Mason

Ok, my story begins in pre-school, the time of princesses and fairytales, unicorns and rainbows. My days were spent waking up, getting a ride to daycare, crying for my mommy, eating lunch, tking a nap, then going home. Little did i know, those were going to be the EASIEST days of my life. Every morning i would go to daycare whiole my dad went to his job as a warehouse manager and my mom as some kind of office worker that got payed lots of money. I would cry and cry for my parents, especially when the 6 year old bully that i didnt like would pick on me. But my life was made eariser by my friends and boyfriend. My friends, Megan and Olivia were my BEST BEST friends. Megan was a small little blond, just like me, and olivia was a small little dark haired pretty girl. Megan and I had a healthy competition over this boy named Mason. We never actually FOUGHT over him because we were 3 or 4. We didnt give a crap. It was a fun little competition. We laughed our heads off over it. But obviously, i got the boy. He was adorable and sweet and very shy. We would all play powerangers at recess and have the time of our lives. I never realized those would probably be the best times in a lot of time. More later, cya!

the start

have u ever wondered why half the things in your life never go the way you hoped and dreamed? even when people tell you that u can make your life whatever and however you want?? Sometimes you just feel like you have it worse than anyone else in the world. but when you tell someone this, they say "thers always someone who has it worse." But how do you know that for sure??
And so begins my blog. my blog that gives you the inside scoop to my life- past and present. ill share with you the dirty secrets and terrible details about all of my romance. you're probably thinking that this is goin to be a sappy blog. but nothing about this is about sappy, gooey love. my blog will start in preschool and go all the way up untill now. Then it will just be a day-to-day thing. i hope you realize that all of this is true. even the naughty things ill tell you about that i did in 8th grade. boys are poison. never trust them unless they absolutely love you. and even if they say they love you, it never means that they REALLY do. i learned that the hard way. HAVE FUN!! ill check in and blog as much as possible. bye!