When Life Gives You Lemons

DO NOT MAKE LEMONADE. DO YOU HEAR ME?!

Fuck lemons. When life gives you lemons fucking punch life in the face. Tell life "I am better than your goddamned lemons."

When you receive notice that your driver's license is suspended for no good/apparent reason, it sends panic raging through your core. I know. This happened to me this morning.

BTW: Happy Valentine's Day

I was on my way to work and was pulled over for maybe....possibly, going over the speed limit. (I was going 51 in the 30, but it wasn't my fault! I thought the speed had changed already.) The nice lady officer notified me that my license had been suspended and I was not allowed to drive anymore until it was reinstated.

Now listen here, I AM TWENTY-THREE YEARS OLD, DO YOU THINK I KNOW HOW TO GET MY LICENSE REINSTATED. NO, I DO NOT.

So I did not get a ticket for speeding, but I got a ticket from driving with a suspended license. And I do not get to go to work today, but I do get to pay reinstatement fee and go to work tomorrow.

I want to punch life in the face.

I tried to punch life in the face.

I will punch life in the face,

And I will not get a ticket for driving suspended when I didn't know I was suspended.

Self Help

Hello,

My name is Elizabeth.

And I am addicted to self-help and Grey's Anatomy. As I write this, Grey's Anatomy is playing in a Netflix marathon on my television, I am reading a book written by Shonda Rhimes, CREATOR of Grey's Anatomy.

I am an addict.

It started with You Are A Badass, and I plummeted into the world of biographies, autobiographies, and self help. I believe I am a better person because of it, but I still have a long way to go to become who I want to be.

Happy as a Clam

Life isn't perfect.

The sooner you let yourself know that, the closer you will be to accepting that people let you down and shit happens. Sometimes life is fair and sometimes life is so FAR from that, you'd think fairness was something mythical.

Sometimes I try to restart this blog so that other people will read my posts, and other times I just need to write. It's been close to a year since I last wrote something worth while but times are changing and I am an ever changing being who needs an outlet. I spend too much time on Facebook and living vicariously through other people that sometimes I don't realize that what I need is to just feel my own life and live in my own moments, rather than being jealous of someone else's.

So here I am and here's the thing.... I basically just don't give a fuck anymore.  Why? Why does it matter what anyone thinks? At the end of the day the one thing that matters is that I'm okay.

I have been having a hard time dealing with everything in my life lately and the only idea to pop into my head was "HEY! You should write a book!" Which I know I'm no good at. But a blog is kind of like a book, right? Pages, different titles for different subjects, CHARACTERS! All those fun things. But it can be as serious or silly as I want it to be.

Anyway, I guess the bottom line is that I'm here to complain and cry and explain myself in a very open manner,