i've never been a fan of boxing, or ufc or any fighting in general...i mean, i'm a girl. why would i be, right? wrong. last weekend my friend morgan asked me to come along with her to watch her friend jeremy's mma fight because she didn't want to go alone and it was also her first 'fight night'. i didn't even know what mma was until i asked a boy. so being as we were both apprehensive about the whole thing, we went together and told ourselves that we were going to have fun.
"it's gonna be fun. this is gonna be good. we're gonna make this fun."
"it's gonna be fun. this is gonna be good. we're gonna make this fun."
actually, we loved it.
my only complaint about the whole thing: too many old, drunk, creepy rednecks. and one too many tap-out shirts. ew.
p.s. i got another compliment on my headband that night.
this time from a 40 yr. old man. ha!


































































