I'm pretty sure somewhere back in high school I never received the memo that once you graduate you either go away to a big time partying University, go to cosmetology school, marry someone in the military or have a baby.
I almost went to Michigan State because of an ex. Everyone always assumed I would go into cosmetology because my mom is a hairstylist and a salon owner, but that's probably the only career that my mom didn't want me to go into. I've never wanted to be a cosmetologist. My mom is fabulous at what she does, but it takes a lot of work to get to where she's at. I wasn't interested in the whole marriage right after high school thing. And I'm way to selfish to have a baby anytime soon.
But don't worry, I have a plan.
When I Grow Up....
I will call this home.
I will have a "women cave" like this.
If they make it in animal print, there are no other options.
I will own at least 2 large dogs.
This will be my best friend and we'll hang out on the beach and drink all day. Everyday.
IF for some reason I end up getting married. I will have a red dress. Not this one. But, a red one.
If I settle down.. I will always be the life of the party.
My children will be super sassy.. they'll get it from their momma.
Most of all, I just want to be happy.