Okay, this blog was originally for a public relations class, and I have not logged on since 2007. Here's my situation: I hate work. I don't want to work at a desk, I don't want to work in an office. My dream job would be to write for a living, because its what I'm good at. It comes naturally to me because I love telling good stories.

Another important thing to understand-- I'm the queen of misfortune/fortune. That doesn't make much sense to most people until you hear a few of my stories. Strange, and I do mean strange things happen to me on a daily basis. My life is pretty much a story of irony, because I am extremely unlucky when it comes to things like love and money. I do have a talent for being at the right place at the right time and meeting fantastic people who change my life for the better every day, and in that sense, I am incredibly fortunate.

Basically, what I am doing with this blog is putting up my stories for everyone to see. Most of them are true, but some will be fiction. Some of these stories are racy, some are breathtakingly romantic, and many are sad. I hope that you have a good time reading them and deciding whether you think they are true or not; I know I will have a good time writing them, and I know damn well I've had a great time living them.

So here's a little background. I live in beautiful Charleston, South Carolina-- a place that is literally frozen in time. My house is on one of the most sought-after streets in town and I see a lot of cool things from my patio. I am a student at the College of Charleston and have one of the tightest-knit groups of friends imaginable. Maybe if you've never been to Charleston, you won't understand. But those of you who have visited our fair city know that there is something in the air down here-- something that makes you want to get into trouble. It could be the cool breeze that comes off the ocean. It could be the historic cobblestone alleys that seem as though they were put there by God to be a sexy place for a first kiss. It could be the blatant and pressing availability of alcohol. Who knows. But there is no denying that Charleston is the ideal backdrop for any story... so here is where we'll begin...

"If I said I was madly in love with you you'd know I was lying." -Scarlet O'Hara