.For this blog post I decided to copy what I wrote in my diary (yes even us tomboy folk keep a diary) the night of the dance. I was a blind idiot. But see for yourself Last night was the most amazing night I have ever had and it’s all because of him. Sure I…… Continue reading Problem Three: Win Some, Lose More
Before we get to the revenge and all that let me fill you in on how my first heart-break started. One choice. I was 16 years old, a junior in high school. Four years ago, wow it feels like even longer. I was head of the debate team – somehow. I was the only girl. …… Continue reading Problem Two: Picking Which Guy
My tragic backstory – Don’t we all have one? My father is a preacher which is hard for me considering he wouldn’t agree with a lot of my lifestyle choices and personality traits.