Who?



Do ever wonder who the heck I am talking about in my posts? 

Here is the lowdown:



P.S. I am only using nicknames, for obvious purposes. :)


Say hello to mi madre. She pretty much is the nicest person in the world, and has an annoying knack for decorating the house, knowing my thoughts, and buying random things that aren't really needed










This is mi padre. He is a certified beach bum, and is where I get 99% percent of my genes from, contrary to popular scientific belief. If it weren't for him, I'd would have never gone skydiving, learned how to drive stick shift, or memorized my times tables.







  
My step-daddy. (The one on the right obviously.) If you have any questions about World War history or Philadelphia sports stats, this is the man to ask. He is just as hard headed as I am, so it is usually a game of who can get the last word in.








Meet Mr. Miracle, the first of my baby brothers. Okay, he is not a baby anymore, he is an official teenager, but we are going to pretend he isn't, okay? He out does me in every sport, and manages to get 100s in all his classes. Trust me, I know. He texts me every time he gets a report card to rub it in my face. I guess I'll keep him.







This is Conman, my second baby brother. He is officially taller than me now, and is a wiz at anything video games related. Plus, he is a cutie, and has a way with the ladies. Look out girls!









Lovely picture, eh? Bear is my youngest baby brother. And pretty much, he is me in boy form. I tend to get in conversations with him and forget he is only twelve years old. Plus,  he is the nicest kid you'l ever meet.







If it wasn't for the fact that she looks exactly like me when I was younger, you would never know Stink and I were sisters. She is sassy and opinionated. She is notorious for writing her own songs and putting on full performances on her personal stage in our living room. Oh, and did I mention she is loud? Very loud. You have to love her! And, don't worry. The nickname "Stink" isn't mean; she loves it.






How do I even begin to describe my sorority sisters? Sigma Alpha Omega is a Christian sorority, and I don't know what college would be like without them. They are not only my best friends, but my sisters in Christ. They are such a blessing.

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