I absolutely hate talking to my mom about my sister. 

It gives me back pains. 

This weekend was a nice reminder that I still got it. 

Which is funny once you take into consideration that I am only 25. 

Sometimes, the buzzle and hussle of the week completely silences everything else. 

I haven't been so lucky in the whole dating thing for a little bit. 

This weekend I met a cutie British guy, went on a random date with some other guy, got asked out for drinks by some guy. 

It was a nice reminder.