Finger Monkey

Omg! I want to be a pygmy marmoset! I want to be so small that I can climb up a person and the finger is like a branch! They are so cute! Plus I would be illegal in the United States so that would make me a hoodlum. But, they wont do anything to me because they can never hurt a cute little monkey like me :):) muhaha! I will hide in that dumb little change pockets in jeans that are completely pointless...but not anymore for mee! I will have a little home that so perfect like the rat off of Flushed has! Gah the pygmy marmoset life is great! :)

My Boys.

The greatest joy I have in my life is the men in my life. Dakohta, my dad, and Zane. Every time I'm around them my world lights up. I get so tired of being around girls. When my dad comes home my world is set back in place. He's away so much that when he comes home everything is back in its place and I can finally can be a normalish teenager. Now Dakohta. He drives me nuts but he has seriously kept me sane and the happiest girl in the world. It's abvious that he brings me joy or I wouldn't have stayed with him for the last year. Zane is seriously the biggest pain in my butt, but that little boy has showed me the true value of family and made me the proudest sister ever.

My Soap Opera Life

Okay so from the outside I look like a normal teenager. But, once cameras hit my house the perspective gets turned upside down. So a typical day is I wake up late from having a job that I get off super late at and the pile of homework at the end of the day. Then I rush to get ready and rarely ever do something to make myself look presentable. Then I go to Casey's to clog my arteries with more junk food. Then I go to school and try to study my hardest to ensure my college career. Then I go home and try to clean my house and take care of my mom and brother as much as I can before I go to work for the hundredth time that week to make ends meet. Then I come home to some kind of drama that probably involves my dad who lives 1000 miles away. Then I deal with that the best I can. And I once again go to my bed every single night stressed to the point of my hair falling out and don't sleep because of the million things going through my mind and the pressure of school and work. Welcome to just a brief explanation of my day-to-day life.