The Twenty Diaries
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This is the true, real-time story of a twenty-something girl in DC. I overanalyze everything, self-sabotage most romatic relationships and always find myself in the most hilarious situations...like dropping a mini-cupcake into my bra (and dress) at a senator's ball and spending most of the night trying to inconspociously get the crumbs out of my gown while I talk to our nation's leaders.
These are the real stories of all my adventures, schenanigans and current romances. I'm writing this in the hopes that some one will find some comedy or feeling of familiarity..and for all of you to help a sister out because though I am an intelligent and well-educated professional in one of the most prestigious organizations in the world, I know nothing about how boys or modern 21st century romances work. NOTHING.
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