Hey guys,
So I'm new at this and I'm just experimenting a bit. I don't want to freak all of you out by jumping straight into my crazy, hectic life, buuut it seems as if I don't really have anything else to turn to. I'll start off with all the basics till they are all covered.
Well everything starts off from the time I was born. I was born to a teen mother. She was 19, but it was still a hard thing to do. I lived with my mom and dad from the time I was born until around age 3 when they divorced. My mom eventually met another guy and married him. They were together for a total of 8 years. Out of their relationship I received my beloved brother, Noah, and wonderful sister, Kara. The summer they split, I remember moving in and out of two houses 26 times. It was definitely the worst summer...EVER! While they were together, we had very challenging times. The summer after third grade, our kitchen caught fire. Luckily, my stepdad was a carpenter; therefore, it was an easy fix. However, he couldn't repair the house when it burned completely the night before fourth grade year started. We lost everything including my best friend: my dog. My mom soon met another guy. I warned her from the moment I viewed him that he was bad news. She didn't listen. She married him and ended up miserable. Here recently she met another guy that is a pretty great man. There's just one little nitch...he's a registered sex offender! Yeah, surprising I know. She went through a rough time. She lost custody of all three of us kids, but she is now happily married to him. The good thing about her kids is that we all love her and know she loves each of us. She could possibly be considered one of my best friends.
Life only became more difficult when I moved up to middle school in the 5th grade. I started having to change classes, using a locker, making more friends, and eventually dealing with...boys. Blahhh!:/ The whole 5th grade my best friend and I constantly fought. Not the best memory at all. Sixth grade got a little better. I gained my best friend back, but the classes got harder. But the beast I am, still rocked it out to the top!
Seventh grade only brought more headaches. I became...'girly' as me and my friends called it. Worst time of my life. I also got my first boyfriend!! :D Happy right? Umm, No! His excuse was "you're ugly and I don't like you like I thought I did". Heartbreaking, I know. Too bad he was the easiest to get over! He sent this wave through me that completely changed my mind about boys. Talking to boys, especially in school, was the hardest thing for me. I began to blossom out at the end of the school year when my mom dated the dad of the popular guy in my class. I looked at it in a good way thinking that I might fit in with that crowd a little better. Well, it worked that way for a while, then it was a complete, epic fail. The summer after seventh grade, I met this guy at a summer camp. I really liked him and broke through my shell to tell him how I felt. It worked...for a while. Until I broke up with him one day. Sometimes I think I'm the reason he is now gay. Ha! Oh well. He's a great guy still!:)
I still have loads to talk about but I must hit the books, shower, and, my favorite, sleep! I'll share more about my family, friends, self and most of all high school and boys at a later timee! I'm keeping everyone in my prayers.
Love, lovee:
the NotSoAverageGirl(:
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