went and played some pool. I love pool by the way. Whilst I was taking my shot he did the whole come up behind me and be all “I’ll show you how”. (Oh hell no did you just pull that shit with me.) I let him know I did’t need or want his help. I was quite capable of holding a pool cue as I had been playing since I was about 4. I didn’t care if I was good or not. I liked my style, I’m playing for fun.

He backed off and I drove him home after our game. Freak still invites me in! Was he seriously thinking he was going to get some? I’m aware that guys aren’t that great with subtlty but really I didn’t think I was being subtle. So I figured I would go in. I didn’t want to be rude ha ha. Yep that was a hilarious decision. His trying it on and shit, I’m just talking and commenting on the place and posters and all that jazz. Then I bailed. I couldn’t handle it anymore. It was so painfull. I felt horrible that I had been so awful but at the same time it was so much fun playing that part. It worked well though, he never called again! Even saw his mates at Cherry in following weeks and he was never there. Always said I was going to be an actor. That was one of my favourite roles. It makes me giggle. By the way I paid my own way. I hate owing people things and if I can’t afford something then I can go with out. I’m not good at taking ha ha. I would of felt really bad if I had of let him pay when I was intentionally being awful.