1 post tagged “solo”
I don't do too many new things around SL. I wish I could be more like the others that are involved in pageants, having their own businesses, and meeting more people, but it's not that easy. In the meantime, I made do with my favorite places and tried to be more actively social... or so I said in my head.
I can't even truly recall the order that things happened. I believe I first went back to the beach - Laguna Beach, that is. When I got there, it was evening and I had never seen the place at night. It was so beautiful, I took a load of pictures. Do you see the fireflies? And the moon? Of course, there was no way I could resist floating idly in the water. As if I would stay in the sand when there's a scene like this out on the ocean.
Although the place it always crowded, it was a peaceful, calm, night. Don't you just get that feeling from these pictures. I wish I could do it daily.
When I got there, the place was packed. It eventually turned out to be one of the popular places listed. There were dance pads that paid you while you danced, so I went on one of them. I figured... I was gonna dance, anyway. If they're offering money for it, then why not?!
I've gotten a lot of compliments on this outfit at the club. This set did not come together, but they ARE all freebies. Yes, I'm a cheap shopper, but ... once again, why not? Right? I most likely got these items from NCI, Free Dove, or the GNUbie store. Great shops and the freebies are more than generous. Once I learn to design, I plan on donating some freebies to those places. You give and you receive. Sometimes, it doesn't happen in that order. In any case, I earned about L$20 total. Not bad for doing something I was gonna do for free, regardless.
That led to the demise of the beach. =) Nah, I'm just kidding. I didn't mind them there at all. It was the guy that was talking to me that ruined it all. He kept talking to me about how he's in a beautiful ocean in his own yacht, He said he lives on the yacht in RL and owns one on SL, as well. Then he started talking about living on an island off the coast of California and constantly saying "duh" like he was 13. Eventually, I had to give him the brush off. I'm a nice girl, but I can only tolerate so fucking much.
So, off to the jazz bar it was.
Maybe I'll find a darling cutie one day who can be my girl. We'd go dancing every night and finish the outing off at the beach, floating underneath the stars.
