Bring on the rain, bring on the THUNDAAAHH!!

I've briefly mentioned my alter ego Tequila thunder when I introduced you to Penelope.

Tequila thunder was born almost 2 years ago. We were at a friends house and our friend Kevin decided to name drunken me, Tequila Thunder.

Dressed as Tequila Thunder for a Halloween party

Watch out! There is a storm comin'!

"Bring on the rain, bring on the THUNDDAAAH!"

Tequila and I are pretty tight, we've been friends ever since i decided to leave the Captain, Captain Morgan that is. During high school we had a pretty decent relationship but decided to break it off once he started to make me sick. That's when I met Tequila. He was good to me, fufilled my alcoholic needs as a 19 year old girl and tasted absolutely delicious.

Everyone knows about beer muscles, well tequila used to give me mexican liqour muscles. I thought I was the invincible woman and had a big mouth.

We would go out dancing, have a few drinks and after a few shots of Jose I would be making out with my best friend and planning on punching the next bitch who rolled her eyes in my direction.

Tequila thunder doesnt only fight, she loves.

Hence the making out.

I get friendly when i drink, really friendly, and like to show my affections with my tongue. Don't judge. If your nice to Tequila Thunder she will be your best friend and probably try to shove her tongue in your mouth.

So here we were, hanging out and having a great time when booze decided to take over my life. After a few drinks to everyones suprise (I wish you could notice the sarcasm here) I get drunk and really "friendly"'

The next morning I'm browsing through my camera only to find pictures of myself sitting on our friends fiances lap giving her kisses and according to my boyfriend assuring her that i would never break into her house and try to beat her up. I guess I was telling her stories of a previous occasion where i went to a girls house and attempted to break in through the window after she wouldnt open her apartment door. I did have a good reason, kind of. She stole 500 bucks from my best friend. The cops came, i told them the situation and how i wasnt going to ler her get away with it. I avoided being arrested but my friend never got her money back. I swear I'm only crazy when it comes to certain situations.

That's when Kevin comes up with the now infamous name among our friends. "Whats the weather like tonight Kayleigh? Is there a storm brewin'? Bring on the THUNDAH!"

As much as this story makes me look pyscho, im really not, I may have been then but i wouldnt do something like that again. I already had my encounters with the law and luckily got away with trying to harm a few people.

My luck doesnt run so well when it comes to speeding and parking tickets but that's another story.

Tequila Thunder caught on fast, now whenever we have a party or go out my friends and my boyfriends friends try to force her out. Its really not that hard. She can be a good time.

Anywho, this is the story of how Tequila Thunder came to be and Im stickin to it.

Im not clever enough to think this shit up on my own.

Dear high school me

my first car

When you're in high school, you're still finding yourself.

High school, for me, wasn't about the classroom learning experience, because i seriously think the only thing i really learned in high school was how to sneak in shots of Captain Morgans in between classes. Me and the Capt aren't on speaking terms anymore. High school was more about learning who I was and am as a person.

getting ready for prom

Growing up people were never particularly nice to me, and it was hard to make friends since i moved around so much and didn't really know how. Especially since i figured there was no point in trying to make friends if we were just going to move again. Unfortunately, my brother and I ended up staying in the same high school for all four years. My brother had made friends from when he lived in the same town in 6th grade, so when we came into town he already knew people, i knew no one. 

Plus he got involved with sports and such so he made friends much easier and faster than I. 

I'm also not the most trusting person so if anyone would try and talk to me, i'd pretty much give them a fuck off kind of attitude and who wants to be friends with someone like that? 

Well my friends did, and that's why they are still around...i guess.

Any who, lets get on with this letter..

Dear high school self,

            

Chorus uniform

               When you're a freshman and you get asked the senior prom by your number one crush, try and not drink so much at the after party. Still however make the decision to not have sex, you are way to young and I've always been proud of the fact that your cherry never popped until you were 18. Congrats, its a rare thing these days. 

Also remember that boys aren't everything, i know you have never been the girl in the playground thinking boys had cooties, but how about you focus on your own life before having to worry about getting involved in someone else's life. Always remember heartbreak happens but you will eventually get over it, it might take years, but listen to your friends and family when they tell you, your making the wrong decision. I know now how right some of them were. That boy was a meat-head, it wasn't your father just being a father.

Try not getting drunk during the walk to school at 7am. You might actually learn something. 

I look the same as i did then

When you make a few besties that had just come out of the mental institution, you probably shouldn't lie to your mom and tell her you are sleeping at a friends house to go to a party with said friends. It doesn't end well, you would have been better off just sitting at home watching Dark Angel. I know how much you love Jessica Alba.

Last but not least, you should take a deep breath, calm your nerves and try out for the school play or that solo you've always wanted. You never know what you can achieve if you don't try, you most likely would have done a better job than most of the soloists chosen anyway.

Most of all, just have fun and enjoy yourself, but try and stay out of trouble, its never any good for anyone. Especially you.

p.s. The lady that lives upstairs is going to snitch on you for sneaking out at night and smoking butts out your window. 

                             Love

                               Older and more experienced you.

Idea inspired by Andrea! Thanks! <3

Your request has been denied

With all the new features Facebook puts up every month, you would think they would come up with a way to stop people from sending requests once you deny them.

All of my friends on Facebook are people I actually know, I don't accept requests from strangers or enemies.

Lately I've been getting random requests from fellow facebookers and a few individuals i deleted because of ridiculous status updates plus, i just don't like them. Unfortunately, once you deny someone they can keep requesting you, over and over and over again.

It gets annoying.

If i denied you, don't fucking request me again, you are just going to get denied for the fifty millionth time.

I've recently been keeping people in my pending list but it gets annoying since there is always this tab on my phone telling me i have 19 pending friend requests. That doesn't fix the fact that i want that list empty.

If i request someone and see they haven't accepted me, i just give up. Its only Facebook, its not the end of the world and if i deleted you don't take it personally. Its not like i killed off your first born child. ITS FACEBOOK. Get the fuck over it.

I also never understood that if you make it clear in person you are not a fan of someone, why do they even bother clicking the request button on your page in the first place?

If i don't talk to you, if you walk in the room and i don't say hello, and if you ask me a question and i give you one word answers would you really consider us friends?

Dear Facebook,

              Please create an instant reply message for denied Facebook requesters stating the fact that they have been denied. Maybe it can go something like this. "I regret to inform you the person you have requested thinks you suck at life and does not want to be your friend. Please refrain from re-requesting this person since she/he will never want you having 24/7 access to his/her Facebook. I apologize for any inconvenience this has caused you in your puny little life, just remember its only Facebook." Of course you can switch some words around if you'd like, it doesn't have to be exact, but you get the picture.

                                               Sincerely
                                                    Kayleigh (Facebook addict)

A new life to bring happiness

With all the bad shit that has been going on in my life lately, its always good to have a moment to smile. Whenever I'm feeling down I've learned pretending to be happy eventually makes you feel happy, it doesn't hurt to have the actual boost though.

My godson was born September 15th at 3:04pm. He has all his fingers and toes, almost a full head of brown hair and the cutest wrinkly old man face you've ever seen. Unfortunately he had to be taken to the special care nursery, he was born with fluid in his lungs, however he is doing perfectly fine. They took him off all his IV's and he is eating well which means he should be in his mothers arms hopefully by tomorrow. Nothing like the birth of a new baby boy to put a smile on your face.

My lovely boyfriend also surprised me with that brand new camera I've been wanting for.

I am by no means a professional photographer and I'm still watching the DVD on how to work this new contraption but i cant wait to use it to take thousands of pictures of my new handsome friend.

I forgot what i was going to write about...

I'm always rushing, my life is fast paced and not because it has to be but because its how i am. Getting ready for work i wait until the last minute to shower, do my hair, put my makeup on, dress, this is all a process and not a quick one. I try and make it as fast as possible, but i have so much hair that trying to make it look presentable isn't a quick and easy adventure.

Maybe its because I'm always in a rush, but usually I always end up being late since i misplace everything. I swear, if my head wasn't attached my body i would have lost it ages ago. I need to carry everything in my hands because the second i put it down, i don't know where it is. Even if i did keep it in my hands i still would be frantically tearing apart our apartment looking for it.

Am I to young to have old timers syndrome?

I'm that girl who puts her glasses on her head and searches for two hours until i finally realize I've had them the whole time. One time I was late for work looking for my phone only to find out it was in my back pocket. I'm the definition of a space case.

Its kind of sad. I went to the doctors the other day and one of the many questions they asked me was "How is your memory?" my answer "No better than usual."

This is how a conversation with me can go.

Person: "What did you do yesterday?"

Me: "Well, i woke up, blogged, went to work...i think. Came home from work and.....what was i saying?"

For all i know i could have been in a thrilling one on one duel with a huge fire-breathing dragon and her 5 vicious children and the next day i wouldn't be able to tell you anything about it because more likely than not, i wont remember.

I'm pretty sure I've left the house wearing the same clothes as the day before not being sure if it was the blue shirt, or the red shirt i wore yesterday. So then i just got with whatever i think looks good, which is usually the same thing i always wear. Oops.

I'm also that person who looses track of her thoughts. I'll be in the middle of a conversation or telling a story and i will completely forget the point, doesn't make for a good story. At least when i write blogs i can reread what i write so i don't lose track of the topic. Even though sometimes I'm pretty sure i still do it. Whatevs.

Being a waitress I'm surprised I'm not terrible at it. If i didn't write everything down i would be. Some people i work with don't have to write anything down, they can listen to peoples orders and remember exactly what they wanted. If i even attempted to do that i think my brain might explode, that would call for a lot of cleaning and paper work. Exploding brains in the restaurant business isn't necessarily considered sanitary.

Any who, recent events has made me realize that with every death comes a new life and i think that's the only thing keeping me from crying these past few days. I found out when i arrived home from Florida that one of my friends had passed away. He was a great guy and of course any passing is sad. On a happier note, my godson should be born either today or tomorrow, my friend called me to let me know her water broke and its about time since she was due on Sept 1st.

I've lost a friend, but I've gained a family member and all i can do now is celebrate the lives of two amazing people. One who unfortunately isn't here anymore, and a brand new life that i look forward to playing a huge part in.

Your clouding my aura...

So not to sound like a complete hippy chick, but I'm probably going to for a few moments here.

I feed off peoples energies.

If there is to much bad shit surrounding me, I don't have enough strength to fight it off so eventually its going to change my mood.

That's not okay.

I want to attract good energy, good people, good feelings, I love nothing more in my life than being happy.

The best times always come when you can keep a smile on your face. I want to surround myself with people who give off....good vibrations.

"Its such a good vibration, its such a sweeeet sensatioooonnn."  I'm going to have that song stuck in my head for days now. Guaranteed.

Oh Marky Mark you funky thing you. I got to stare at his ass on TRL once...but thats a story for a different day.

Any who, then there are these people, whos energies are so strong you cant force them out. They take over your body and as hard as you try and shield yourself, it keeps coming.

"Fuck you bitch, my aura is stronger than yours."

It starts an aura war.

The stupid energy, the one that i try to avoid, decided to make an unwanted visit to my home this weekend. Thank god it was only here for about an hour.

I come home from work, ready for a great time. My boyfriend started his vacation and a bunch of his friends came to visit so when i got to my house there were already about 7 or 8 people over.

I love having people over,  its always a bunch of nonsense and usually its a drama free zone, which is awesome. But then again, when you invite certain people over ive learned its like mixing the wrong paint colors together, sometimes you get a shitty color.

Or in energies case, bad energy.

I guess it was more like awkward energy. There was a girl here that not many of my boyfriends friends enjoy the company of but she has always been nice to me. On the other hand i can see why most people don't like her, I try and keep an open mind about things.

So the whole time she is here, she continues talking to me since im the only person who will really give her the time of day besides her current boyfriend. Then i have these friends over who keep trying to talk about her to me when i just want to keep myself out of it.

They don't like each other, great. I understand but at the same time, its not my problem, not my business. To sum it up, i don't give a fuck.

So here was all this negative energy flowing in every direction and i couldnt enjoy myself in fear of an argument. So before i started having fun, i felt awkward for about an hour, and then i think the negative energy got the best of her because sooner rather than later she decided to make her exit.

Like magic the energy turns back into the good vibrations.

So like i said, not to sound like a complete hippy chick, but I'm a firm believer in energy.

A smile creates a smile a, good environment creates happy people and happy people create more happy people. I wish there was more positive energy in the world then there is right now, but i find myself for the most part surrounded by the best energies i can find.

there are worse things...

So i just spent the last hour of my day creating a new Facebook and deleting family off my real Facebook just to request them back on my fake one.

why? you ask...

because apparently there is no such thing as freedom of speech or in my case video anymore.

Every time i post something on Facebook someone has something to say about it. Mainly my family...so guess what if you don't like the way i am...your deleted!

I sound so threatening...but i couldn't just delete my family completely, so instead i decided to make a Facebook page just for my family. So at least they can think I'm the perfect proper woman my mother wants me to be. Surprise! I'm not.

But who is perfect really? I can tell you other things i am not. I'm not a whore, prostitute or a drug addict. I do however speak highly of my friends and family, am always there when they need me, i hold a steady job, a great boyfriend and a cute apartment. But since i like to go out and have fun it appears I'm not lady like.

Which is fine with me, i burp in public, fart and blame it on the person next to me if it smells, i don't wear high heals (more like cant) and if i wear a skirt i don't know how to sit properly so you can usually see my underwear. I show my ass to everyone and i sometimes swear like a drive trucker. But just because im not your typical proper girly girl doesn't make me a bad person.

The main reason I'm ranting is because my parents don't approve of my latest YouTube video. Probably because I'm drunk on the bathroom floor rambling nonsense. But who hasn't had a night like that? If you are over the age of 21...even 18 and say you haven't your a god damn liar.
I just got my night on video, thought it was funny and decided to share with the world on the internet.

Not like its gonna get to Rebecca Blacks "Friday" Status anyways so i don't see the big deal.

Has no one ever seen the other videos people post online?? Mine would be rated G compared to "Two girls one cup", or "shake that bear"...go ahead click on it if you haven't seen it already. I dare you!

Oh big fucking whoop, my ass is hanging out...everyone has one...so I'm pretty sure everyone has seen one before. And I also know if it was that bad, YouTube would have taken it down by now.

I wonder what these girls parents are saying...the ones who eat shit and rub it all over there face or eat puke. Now thats disturbing.