Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery, Today is a Gift

Yesterday i woke up from a nightmare. 

Like anyone i told myself, "Its just a nightmare..." but little did i know, it was the beginning to a series of unfortunate events.

There really isn't much to say about my day besides that, you know you're having a bad day when you find yourself crying outside of a pizza hut at 6:30pm and then again outside of a 7/11 at 10:00pm. Mind you, i rarely cry unless shit drastically hits the fan and thus it did.

But here's the thing, bad days happen and sometimes they can be an all day event.  Luckily there's 24 hrs in a day which leaves a lot of time for bad juju to lighten up. Moral of the story, the day's not over till the clock strikes 12:00am and after a long, emotional, and frustrating day, I was fortunate to end it hanging out with the Redbull crew.

Hell Yeah.

Don't let life get you down, time doesn't stop, and bad times won't last forever.

The Truth Behind Happiness

When you get a group of single girls together the topic of marriage and/or relationships are bound to come up and if they don't, its either because there simply isn't enough time in one cup of coffee to discuss the depth of such a topic OR the girls simply aren't drunk enough to admit that in reality, they really are lonely.

Enter: The handle of Vodka

I read this thing on Facebook today about the truth behind failed marriages and relationships and i couldn't agree more with it...

I'm sick of people asking me why i'm not married. If you have to ask, you don't understand... It's not that i can't be, I could simply stop everything reckless, wild and spontaneous in life, find a nice Mormon guy and quickly mellow out but where is the glory in that kind of relationship?... I like trial and error and i like being surprised when all of a sudden shit hits the fan and Bobby-O's freaking out over spilt milk... I mean not all the time obviously but damn people, enjoy the heat of the moment!

 

The most rewarding part of a relationship is thinking about the hell you went through with someone and knowing you got through it together.

I don't want to be apart of the 50% failed marriage statistics. I wholeheartedly believe that i have the ability to find someone who i can love day in and day out, without having to rush into a marriage or change myself drastically to fit the mold of what "he" wants in a girl.

You can take me or leave me.

but if you take me, just know i'll take you too.

but in the mean time, i'm going to be mostly single, sometimes lonely and stoked when i finally commit to my perfectly imperfect.