I've never blogged in my life so please bear with me as I chart my way through the choppy seas of our upcoming Bachelor journey. I have a few goals I would like to achieve in writing this blog for us. Consider it a road trip we're about to take cross-country and on this trip we're gong to learn a lot about each other. I will do the majority of the talking (per usual) and you will listen obligingly – but you'll enjoy it, I promise. You'll love our long ride because I always stop for snacks, I make the best playlists (sometimes I'll even let you play a song from your iPod) and Leo will of course be coming with us. We'll gush about our crushes and talk shit about our exes, we'll have dance parties and share make-up. We'll play 20 Questions and Marry F*ck Kill. We'll swap stories and opinons on fashion, dates, God and fantasize about what really happens in the fantasy suite. We'll trade secrets and I'll tell you everything you've ever wanted to know about me – if you ask. We'll play drinking games, we'll laugh and inevitably we will cry. It may feel at times like we're gossiping – it's ok, just go with it. We'll keep it real and I'll always be honest with you – I have no problem telling you when too much self-tanner is TOO MUCH. You'll thank me for this, and you'll learn to love me for it. We might not always see eye-to-eye on all of our conversations and that's ok – I encourage your comments back. You might get frustrated with me because sometimes I have poor grammar, but hey... no one's perfect. I might get tired and cranky and demand that we use the AC even though you asked to have the windows down – WHY DO YOU ALWAYS WANT THE WINDOWS DOWN? – sorry, it's probably just PMS, don't take it personally. By the end of the trip, we're going to love and hate each other so much it's gong to blow your mind. I already can't wait for you to get the hell out of my car, don't forget your coat, and would you mind throwing away your trash? Thanks.
Ok, ready? Let's get deep.