Wisdom from my Nana

Today is BEAUTIFUL out. Perfect day to go for a walk or sit outside with the one you love. What happens when you don't have someone that you "love". Both my roomates both have boyfriends who are conveniently my other two best friends. Safe to say we spend a lot of time with eachother. They are all in lovey dovey make me sick la la land, and I sit there and think about what the hell I am doing wrong that I don't have someone. I've had boyfriends in the past, don't get me wrong, they were all just rediculous losers. I actually don't know anyone (besides Pam Anderson) who has a bigger track record for dating losers. Like they are BAD. One was a born again dead head drug addict and the other was a pathalogicaly lying alcoholic. There was a slew of others but they will go unmentioned because this is starting to make me look bad. A lot of days pass by where I wonder why haven't I found someone worth being with. We can clearly see here that I'm not picky. Those damn Nicholas Sparks movies arent helping either. According to him I'm going to have to move down south,go to some sort of fair (apparently thats where you meet prince charming) have a life changing tradgedy,redesign a house maybe save some sea turtles, then fall madly deeply in love. Like COME ON Nick your killing me here. This does not help me have a positive outlook on my love life.(or lack there of) My Nana always told me that if you genuinely love yourself then others will follow. I guess this is the best advice that I have to take for myself. I have to fall in love with myself before I can fall in love with someone else. I have faith that everyone in this world is meant to be with someone...lets hope that someone isn't a liar, alcoholic, or already married. KIDDING! Today I will start working on loving myself and we will see if anyone else follows.


"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they're supposed to run wild until they find someone... just as wild to run with" -Sex and the City

Traveling on the Dirt Roads

Today I've been thinking about what the hell im going to do with my life. My mother asks me constantly "What usable skills do you have, you can't just make a living off dreams and personality". To the contrary Mum! See me and my mother don't have the most platonic raltionship. She is by the book and I tend to wanna write the book. She likes structure and rules and well I like being me. She tells me all the time that if I want to make it in this world then I have to follow the rules, dress appropriatly and GOD FORBID get a tattoo. I just can't picture myself sitting behind a desk writing memos or worst come to worst READING memos. I quite frankly just want to me myself. Call me crazy...iv'e heard it many times before, but I think that this world is just so stuck in there ways. We all should dress a certain way in the work place and talk a certain way. Am I the only one that sees how NUTS this is! Yes for some people that works but for me, I need to run wild. Some would say that I'm young and I dont't understand the cruelty that this world has to offer. Others would say I was a genious because I'm seeing the world how it was intended to be seen. The world is your playground. Life is not supposed to be all about paved roads and street signs, the best roads are the dirt kind where you can just ride and get lost in what the world has to offer. I say stay off the busy highways and take a minute to drive down the dirt road. You never know what adventures might lie there, until youv'e tried it out for yourself.


"If I'd observed all the rules, I'd never have gotten anywhere" Audrey Hepburn

When Misfortune Knocks At Your Door...

Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I am writing this blog because I want to keep track of every new journey in life...good and bad. Iv'e got BIG plans for the world. I honestly dont know if they are ready for me, god knows im not even ready for me. My mind is constantly moving faster than my body, this may or may not have a hand in why I fall all the time. But when I do fall, as long as there are no major injuries, I tend to get back up. I guess falling has become a regular in my life. When your almost 6 feet tall and have the physical stability of a toddler, you get quite accustom to falling flat on your ass on a regular basis. I have learned a lot from this unfortunate hand I have been dealt. When you do fall literally or figuritively you have two choices 1. staying down and risking further injury or 2. Getting up and moving on. Me; I have fallen literally and physically A LOT. Sometimes I decided to stay on the ground...and feel sorry for myself. Now I know staying down is not gonna get me any further in life. I have to get up, move on, sometimes get a first aid kit (usually only if there is blood involved) and seize the day. I was not put on this earth to wallow in the unfortunate parts of life...though sometimes it seems misfortune is always knocking at my door. The old me would answer that door and most likely offer misfortune a cocktail...now the new me and going to ask misfortune to leave because I can drink by myself....KIDDING I will politly ask misfortune to leave and maybe have a glass of champagne. (or two) Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

"Maybe the past is an anchor holding us back, maybe, you have to let go of who you are, to become who you will be" -Sex and the City