Don't Start no shit...

I've decided today that I don't necessarily always start shit. Sometimes people just start it themselves. If anything, I'm a shit encourager. Bring it on, because I'm all for a good fight. I'm not one to let things go easily. I admit that I will not be the bigger person when a conversation/fight goes south. I won't apologize for what I say and I won't be the one to just let something go.

I had a conversation about this the other day with a friend, and she's the exact opposite. She believes in being peaceful, letting things go, and getting along with everyone. While it sounds good in theory, this is not an easy thing to do, especially in America. Some people just can't be helped. If they want to keep bringing up the same subject in a hateful

Don't expect this post to end with a grown-up, "I'll be a better person and do better next time." It won't happen. I stand up for myself and even if I bring people down or hit below the belt, I leave with my respect intact. I will not lose my dignity to someone who has issues that they want to take out on me. So if anyone has a problem, I'll lend you an ear and some sharp words of criticism.


(Listening to "Don't Start no shit won't be no shit"~~Lil Jon...enough said.)

I get by with a little help from my friends

Ready for a sappy post? Cause I guess I am.

I'd just like to say that if I've learned anything lately, it's that friends are basically the cornerstone of any good life; basically my own. Through drunken conversations this weekend with some pretty amazing people involving the subject of friendship, I would have to say I LOVE my friends. I would have a pretty crappy existence without them in my life, and I'm glad that fate brought us all together in the same place of all places in the world.

It's pretty crazy when you think about how fate works? How one little step off the long-treaded path can lead to such a new and amazing change. I, for example, moved out of NY and came to Indiana and started a new life and whatnot. Now, I'm having the best time of my life that who knows would have been possible had I stayed in NY. How many people would I never have met or whose lives would I have not changed in the slightest had I never came to the Midwest?

I'd like to think of fate as an object, specifically a grandfather clock. When the weights are not balanced and the second hand slows till a crawl, that's when the changes in your life occur. Once the weights are back in balance, you live that new life that was made in that split-second of change.

So I got a little off subject, but basically I'd like to say how grateful I am to have amazing people in my life. They make me happy when I feel like crying, make me feel thin and pretty when I feel like the ugliest person alive, make me more patient when we fight over small things, make me take chances when I don't feel my bravest, and make me a better version of myself day by crazy day.

Thank you and have a good night.

(Listening to "Bottle it Up"~~Sara Bareilles ..."I am aiming to be somebody this somebody trusts with her delicate soul. I don’t claim to know much," I feel like a somebody with my support system behind me...thanks.)