The Gym.

I know most of my readers don't know me or even know what I look like but I will put it out there right now..I am not thin, I am not really athletic, I don't wear a size zero, and my all time favorite meal is a cheeseburger..extra cheese and a side of fries - with all that being said one of my FAVORITE places in the world is the gym

Here's why..

• So first off it is one of the GREATEST places to people watch.. like ever- have you seen the people that go to the gym - they are insane and it's awesome.
• There are men there..lots of men..all shapes, sizes, ages, income levels, maturity levels..people IT.IS.GREAT.
• You can be there by yourself and it's not weird, which for an independent person, such as myself is fabulous. I actually prefer to go to the gym by myself. Try going to a restaurant or a bar by yourself..you will get at least one strange look, at least one person will hit on you, and at least one person will creep you out. But not at the gym..well the chances are less likely..
• You can pretty much wear your pajamas to the gym..ok stop right there..it depends what your pajamas look like..don't wear your booty shorts, don't wear your boyfriends boxers, and don't wear your birthday suit..DO wear a loose fitting t-shirt and a pair of athletic shorts..comfy and perfect for the gym.
• There are SO many ways to workout- there are multiple machines, all sorts of classes, different equipment - even though I pretty much do the same workout routine - IF I ever wanted to switch it up I could!
• You can go there pretty much any time for as long as you want and its not weird..hear me out, so I like to go to the gym before work - always people there. Sometimes I don't go before work and I have to go after - always people there. I go Saturday morning when I should be hungover but I was lame the night before and sat at home with my roommate and ate pizza - always people there. 
• I pretty much always feel better when I leave..no matter how tired, cranky, annoyed, fat, pissed off I am when I walk into the gym I feel a million times better when I leave. 

Now don't worry it's not always sunshine and butterflies at the gym

I do have tough days where I am sore, feel gross, don't want to be there, smell weird, gym clothes don't fit right, or just plain out its a bad day that EVEN the gym can't make better.

Here are a few of my pet peeves about the gym:

• Girls who wear real bras to the gym..if you are wearing a real bra you are not there to work out..and these girls annoy me
• Men who grunt at the gym..okay we get it..you are lifting really really heavy weights..it's not cool that you sound like a cow giving birth so it's not cool that you are lifting really heavy weights. Get over yourself.
• Girls who bring Starbucks to the gym..I. Just. Can't.
• When all the newer, prettier, just better machines are taken and I have to use an older, uglier, grosser one.
• When I am just killin it on the elliptical, headphones in, music bumping..and someone gets on the machine to my right..then someone gets on the machine to my left..and we have ourselves a sweaty Alex sandwich..uhh gross.
• When I walk into a spin class all the back row bikes are taken and I have to sit FRONT AND CENTER in front of the spin instructor and she is LITERALLY yelling in my face. 

And my biggest, all time, largest, MOST obnoxious pet peeve is when people come to the gym to socialize..UGH I got angry just saying it..do not come to the gym and beebop around talking, chewing on your bubble gum, talking/flirting with all the guys, acting like you know all the personal trainers, BARELY breaking a sweat and you have been there for an hour?!? It literally makes me want to scream. This post is clearly NOT about one person in particular and just a general pet peeve of mine...

BITCH YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!

Is there something in the water?

So in the past several weeks I have heard of several devastating break ups, fights, arguments, and in general situations of boys being idiots..no offense guys..actually yes take offense for your gender. I won't even count my break up as devastating cause let's be honest..he was an ass for the last month of us being together..what did he think, that he could treat me like crap and I would still be head over heels in love with him??

Anyhow this post is NOT meant for me to rant about my dwindling love life- it's about men going bezerk right now? Are all their man periods synced up or is there something in the water that is making them want to end perfectly good relationships? Is it the season..football season is right around the corner..I think I am on to something here..

Any break up is hard, I will not downplay any relationship ending because everyone is different, people fall in love differently, they experience various emotions and develop feelings at  their own pace - but here are some of the most heart breaking breakups I have heard about in the past few weeks..

Number 1: So this girl I work with, let's call her Ally, just broke up with her boyfriend after a year of being together. It was ironic cause Ally, had just told me and another co-worker that her and the BF never fight, people actually questioned it because it happened so infrequently. So they had a fight last week, met up, talked about it and decided to break up..just like that. This is the kicker though, he asked her if they could try and start over as friends?!( I would have slapped him). I think there is an unwritten rule: after you see someone naked more than 10 times..I am pretty sure its hard to be like "hey friend, what's up?" but good try buddy. So here is where this story pulls at the heart strings..so as they are departing after deciding to end things, they said their "I love you"'s, kissed goodbye, and haven't talked since.... WHAT?! No fighting, no sobbing, no screaming, call me crazy but after a year I want an explosive, WWIII, lifetime- movie scene breaking up.. But no Ally pulled herself together and is back at work today, looking fabulous with a smile on her face..cheers to her!!

So story #2 comes from one of my best friends, who again was in a long term relationship, let's call this friend Chloe. Chloe is a brilliant girl, she is unbelievably talented and will do great things in life. However, as smart as this girl is, she fell in love with a sailor..like a sailor  in the Navy..like one who goes under water for SEVERAL months at a time.... Now this was a HUGE part of their relationship because the Navy controlled their relationship more than they did. The Navy dictated where he was stationed, when they could see each other, how often they could talk, etc. None the less they managed to have a successful relationship, more power to them! Well I think Chloe had hit her breaking point, because a few weeks ago I grabbed drinks with her and she casually mentioned that her and her sailor had broken up. I was in shell shock, they were one of those couples that just screams "We're in love!", gross. Anyhow, he had suddenly changed his mind on what he wanted with his future..goals, career, personal..everything. COME ON MAN. After she had sacrificed so much for him and his career?? I love homegirl to death but I  watched her sit in the passenger seat for too long, waiting on him before starting her life. She is now heading off to Grad School in Scotland and I could not be more proud! So where is the tear jerking part of this you ask.. they LITERALLY love each other but cannot be together cause their futures do not align. He wants one thing she wants another..love doesn't conquer all in this situation because they need to do what's best for each of them..I am calling Lifetime..I see a movie plot here...

Story #3 is one for the books..the "man" (I put this in quotes cause he is acting more like a little girl in this situation then he is a man) in this story deserves a swift kick to the head, but I will let you all be the judge of that. So I found out this past weekend that this couple who has been married for a few years now, who has endured the military lifestyle, who had moved across the country and then moved back again..is on the outs because the husband decided hes been faking it for the past 8 years!!! Does he need a swift kick to the head or what people? Apparently he told his wife that he hasn't loved her for the past 8 years that they have been together, he wants a divorce, and she can have the dog that they have together because he doesn't even want to see her to exchange the dog. UGH he is the worst. My whole heart goes out to this girl, she deserves someone better and I applaud her for being as strong as she has been. As the Spice girls say.."Girl Power"

So for all my readers who are in happy healthy relationships - GOOD FOR YOU - but please take extra special care in the type of water your man is drinking...


For all you men out there...if you're going to break up with us..at least do it the right way..

That's all for now...

Can I get an IV..of coffee..

So when did being 24 become the new 65...

People explain something to me, I went out for drinks with a friend last night..to be exact 3 beers and 2 shooters..the shooters are weird I know..I will get to that. So I go out to grab a few beers with my friend last night and I wake up this morning, sluggish, I have a massive headache, and it feels like the jaws of life are going to need to get me out of my bed?! Am I hungover..there is no way after the amount of drinks I had last night I am hungover...or is there?

I woke up this morning wondering and calculating how long until I can retire..is that real life? I am 24...a mere 3 years ago it was nothing for me to go out on a Thursday crush wayyyyy more than 3 beers, get up for my 8am class and kill a full day of classes...fully understanding that I would be getting plastered all over again that night...now I am counting down the hours until my bed and I can reunite. How did I age 40 years in the last year??

Am I the only one..come on people..tell me other 24-25 year olds are astonished how much they cannot drink anymore.

The worst part was getting dressed today, a small tear was shed when I had to pull off my leggings and sweatshirt and put on jeans, a bra, and a top for work..I am a young professional lady..wearing cute tops, matching jewelry, throwing on jeans that show off my ass (that probably wont ever look this good again in my life) should excite me BUT instead I would love nothing more than to get back into my pajamas. Who am I?

So the next step in my rapid aging process is the whole getting-hit-on-at-the-bar-slash-guys-buying-you-drinks-phase...let me tell you something, I am the first one to accept a free drink (sorry mom, I swear I check for roofies first..) but I love ANYTHING for free..if the guy is cute or not a free drink is a free drink! 

Well on my adventure last night a robust gentleman to my right, after realizing that the male I was there with was just a friend, proceeded to buy shooters for us. Now shooters, to me, are the ultimate creep move..they are more aggressive than a round of beers, because there is a hint of liquor in them, which usually increases the chances of bad decisions dramatically however they are more subtle and sly then a straight  up shot..they are like the roller-coaster of alcoholic beverages, they look fun at first, you want to yell "woohoo" when you are doing them, but if you do too many you are bound to be puking in a trash can nearby. Nevertheless, this gentleman continued to buy us a few rounds of these shooters and then demanded for my number and to take me on a date..pump the breaks buddy.

Now every person who is reading this post who just rolled their eyes..just stop it..I am not some spoiled girl who gets hit on and hates it...this man was aggressive, told me what to do, did that whole spit on you while he talks thing, talked about himself A LOT..so all in all just not my type..hence the disgust in him buying me drinks and then expecting me to go out with him..buddy get a clue.

I literally think I am getting more hungover by the minute remembering and discussing last nights activities...

As I mentioned above I would love nothing more than to be back in my bed, in my pajamas, hooked up to an IV of coffee..caramel flavored please...

That's all for now

Do men ever grow up?!

I will start this post by saying  by no means - in any way, shape, or form am I a man hater. Believe me  I love men and I think they serve a very important purpose on this planet. However, sometimes and most of the time I question that purpose..

Side note: I don't want all my posts to be about me complaining..but let's be honest I spent about 3/4 of my day..week..year..life complaining so its pretty much like second nature to me.

This particular posted is inspired by my most recent ex-boyfriend but will reference most past relationships I have had in general, since I have had quite a few dooseys..

So my question is - are all men really just big babies - seems like some just hide it better than others? I understand that there are scientific theories and articles that say men mature slower than women but how long are we allowed to let that excuse slide?

So the relationship I just got out of, we'll call him Bob, in case he ever grows a pair and reads this blog OR if my blog ever becomes uber famous and I become super wealthy and popular, I will do him a solid and respect that he might not want every woman/man/reader knowing he is an idiot.

ANYHOW Bob and I recently ended our relationship due to several reasons but the main one being he just broke down and became the most immature person I have ever met?? Not answering my calls, not responding to texts, letting days go by without contacting me, blowing me off, getting mad at me for no reason, and ultimately just letting us break up over text message - COME ON.

Now don't jump the gun and call me crazy, I am usually a very level headed person and I didn't blow up his phone every hour of every day. When I say I texted him or called him - were talking once AT MOST twice a day, which from friends seemed very calm, so he should consider himself lucky. Women are known to be the craziest species and from stories I have heard and scenes I have witnessed I believe it!!

I also want to add another kicker to this story..Bob told me he loved me after a little over a month of us dating..now most of you just went RED FLAG!!! however, I took it as sweet..insert head hitting wall here...when we first started dating the boy knew what he was doing - calls every morning and every night, quick responses to texts, funny little pick me ups through out the day, respectful and supportive, he wanted to see me all the time and we never got sick of each other, he wanted to get to know my friends and family, blah blah blah.. I mean I would have given Bob an A++ on the dating scale. After all this though there were still some red flags that should have caught my attention but when you are seeing someone who likes to take you out, who likes to buy you drinks, who likes to send you flowers at work just because and you're getting laid on the regular, these red flags go right out the door!

With all that being said he still turned out to be a Royal Jerk and I had to end things - which leaves me with the question do men ever really grow up? Do they hide their immaturity and idiotness (making up words now, oy vey!) the more they like a girl? Is that how they end the relationship instead of like an adult and having a conversation - they revert back to a child and make the girl do all the work? My friends made comments like "I thought he was one of the good ones" or "he sounded too good to be true" as sad as that is...it this what my love life is destined to, lowering my standards and accepting that I will be dating boys who are dressed up and for a short while act as men? 


Moral of THIS story...I think I need to get a dog...

Thanks for reading...

Can I go back to school yet...

It's that funny time of year again where school supplies are in high demand, kids of all ages are trying to soak up the last few days of summer, teachers are desperately trying to get lesson plans and classrooms put together and parents are overly joyed with how few days are left in summer.

Um so where do I fit in..summer wrapping up for a young professional is just down right depressing. I didn't have a summer break, I don't get to look forward to seeing my friends again and buying all new school clothes, I don't get to call all my friends and ask what teacher and classes they have this year.. when did NOT going back to school become even more lame than going back to school??

Now don't get me wrong, I don't want to go back to school, if I did, I understand I could get my ass in gear and become a teacher, or go back to grad school, or become a lunch lady..all of which sometimes sound way more appealing then my current job..I digress. The point of the matter is that I don't want to go back to school but I miss that feeling of change. As cheesy as that sounds..summer ending and fall beginning was filled with anticipation, excitement, and new clothes..what more could a girl want!! New school years promised the chance for a fresh start - and after some of the summer adventures I went on - a fresh start was sometimes needed!

IF that wasn't bad enough, I can't even begin to describe the anxiety I feel about not going back to college. This May will be 3 years since I graduated and it still feels like it was yesterday. Starting a new school year in college was like the ultimate challenge - how crazy and wild could you get? How many people could you hook up with before you got a reputation? How little could you do in your classes and still pass? Was it even possible to still graduate on time? Each year these questions became harder and harder to answer..

There was also the excitement of moving back in with your friends, after spending all summer living at home. The idea of moving back in with your buddies, no matter how disgusting college housing could get, never sounded so appealing!

So the moral of this rant is that I TOTALLY took going back to school for granted when I was a student. No more summer breaks, no more last few days of summer parties, no more back to school shopping on your parents dime..being an adult sucks!

That's all for now...

The Ice Bucket Challenge Phenomenon

So if you haven't seen somebody recently posting a video to social media where they are dumping a bucket of ice water over their head..you live under a rock. I am not sure what trend setter started this social media phenomenon but lately its all people can talk about. 

For those of you who do live under a rock the gist of it is, you get nominated by one of your friends to do the "Ice Bucket Challenge" - which entails recording yourself dumping ice cold water over your head. If you choose not to do this challenge then you must donate money to an organization that raises money for ALS (Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis , often referred to as "Lou Gehrig's Disease").  Oh and you have 24 hours to do it.

If you choose to accept this challenge you grab a buddy have them take at most a 30 second video of you participating in this challenge. In turn you get to nominate some poor suckers to dump some cold water on their head. From the time it takes you to locate a bucket, to getting up the nerve to actually pour the water, to doing a little chilly dance after you are soaked it should take no longer than 5 minutes - if you're taking longer than that - you're not doing it right.

Let me be the first to say that I usually HATE social media trends - I think it points out how totally brainwashed our society has become. Don't get me wrong I usually participate but not without commenting at least once on how  we all pretty much jump on any bandwagon we can..

So first off I wanted to take a moment to yell at the haters who won't take the 5 minutes to dump some water on their head because of WHATEVER excuse they came up with...  here are a few things, that to me, seemed to be equivalent in length of time... 
 1. Taking a shower - the challenge is just a colder version.
 2. Walking your dog - your dog would probably have appreciated a cool down too.
 3. Talking on the phone - you probably talk too much anyway
 4. Sitting through a commercial break - this could be fun, time yourself see if you can get back before your show comes back on.
 5. Cooking dinner - I officially give you a reason to get fast food tonight - sorry diet I was too busy raising awareness!! 

So now let me take a minute to yell at the haters who say dumping water on your head isn't curing the disease..yada..yada.  

WHO SAID IT WAS GOING TO?!! 

No one said I accept this Ice Bucket Challenge knowing I am changing the world by curing ALS..no the point is to raise awareness..and I am pretty darn sure awareness is raised! Yes I do agree that if you did the Ice Bucket Challenge it also might be nice to donate as well but beggars can't be choosers...

For those of you who did both, I APPLAUD YOU!!!
For those of you who did the Ice Bucket Challenge, I applaud you.
For those of you who donated, I applaud you.
For those of you who did nothing, I wish ALS upon you. SIKE, but I do hope you choose to consider donating, volunteering, or raising awareness of another charity or organization.

So for your enjoyment..my Ice Bucket Challenge Video!

That's all for now...

The sky is falling...or at least it should be...

You ever have one of those days where it just seems like nothing goes the right way?
Well my week has been like that and it's only Wednesday! I guess I should be lucky that the sky has NOT fallen but again like I said its only Wednesday..

I have to take you back into last week to explain why this week woke up on the wrong side of the bed...

1. I had migraines all last week, couldn't figure out why, blamed it on the stress of my job, boyfriend, my constant and ever faithful depleting bank account etc...

2. Come to find out after spending $65 and 2 1/2 hours in a Dr's office Friday night  that I had an inner ear infection that led to a virus and vertigo..awesome..

3. My Mom took me shopping Saturday to try and cheer me up after the aforementioned items..mind you my sister came along who is a size 0 and looks good in everything, while I am NOT a size 0 and don't look good in anything.

4.She got to buy bathing suits and party dresses cause she goes to college near the beach. I got to buy business clothes that make me look disgusting and gross

5. My boyfriend refuses to talk to me since I want to have "serious" talks such as what are you doing this weekend?


6. I got denied for a raise at work. I am not sure how my boss thinks living off minimum wage is okay but listen up lady, you can't expect me to come to work with out my medium iced coffee so I can get my job done!!  
I pray to god she never reads this..

7. Work has been crazy busy - not too busy that I can't write my blog - but busy enough that I can't sit and pinterest all day - As I mentioned in #6 get me a pay raise or get out!

8. I gained 4 pounds in the past two weeks..enough said.

9. I didn't loose the 4 pounds mentioned in #8 overnight.

10. There are exactly 9 more days until payday and exactly $25 in my bank account... may the odds be ever in my favor this week! Anyone wanna buy me a drink??

Until next time my friends...