Fiery Red

Since I left you guys right after I broke up with Mr. Nice Guy, I cannot tell you how unbelievably happy I have been since doing so. He was all wrong for me. He may be a nice guy, but all of you were right. Just because he’s nice doesn’t make him compatible. As bad as it may sound, breaking up with him was one of the smartest things I’ve ever done.

The night I saw him after we broke up, I went to go pick him up because I was just being nice. He was coming home on leave and the person he hitched a ride with lived about 40 minutes away from us. He was trying to kiss me and hug me and I was just not having it. It took everything in me not to blow up on him. While in the car ride home, he started going through my phone. Normally, I wouldn’t care. But we just broke up… like dude, really? Personal space?

Then he asks me if he can come hang out with me and my friend that night and I told him no and he BEGGED.

While we were in the car on the way home, he uses MY phone to call MY mom and ask her if I’m doing anything the next day with my family (which I was).

How unbelievable.

There were so many things wrong with our relationship. Past just the normal dysfunctional thing that most people have. After the dust had settled on my end, he messaged my mom six months after we broke up saying he was still in love with me.

About a month or two after Mr. Crazy Guy and I broke up, and you guys might want to sit down for this if you’re not, I get a call from D. The infamous ex, my first and only true love, the one that I wanted to beat to a pulp.

I remember it vividly.

I was at Michael’s, with my mom and we were in line. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket and I pulled it out to see who was calling.

His name appeared on the screen and my heart completely just stopped. My palms got sweaty and my mind went blank. It had been months since I had heard from him. The buzzing and call went to voicemail. My hands were shaky as I called him back. I had never felt more terrified in my life because I knew what was going to happen.

I know, all you may be thinking what is this girl doing? Is she completely insane?

Well, yes. I am. We started out as friends… for a week.

And then friends with benefits with AMAZING sex. Best sex I’ve ever had, best sex I still have.

That lasted for another week.

And then another week turned into talks about a relationship and well… there we were.

Talking through our problems like adults.

Our relationship has matured so much and, still almost a year later, him and I are together.

Even though it isn’t always perfect and I do sometimes want to give him a good whack in the head I wouldn’t want to whack anybody else. He makes me happy and throughout all the pain and crap, it has brought us back even closer. Which is definitely a cliche thing to say, I know, but it’s true. We may sometimes be feeling polar opposite things and we may not agree on everything, but that keeps things interesting. He respects my opinions and I respect his. We have less fights than we used to, but we do fight and I’m okay with that. There’s not one couple that doesn’t ever fight. But for those fights, the love that we share is so strong.

During the year we were apart, we both grew up a lot and now when we fight, the first thing in our heads isn’t to break up. It’s to want to strangle each other and THEN talk it over.

Because that’s normal and you all know it.

Here I am… a year later. A redhead, with D, in my second year of college, turning 20 in less than a month and yet… no idea what to do with my life.

The best is yet to come.



Changing the World One Starbucks At a Time

There are good people in this world. 

I think we need a little bit more of them, to be honest with you. So many people out there just don’t care about anybody else and are so focused in their own little minds. 

There’s a thing called the bystander effect, where if a person is getting beaten up, or there’s a fire or crash or some type of accident, the people watching or driving by most of the time will not call it in. This is due to the fact that they always think somebody else is going to call in about it, so they don’t. Sometimes that works out, sometimes it doesn’t. 

But my personal experience with good people today is at Starbucks. I went to go order my drink and I gave the barista my card to swipe, he swiped it. Well apparently, there was nothing on my card. Which is weird because just a couple days ago there was money on it, only 13 dollars at the moment, but still. Don’t laugh. Broke college student here! Anyways, I told him nevermind and I went to sit back down. I went back up because my friend let me use some money on her gift card, and just as I was about to pay, the barista making the drink called out my order. He told me he was going to give it to me anyways, but I still ended up paying. 



How sweet is that? I told School boy because I was so caught off guard by this act of kindness, and he says he thinks the barista has a thing for me. I don’t know if that’s true, or if it’s because I’m a regular here. Either way, whoever gives out free Starbucks deserves the award for most amazing person on the planet. Because there’s only one thing better than Starbucks. Free Starbucks. Am I right? Or am I just making myself sound even more like a white girl? Kidding. 

A couple weeks ago, on black Friday, in the morning I was coming up to my car and somebody put this note on my window. 


It’s amazing how one little thing can brighten up somebody’s day. This world needs more people like this. People like this inspire me to do those things back. Because we never know how close somebody is to giving up on life, and just a simple little note can save them. 

I want to start doing things like this. Some people have such good hearts and they never get any credit for it. 

So, really. Thank you people for making this world a brighter place! 

Because Starbucks always makes people happy. Well, at least me anyways. 

I’m a Starbucks addict, but that’s a whole other story. 

With all the love in my body, 

whiskeyinateacupp xo

Balls To The Wall

Writing this post in class (go me) because today has been amazing and I couldn’t wait to share it. 

So, I wake up. It’s cloudy and cold outside. To me, that’s a perfect way to wake up. It just sets the right mood for the day, because I am a fan of colder weather. Well, as cold as it can get in Southern California. 

Secondly, I am scrolling through my Facebook news feed and I stumble upon a status update from my elementary school crush, the one I recently started talking to. Guess who’s coming back to live in California? Yup, that’s right. He is. This could be very exciting and he arrives back home December 4th. How crazy would it be if I ended up with a guy who I liked the beginning of elementary school? How adorable! Please tell me this isn’t cute. The one with the perfect name.. 

So, then I’m driving through a section of my city that has like a strip mall with Target, Nordstrom Rack, Kohls, and all that type of fun stuff. I notice they’re putting a Panera restaurant in. Oh. My. God. Panera is one of my favorite restaurants EVER. Broccoli cheddar soup in a bread bowl? Uh, hell yes? Or their mac n cheese… or their turkey sandwiches… or their paninis… or their smoothies. Just amazing, really. 

Lastly. Oh, Hobby Lobby boy. My best friend and I marched in there with my lady balls. We were walking down the edge of the store looking for him, thinking he might not be there because we hadn’t seen him yet and bam! The wild Hobby Lobby boy appears. My friend jokingly says hi, and he doesn’t hear her. She says it just a tiny bit louder again and he turns his head! He was a good six or seven big aisles away. He has the hearing of a dog, I swear. Makes me wonder if he ever heard us talking about him… because we totally have. I was so embarrassed, naturally we busted up laughing and took a sharp right turn into the nearest aisle to hide ourselves. After that, I wasn’t so sure I could talk to him. So, we went to the section where we were going to buy our supplies and he walks by a few times and I just lower my head. 

As if that’s going to make me disappear. Can I just be like an ostrich and stick my head in the ground? Where’d whiskeyinateacupp go? 

Yeah. I wish. So, we get our supplies and leave to go checkout and we’re looking for him. We turn around and there he is… walking towards us. 

Oh boy. It’s time. 

He walks closer. 

“Hey ladies.” He says. 

And I just go for it. 

“Hi, um, this might sound crazy but I was wondering if you’re single, or if you’re seeing somebody or have a girlfriend?” 

Way to make a great first impression, whiskey. 

He smiles. I think he’s not as outgoing as apparently I am. 

He’s single. 

And guess who got Hobby Lobby boy’s number?

This girl did! 

Must be some charm I have because I sure as hell wasn’t smooth about it. 

After we were done exchanging numbers, I was shaking so badly. Pretty sure I was blushing too. 

And now the waiting game for me to text him. Today could not be any better. Finally! 

I did a happy dance in my head as my balls hit the wall. 

With all the love in my body, 

whiskeyinateacupp xo

Autumn Livin’

There’s just something so exciting about the fall! The freshness in the air, the scents, the chill, the soft sun in the afternoon, the colors… everything. There’s something to be said about the quote “life starts over again in the fall”. I believe in this. This summer for me has been full of ups and downs, full of excitement and anger. It gave me many firsts, some that I will never forget. It was a long, hot, crazy summer… in more than one way. It was the summer I will never forget, my most favorite one even though some parts of it were terrible. I grew up in this summer, I learned, I took risks, I laughed until I cried, I cried until I laughed. Everybody has that one summer that will always be in the back of their minds. The one where they took adventures, where they got their hearts broken, where they broke hearts. As autumn comes though, these things fade out. The tans fade, the hair gets darker, summer romances slowly burn out. Things start all over again and everybody gets a fresh start. The cool air sweeps away the heat of the summer. It sweeps away everything that happened, as it all just becomes a memory. I will forever cherish this summer, but as autumn comes I find myself growing up even more. This summer taught me a lot, I’ll admit. However, autumn is my favorite season. Things are just perfect. Whatever happened during summer is just a delicious memory now. 

Autumn brings out something in people, I believe. It brings out hard workers, soul searchers, lovers and a peace. There is something to be said about those gorgeous, peaceful autumn nights where everything is just so. Autumn is magical. Everybody changes, we all grow up. We all have another summer full of memories under our belt. We grow older, more mature, some wiser. Others fall in love in the fall and everything goes out the window. The love that begins in the fall… it is so beautiful. Everything is just better in the fall. 

With all the love in my body, 

whiskeyinateacupp xo

A Broken Heart is Blind

Love makes us do all sorts of things. It makes us crazy, silly, sometimes better people, sometimes worse people. It makes us insane, giggly and sometimes terrified. We do all sorts of things when in love. Love is a funny thing. It messes with you physically, emotionally and mentally. It changes the way you think about things, for good and for bad. As I sit in a Starbucks at a mall tonight, I watch all the couples walk in and out. I watch the ones outside in the chilly air walking by the trees lit up with lights. They all seem so happy. I wonder all the dynamics of their relationship, because everybody meshes differently with different people. Have they ever felt a broken heart before? Are they just putting up a front with their happiness? Maybe they’re going through heartbreak right now, have been recently or will be in any second. Life changes with every breath we take. I sit here and wonder this because we all know a broken heart is blind, and unlike love, it can make you do ANYTHING. A broken heart will transform you into a person you never thought you could be. It makes you realize how bold you are. It definitely does to me. In a matter of a couple hours, I will be watching the look on my ex’s face as I drop off all of our memories with him. He’ll have the necklaces he gave me. The one with the key on it from his diary when he was a little boy, the one that held so much meaning. He’ll have the one with the diamond heart on it from our first Christmas. He’ll have the movie ticket of our first date/first time seeing each other. He’ll have a ticket from a party we went to together. He’ll have the promise ring he bought me for our one year anniversary. He’ll have all of our movie tickets. He’ll have all of his clothes back. He’ll have a pink teddy bear he gave/won for me back. I will be leaving it on his car for him for when he gets off of work because I want no contact with him. Maybe it’s a cowardly thing to do, give it to him like that instead of face to face. I will be sitting in my car far from his, watching the reaction on his face. He probably doesn’t think I’d ever do this. He wouldn’t expect me to have the balls to drive all the way out to his work to do this. I want to see the shock on his face. He probably is not expecting this. I’m currently on the fence of hating my ex. They do say love/hate is a fine line.

I can be a ballsy person when I’m feeling bold. I think we should all be sometimes. All it takes is 20 seconds of courage, 20 seconds can change your life. However, when you have a broken heart… you live on adrenaline. It courses through your veins. A broken heart is blind. Love is funny, I always wonder about it. One thing is for sure, I’m in love with love. It’s such a beautiful thing. 

With all the love in my body, 

whiskeyinateacupp xo

I’m One of Those

You know how you see all those people rocking out in their cars? Yeah. I do that and you know what? I don’t even care. Anytime I’m in the car alone driving, my music is pretty much usually blasting, cause that’s just how I roll. I am dancing, I am singing and I am a one-woman show. I’m even like this with other people in the car, I will serenade them whether they like it or not and whether or not I can sing, which I definitely cannot. My shower also happens to be my audience. However, when I am in my room and I’m in a good mood… oh lord. I let it all out, I throw my hands up, I grab the nearest thing to me for a microphone and I belt away. You just gotta sometimes, you have to get lost in a song, just once if you haven’t. I’m begging you, there are just certain songs that make you stop what you’re doing, throw your hands up in the air and sing out loud to your heart’s content. If you’ve had a bad day, or a bad week this can help. This is therapy for the soul, I’m convinced of it. I mean, there’s nothing like it to dance like no one is watching, sing like no one is listening and just be fun and crazy for once. If anybody is having a bad day, maybe these songs will help you like they do for me. These songs always get me going! (:   (one of my personal favorites)

Please please please check these out, these are just a few! ❤

With all the love in my body, 

whiskeyinateacupp xo 

P.S. – it was hard to write this post with these songs playing 

Forever This Young

I’m so tired of all my “I want a boyfriend/I want a hand to hold/I want somebody to love/I want a guy to talk with at the end of the day” blah blah blah crap! Life is so short to be worrying about this, especially being young! Why do we always feel the need to have a companion at the end of the day? Sure, it would be extremely nice at the end of the day to have a significant other there for you no matter what, but if you don’t have one right now maybe it’s just not the right time and your time will come soon. This realization hit me today, as I was sitting in the back of a car with the windows down, the music blasting, my hair blowing around me and the cold, chilly air hitting my cheeks on a beautiful night. It’s moments like these I live for, the simplicity of it but the impact it has. Life is so beautiful while we’re here, so why do we always groan and complain about it? Can’t we just enjoy what we have while we have it? One door closes for the next to open, and these doors are always opening and closing. I think we, including myself, need to just enjoy the waves as they come. Sometimes it’s good to be lost, because that can happen to be the place where we find ourselves. Sometimes we just need to close our eyes, listen to the music, really listen to the music. Not just hear it, but take it in. Take in the lyrics, the beat and the message behind it. I find myself getting lost in it sometimes. We just need to close our eyes and feel the fresh wind stinging our cheeks, reminding us that even though there are bad days there will be good days to blow those away. We need to experience these beautiful things in life. 

I feel that most of us, again myself included, don’t get to know being by themselves well enough. We can survive on our own, and we need to realize that. You will never get this exact day again, sure there will be plenty of Tuesdays in our lives, but this exact day will NEVER be again. This is a gift to us, I think. We have to make the most of what we have. So please, stop fretting about what is out of your hands and up to some power like fate. Whatever happens happens, right? Yes. Bad things happen in life, and it’s okay to be upset about them, I’m not saying it isn’t. What I’m saying is, give enough grieving time and then get back to this beautiful place to experience the most of it. This world, this earth, this place, is an extremely beautiful thing and you can’t see everything from inside of a room. Not everything beautiful is material. Nature is beautiful as well, and if you have somebody to experience this with then I am truly happy for you and honestly, somewhat jealous, but good things come to those who wait, yes? 

With all the love in  my body, 

whiskeyinateacupp xo