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I went to a Beyonce concert alone. This is my story.
Disclaimer: This is not Sassy. I know, I’m as upset as you are. I’ll try to be as funny as her, but I will most likely fail. Also, if this recap reads like her, it’s just because I can’t write a Bachelor recap without writing like Sassy. Sorry.
It starts out in Orange County and Ben is in capri pants with his Jesus bracelet thinking and talking about his ladies.
“It’s going to be an awesome week.” This is probably foreshadowing because it’s probably going to be horrible and I’m excited. Let’s do this. Let’s go. I’m ready. Continue reading
And by survived dry January I mean I survived my friends enduring the sober journey. But they had it easy by not drinking — I’M THE SURVIVOR THAT HAD TO DEAL WITH THEM THE WHOLE TIME. I’M THE REAL UNITED STATES TROOPS.
Good morning, I hope you were all prepared for the opening scene of Ben in blue boxers.
First date card
Jackie, LB, Lauren H., Becca, Amber, Mandi, Jojo, Jubilee, Jennifer, Lace.
These girls are *MIND-BLOWN* when their names get called, like they didn’t realize being on The Bachelor meant going on dates.
But not as uncomfortable as I am right now sitting down in my most comfortable clothes. Why am I uncomfortable? Let’s start with my Tuesday afternoon decision making process.