Prologue

In the longevity of this blog I am looking to answer the five W's of any substantial writing piece. (Props to my college Journalism professor of freshman year - who's name presently escapes me...then again you did torture me along with 30+ of my classmates so that serves you right.)

Who  - Me. Molly. I consider myself your "normal", everyday American girl. But then again what is normal anyway? I'm 23, and am currently completely diving into the part of my life that most consider "independence". I moved away from all forms of family and friends, to a completely new state and part of the country, in an effort to embrace said independence to its fullest extent.

One of the things not so normal about me is my tendency to accumulate dating stories that would fit seamlessly into Seinfield episodes. Don't get me wrong, I love Seinfield....however on the other hand having your daily life play out like it could be showcased during prime time on a major national network - its not as funny as you'd think. Just kidding, it is funny.

Which brings me to What and Why. I'm tired of people claiming to have all the answers....so let it be stated that this blog is NOT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM meant to act as a Single Girls Guide to anything...at all...ever. I don't have the answers and at this point I'm not sure I ever will. This blog is meant to showcase the fumblings, failures, disasters and hilarity that all boil down to finding the right guy. Kissing the frogs to find the prince.

When and Where....are irrelevant when I really think about it. This story has happened a million times over to women around the world, throughout time. If you can't relate to it then I feel bad for you...this is the stuff of life.

As always, stay tuned.