Some Embarrassing Things

I've got some deep, dark secrets guys.

They're on youtube, but you have never seen or heard these before.

Okay, well some of you may have, but here they are.

This is when I was in...8th grade, maybe.

Paramore was really big and I was still really into singing (something I'd like to get into, again).

I didn't practice nearly enough, but Derek and I attempted to do a "cover" with the song in the backround. I'm singing and he is playing bass. The video is dark, so this one is just worth listening to.

This is Emily and I in the bathroom when we were in 8th grade. I am ashamed of 8th grade me, but here you go.

By the way, that is a teacher that walks in at the end there. We weren't allowed be be just hanging out in the bathroom during lunch, but we were rebellious kids (or something along those lines) and always did.

In 8th grade, Mrs. Barnes took the whole class out and taught us to do the Cotton Eyed Joe, Peanut Butter Jelly Time, and a few other dances. I had someone record this one. I had some Brittany girl record this one. I'm the person with her jacket falling off and absolutely no rhythm.

And...my 8th grade boyfriend.

Talk about hyperactivity.

I don't know how our parents stood us.

Here is a video taken earlier in 2012 of Dani and I playing just Dance.
It's pretty funny, actually.
Mostly because I'm such a god-awful dancer.

And to finish up, here is a video of me and my ex-kitten, Nubbs.
Sorry the video is sideways.

Family Photos.

I'm going to venture a bit into myself, again today. After this, I should be getting back on track. I'm going to show you a photo of the last time my family was all together and then show and tell where we are now.

Here is the full side of my mother's family four years ago. We all got together for Thanksgiving. This is the last time we were all together. We have all gone very different ways since then and ended up in different places. At this time, I would have never believed we would all be here in four years. We've also had a couple new additions to the family.

I'll start with me. I was 16 at the time, still living at my mom's house. Sixteen is a rough time for any girl. Naturally, I pretty well hated being around any of my family and I just didn't want to be there. Now, I only wish we could all be together again for one last huzz-ah! I know that my family is all kind of crazy around eachother, but I definitely think it'd be interesting.

Here's where I am now. 

This was my 20th birthday. I've got the same old friends and a great new boyfriend. Well, he's not really new, but he certainly wasn't around when I was 16. I'm living in an apartment with him and now I have to pay the bills and be responsible for myself. When I was 16, I don't think I believed this time would ever come. Now that I think about it, that snuck up on me pretty quickly. I have a really good time with life, though. I enjoy living every day wondering what is going to happen next. It's definitely an experience. I wouldn't trade anyone I have no for the world. They're all wonderful.


My Momma and Patrick and their +1

On September 14th, we received a new edition to the family. Little Miss Brylee Faye. When I was sixteen, I don't believe me or my mother thought that in just a few years I would have a little sister. It definitely came as a surprise, but I love that little booger. She's as sweet as can be and seems to have grown more every time I see her. Mom and Patrick live in Potosi now, so it's hard to keep tabs on them and see them often. I definitely love it every time I get to go see them though. Since I moved out on my own when I was 18, I've definitely grown a whole new appreciation for my mother. I realize in what ways I act like her and that I even look very similar to her (which I always denied before). She really is a terrific person and I love her so very much.

My Aunt added a +1 to the family as well. While she was living in Korea, she met a nice chinese fella that lived in Canada. They got married and she ended up pregnant. She is now a mother to a beautiful baby boy by the name of Liam. Four years ago, I believed my Aunt would never have children, simply that she would wander the Earth traveling and getting into all sorts of mischief. Now she's settled down in Canada living the adventure of parenthood.

My Uncle Carl (the redhead) and Grandma are now living in the city with my Aunt Karen.

My other Uncle, Jesse, is...with some girl, I think. I'm not sure. I make it a point to not speak to him.

In any case, my family has gone their separate ways. We're all doing our own thing living our own lives. I'm not sure how family always seem to make it together for the Holidays. It seems impossible when you've got so much going on in your own life. Then there's the issue of actually traveling, getting off work, and doing all sorts of planning. I will be attending my mother's for Christmas, but I'm not sure how much of the rest of my family will make it. I know in a few years, I won't be able to make it to see my mother for Christmas, either. I will be out of state. I will be just like the rest of my family, sadly unable to make it to Christmas dinner.

We shall see.

To my old friends, current family, and future self.

It's 4:30am. whoa! wait a minute! It's 4:30am? I was supposed to pass out like 3 and a half hours ago. Hopefully work doesn't try to call me in before noon because I'll be sleeping like a rock.

Anyway, I've been really wrapped up in my own life lately that I forgot to take a step back and look at everyone else's. I really miss...all the memories I have. I really want to talk about a few of them and maybe just get some things off of my chest.

To my very best middle school friends: I'm so sorry we drifted apart. We used to be inseperable. I thought we always would be. You guys always kept tabs on eachother, you guys stayed close because God kept you close. I'm sorry I left in such a rush and I'm sorry that I've probably let down all the dreams of fun things we would do together.

To my family: I don't know what anyone thinks of me anymore, but I want everyone to know that I wouldn't a single thing back.

To me:

Things are really chaotic. Every day is a struggle, but I know you'll make it through. You went through a perdiod of always saying that: "I'll figure it out." The funny thing was, when you started saying that, you always did figure some sort of solution out. I hope thats how you work things out right now. You'll figure it out. Things won't be easy for quite awhile, now. You really have no idea what is going to happen or how things are going to happen, but the most you can do is hope for the best and take things as they come. Don't give up.

(I'm going to recieve this e-mail on September 1st: Charles' birthday via http://www.futureme.org/ )