First there was King Kong, then there was Godzilla, now there is a GIANT GREEN ARROW!

Ok, let’s be serious. This is the very image headlining this blog. This picture, or any of New York, steal my heart. You see, this green arrow (Which, incidentally, I added and wasn’t a cheesy action flick style attack) points to the very spot (Exactly this spot) my life changed. Where I stood as my breath was taken away.

You see around a year ago I felt my life was mapped before me. I felt like Bridget Jones who somehow formed a super clone with The 40 Year Old Virgin and spewed out some strange and deformed product that Lily Allen sings about her in song ’22′.

Some how, this year, everything twisted around and this ‘Miss 22′ (We’ll call my alter ego) became more of a product of Carrie Bradshaw forming a super clone with Sam Baldwin (Come on girls, you know the movie) and ‘sang’ out some wonderful and, what is that emotion called again? HAPPY! product that is coated in that sickly sweet sugar expelled from ‘My Endless Love’.

My life was meant to be filled with endless renditions of ‘Total Eclipse Of The Heart’ and ‘All By Myself’, countless bottles of cheap booze and that kind of single parent welfare bearing, low cut pant showing bad underwear wearing, endless unmeaningful encounter sharing foulness that would be prominent in a trailer park. Cinderella had nothing on me. (Refer to picture below)

(Trailer Trash Lalee… Ooops, I Mean Barbie)

Then my Prince Charming, or maybe best described as my Prince Awesome (For want of a more modern, less vomit worthy approach) woke me from that bad dream and took me to New York…

To Be Continued. (Hope you enjoy this blog).