Where to Start.....
My name is Manda.
I am 25 years old

How I feel most of the time... You want to meet the adult version of
Honey Boo Boo, you found her.
Can't help it. I've always been known as a diva, ask any of my affiliates. Truth is, it's been my moniker for quite some time. Also got stuck with it as an elementary school nickname (that I secretly loved) and to this day it still gets thrown my way. That's okay though. Lately I'm trying this new thing, owning who I am and trying to make some big life changes. I've had to cut some people out of my life, even some of the ones most important to me. I also am trying to determine how I can work on some of my bad habits. When you hit that quarter century mark, it seems like you should be doing something important.
But the truth is, I'm still a big kid at heart. The last 2 men I've dated both held the opinion that I am a baby.
Not their baby, but a baby. At first I was impressed. I don't know any other babies who managed to get a bachelors degree, move to the city become a damn bail bondsman, then writer, to get their own apartment and pay all their bills is pretty impressive.
Then I thought more about it...And I thought, even though someone else's fickle opinions shouldn't matter, sometimes there can be truth to some remarks. I've never been one to handle personal criticisms well, but the fun of proving people wrong outweighs the annoyances of hearing their opinions.
Ok that was a bit of a tangent. Back to the honey boo boo reference, my main point was that five sounds a lot better than 25 right now..I thought I would have more shit figured out by now. This better not be one of those lame quarter life crises that I know I heard about somewhere. As the wise and powerful ruler (of course, I mean none other than
Iggy Azalea would say..
"Just can't worry bout no haters gotta stay on my GRIND"
If I could walk a day in her shoes I know I could rule the world.
Every bad bitch in the universe can start their reign with one thing: confidence. I don't care what anyone thinks of me anymore, I let it consume me for way too long. I have been through more than anyone could imagine in the last 18 months, and I want to take you on my journey. It's a coming of age kinda tale that starts with a naive small town girl going to be the big city for the first time...
Pardon my cliche beginnings, but I promise the story gets better from here. Unfortunately, that's all you get this week. stay tuned for the sequel, and many more to come.
love.loss.heartache.drugs.badboys.independence.pain.pride.friendship.shame.success.laughter.
Change.
Hope.
A happy ending?
Not quite sure yet. You'll find out right when as its happening...loose lips=great twists. I have nothing to hide.