It has been a week of revelations and making changes.
Before getting into the new insight of what has made me change my ways... Somewhat! Let me go back to last week-end's continuation of celebrations.
I woke up early, last Saturday morning with a feeling of emptiness inside. The whole day was spent trying to figure out 'what to do with my life?' It is not easy making new changes; all the accumulated insecurities and letting go of the past without fear, but with a positive attitude, is the only way forward. Only God knows why... I felt lonely. We come into this life as one, we live as an individual and we go as one. No matter how many loved ones are around us, no one can help us but ourselves.
The empty feeling was soon to be filled with joy and laughter by joining Ernest, Kelly and Torsten at Sabrina's daughter's birthday bash in the East End.
I asked Ernest if I should change from my leather-fitted dress and platform diamond-studded sandals into jeans and my dancing shoes but my friend disagreed and I obeyed. Makes a change.
Upon arrival, the vast saloon was filled with youngsters in their late twenties, playing pool and mingling around the long bar. We stayed a while, but before leaving, as my friends waited for me to pay a last visit to the ladies' room, two lively guys standing at the entrance smiled and one, showing me the gents' open door said:
"You can use this one too."
"No darling," I smiled, "I've balls but not the kind to go to the gents'... Not yet anyway!"
Their eyes sparked at my comment and they began paying me compliments in a flirtatious way. That always gets me going! Riki, one of the cute boys continued by showing further interest in wanting to dance with me but I told them my friends were waiting for us to leave for Fabric.
"Can I've your number?" Riki asked.
"So... You wanna tell me you're interested in older ladies. Are you?" I said cheekily.
"Age is unimportant to me." He answered.
We left the place in a cab and with a little further persistence from myself and Torsten, managed to persuade Ernest and Kelly to join us for a little dance at Fabric. So they did.
My white leather dress seemed a total success as guys, randomly took my hand and kissed it, not only once but a few times and others asked to dance with me or paid me compliments. It seemed to all happen when I went wondering around to check the music in other rooms of the club and when I reported back to my friends, Torsten, in his usual questioning tone asked:
"How come we don't see these guys, kissing your hand?"
"Haha" I laughed, "You wanna say I'm making all this up?"
"Well..." Torsten said in doubt.
We all laughed and spent another great night at Fabric but made our way out much earlier than the usual closing time of 8 a.m.
On Sunday, I met Dylan for lunch at E&O in Notting Hill. My dear friend bought us each a couple of royal mugs (with a picture of a tiara alone) from the shop next door during smoking time outside the restaurant. As we returned to our table, Dylan offered one of his mugs to the friendly waitress who seemed delighted when she opened the wrapping. She showed off her present to the waiter serving the wine and so I offered him one of my mugs. We left behind two happy faces with a simple offering of sharing the tastefully made royal mugs.
"Aaah!" Gasped Dylan. "Isn't it great to make people happy with such a small gesture?"
"It's wonderful my friend," I said. "And how happy it made us to see them smiling."
Sunday evening was a meeting with Shane at a bar in Shoreditch. He was joined by three other male friends and the five of us made our way to the club; Ministry of Sound to hear Sasha play. It was another fun night of dancing, in great company. Shane's friends were absolutely delightful.
My feet began to hurt after two nights' dancing but I still felt good at 5.30 in the morning so I took up Shane's offer of joining him and the brothers; Matt and Zach to go to Tyler's for some chilling out time. Zach played some great tunes on his Apple laptop while I had a giggle and got better acquainted with Matt. They were real cool dudes and no doubt our friendship shall continue as I finally headed home in the morning to get some sleep.
Thank goodness it was a Monday Bank Holiday here in the UK due to the Royal wedding.
The working week began on Tuesday with decorators starting to paint my apartment. It is never easy having building work done in your place when you have to live with the aftermath every evening. But so far, I got lucky with that too.
Could it all be down to positive thinking and sending good vibes?
Another fun night was Thursday, spent in the company of three young, female friends.
Heidi and I met for dinner with two of her girlfriends; Anya and Dasia, at PJs. The smart, ambitious girls all work in the city and have some interesting stories and gossip to share.
Anya told us of the embarrassing situation that arose with one of the senior employees at her firm and his liaison with a girl in the same firm at a conference they had attended abroad. The girl became pregnant with twins shortly after the trip and the senior employee who was married with kids had to resign from his post due to misconduct and pay her alimony.
"She's set for life now!" Anya explained.
Dinner over, we headed to the new W Hotel in Leicester Square where Dasia had left our names at the entrance for a special promotional evening.
The W Hotel was impressive and the bar filled with a funky crowd. We downed the espresso martinis to wake us up and continued the night in Annabel's club. We chatted at the bar but the girls were keen to move on to the next destination; The Brompton Club. And so we did.
The place was buzzing and we all seemed to know people there. After making further acquaintances, we each made our way home.
"Haldita, how do you get your energy?" A friend asked me the following day.
"Well, it sure ain't from Red Bull. Coz I hate the stuff." I answered smiling.
I may have my moments of doubt and feeling lonely but it is certainly not due to lack of a superb entourage. It is only human to feel down at times. My latest 'feel good factor' was when I came across this positive thinking saying which I wrote down in large, to read on my bedside every morning.
It reads...
'I wake up every morning knowing something wonderful is going to happen.
Try it.
Before getting into the new insight of what has made me change my ways... Somewhat! Let me go back to last week-end's continuation of celebrations.
I woke up early, last Saturday morning with a feeling of emptiness inside. The whole day was spent trying to figure out 'what to do with my life?' It is not easy making new changes; all the accumulated insecurities and letting go of the past without fear, but with a positive attitude, is the only way forward. Only God knows why... I felt lonely. We come into this life as one, we live as an individual and we go as one. No matter how many loved ones are around us, no one can help us but ourselves.
The empty feeling was soon to be filled with joy and laughter by joining Ernest, Kelly and Torsten at Sabrina's daughter's birthday bash in the East End.
I asked Ernest if I should change from my leather-fitted dress and platform diamond-studded sandals into jeans and my dancing shoes but my friend disagreed and I obeyed. Makes a change.
Upon arrival, the vast saloon was filled with youngsters in their late twenties, playing pool and mingling around the long bar. We stayed a while, but before leaving, as my friends waited for me to pay a last visit to the ladies' room, two lively guys standing at the entrance smiled and one, showing me the gents' open door said:
"You can use this one too."
"No darling," I smiled, "I've balls but not the kind to go to the gents'... Not yet anyway!"
Their eyes sparked at my comment and they began paying me compliments in a flirtatious way. That always gets me going! Riki, one of the cute boys continued by showing further interest in wanting to dance with me but I told them my friends were waiting for us to leave for Fabric.
"Can I've your number?" Riki asked.
"So... You wanna tell me you're interested in older ladies. Are you?" I said cheekily.
"Age is unimportant to me." He answered.
We left the place in a cab and with a little further persistence from myself and Torsten, managed to persuade Ernest and Kelly to join us for a little dance at Fabric. So they did.
My white leather dress seemed a total success as guys, randomly took my hand and kissed it, not only once but a few times and others asked to dance with me or paid me compliments. It seemed to all happen when I went wondering around to check the music in other rooms of the club and when I reported back to my friends, Torsten, in his usual questioning tone asked:
"How come we don't see these guys, kissing your hand?"
"Haha" I laughed, "You wanna say I'm making all this up?"
"Well..." Torsten said in doubt.
We all laughed and spent another great night at Fabric but made our way out much earlier than the usual closing time of 8 a.m.
On Sunday, I met Dylan for lunch at E&O in Notting Hill. My dear friend bought us each a couple of royal mugs (with a picture of a tiara alone) from the shop next door during smoking time outside the restaurant. As we returned to our table, Dylan offered one of his mugs to the friendly waitress who seemed delighted when she opened the wrapping. She showed off her present to the waiter serving the wine and so I offered him one of my mugs. We left behind two happy faces with a simple offering of sharing the tastefully made royal mugs.
"Aaah!" Gasped Dylan. "Isn't it great to make people happy with such a small gesture?"
"It's wonderful my friend," I said. "And how happy it made us to see them smiling."
Sunday evening was a meeting with Shane at a bar in Shoreditch. He was joined by three other male friends and the five of us made our way to the club; Ministry of Sound to hear Sasha play. It was another fun night of dancing, in great company. Shane's friends were absolutely delightful.
My feet began to hurt after two nights' dancing but I still felt good at 5.30 in the morning so I took up Shane's offer of joining him and the brothers; Matt and Zach to go to Tyler's for some chilling out time. Zach played some great tunes on his Apple laptop while I had a giggle and got better acquainted with Matt. They were real cool dudes and no doubt our friendship shall continue as I finally headed home in the morning to get some sleep.
Thank goodness it was a Monday Bank Holiday here in the UK due to the Royal wedding.
The working week began on Tuesday with decorators starting to paint my apartment. It is never easy having building work done in your place when you have to live with the aftermath every evening. But so far, I got lucky with that too.
Could it all be down to positive thinking and sending good vibes?
Another fun night was Thursday, spent in the company of three young, female friends.
Heidi and I met for dinner with two of her girlfriends; Anya and Dasia, at PJs. The smart, ambitious girls all work in the city and have some interesting stories and gossip to share.
Anya told us of the embarrassing situation that arose with one of the senior employees at her firm and his liaison with a girl in the same firm at a conference they had attended abroad. The girl became pregnant with twins shortly after the trip and the senior employee who was married with kids had to resign from his post due to misconduct and pay her alimony.
"She's set for life now!" Anya explained.
Dinner over, we headed to the new W Hotel in Leicester Square where Dasia had left our names at the entrance for a special promotional evening.
The W Hotel was impressive and the bar filled with a funky crowd. We downed the espresso martinis to wake us up and continued the night in Annabel's club. We chatted at the bar but the girls were keen to move on to the next destination; The Brompton Club. And so we did.
The place was buzzing and we all seemed to know people there. After making further acquaintances, we each made our way home.
"Haldita, how do you get your energy?" A friend asked me the following day.
"Well, it sure ain't from Red Bull. Coz I hate the stuff." I answered smiling.
I may have my moments of doubt and feeling lonely but it is certainly not due to lack of a superb entourage. It is only human to feel down at times. My latest 'feel good factor' was when I came across this positive thinking saying which I wrote down in large, to read on my bedside every morning.
It reads...
'I wake up every morning knowing something wonderful is going to happen.
Try it.
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