Future Reality TV Star

Ok a few of y'all have asked why I think my life could be a reality TV show.

So first of all....I'm going to admit. I have done casting calls for The Real World and also I did two casting calls for Sweet Home Alabama.

Anyway.

My city girl life style can get kind of dramatic. Lets face it, drama puts excitement into my life. I don't start drama just for the hell of it though. It just kind of follows me wherever I go. My life is always full of new stories, dramatic and awkward situations.

This is the best one. 

I started my Junior year of OSU living in an apartment with 3 other girls. If that doesn't say much then I don't know what will. We all started out really good and close friends. I actually had lived with one of the girls the year before too. Anyway. I had a boyfriend at the time and we were going on our three year. We had been fighting and crap and I was always on the phone yelling at him. My roommates told me that I needed to figure something out because they didn't want to hear all the yelling anymore. So about a week later he ended things with me. Sure I was upset, but I had my "friends" They were so friendly that they shoved shots of vodka in my face the day he broke up with me when I was supposed to play in my first flag football game. So what do I do? I do the classy thing! I show up to the game drunk. And what do you know, there is a guy who catches my eye. He also happened to be on the same team as me annnnd he was also in my management class. So I'm all flirty and what not with him. Well I knew he was best friends with one of my roommates, but I had no clue she was in love with him. Did I mention that she had a boyfriend of like two years? Yeah.....anywho. Casey and I started dating. Which meant roommates and I started drifting. Of course me being a naive little girl I chose him over everyone. I'll spare details about pity fights roommates and I had.

Lets fast forward to when Casey and I broke up.........like the fourth time. I knew the girls had been smoking pot in the house, obviously because they would blow the smoke into my air vent. Bitches. Anyway. I was finally fed up with it and I called the cops on them. On my own roommates.

I'm sitting here laughing thinking about this. Oh I also forgot the mention, these girls were 19 at the time. I was 21. Anyway. One girl got a felony and got her harvard scholarship taken away. whoops. So I'm sitting in my kitchen looking like a boy.....I'm in sweats, a t shirt and a camo hat. Yes I remember what I was wearing. I was also fixing lunch. One of the girls walks in wearing her little mini skirt with her hair curled and high heels. She starts yelling at me and of course me being a stubborn girl with an attitude I just start laughing at her. So she gets up in my face threatening to beat me up. So once again me having to push someone buttons, I look her up and down and laugh and ask if she was going to hit me with her high heel. Yeah she didn't like that, but she didn't hit me either.

Daddy always taught me, never be the first one to throw a punch, but always be the last. 

I honestly wish that our little yelling back and forth fight was on video. It was worse than something you see on Jersey Shore. hahahahaha.

But, that is just one story of my wanna be reality tv show life.

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