Thee end. well not exactly. There is a begining to everything. And mine is just not that interesting.
I have always found humor in everything. Even things I shouldn't. I have been kicked out of so many classes for uncontrolable laughter. I have been sent to a psychologist in the 4th grade for rasing my hand to ask the teacher odd questions that i just so happened to be curious about. I mean come on. Asking if the moon follows you home isnt bad .
I passed the test with flying colors. But not without asking the guy if they pay him well. After asking the guy if he needed a hug, or if his mommy ever showed him compasion, he and I became friends. Well in a non speacking kind of way. There are no laws on what friendships consist of.
I went through my teenage years with dignity. Drinking, drugs, partyin. Goin to class drunk out of my mind. Skipping class. Of course i knew everything. No seriously, I did. Even though my mom told me not to date this jerk i did it anyway. cause i knew he'd change. He did(nt) .
I have always wanted to be an actress. I was in drama every year. Unfotuanatly, in 7th grade my English teacher was my drama teacher and my English teacher and i never got a long. I may have used a few swear words to tell him to have a nice day. However at least i was curtious enough to be very quiet while he read the most boring shit ever known to man! ( yes i was a asleep). but not all kids gave that kind of respect. i haven't quite figured out why he sent me to the hallway. I am assuming he was threatened by my hospitality. I haven't really figured that out. I don't know why he hated me. The guy had so much nerve to give me the quiet one, curtain duty instead a part in the play! :O
We moved to Cali. in 93. My aunt lived there, and asked us to drop our lives and move. Sooo we did. I was scared. I have always know that living in Nebraska was too slow paced for me. I love it here, its where my roots are. You never truly get over your home town. I am the biggest baby when it comes to change.
So we get there.. la la. i love the heat! I love the action. Disneyland, we would go up North to L.A. Went in for auditions for commercials. I did 1 day of runway training for Face Finders. Did the runway, didn't make it because I had too much swing in my hips. UHHH hey dumbass, this is face finders not ass winders. So oh well don't get in. Thats okay. cause i am stubborn. I don't give up.
ok. we live with my aunt, her husband and my little cousin. We will call them Nancy*, Lonny, and Anita. For privacy reasons. okay. they are vegetarians. I am not. This was not good! I ate watermelon for dinner. peanut butter sandwiches for lunch, toast for breakfast. I like steak. I like chicken. I was becoming a very angry person.
We did a lot of fun things with my aunt and her family. traveled all over Cali to different places.
I was in singing lessons, acting class. And was in a private school. My moms intentions of putting me in there were all there, i had good grades. But I am telling you if you have kids and you are thinking of puting your kids in one cause you think they will be a good kid you are so wrong! I am telling you it is worse then a public school! I was having a blast. But Little did I know aunt Nancy was very talented. She could change emotions faster then jackel and hide. That was admirable. Until her violent part was a little too convincing. She would lash out on her husband. okay so maybe all those change of emotions every 10 seconds wasn't an act. She began controlling us, blaming me for things, accusing me of being a slut. At 13. I couldn't have a life she made sure of it. So if i wanted too be one i couldn't have. There was no time for that. And anyways i was a good kid. My mom and I had to get out fast. And we did. We moved nito an apartment. My mom took us out of that situation and took me out for some steak! ahh mom you are the best.
I met some people by where I lived. They invited me to church so I went. Met some awesome people. Made some friends. Even got asked to do modeling ! I didnt know a modeling agent went to the church. I didnt go to the church long because I became friends with the pastor's step daughters. They asked me to go to a dance with them. And i wore a classy dress. Apparently he didnt approve because the next day in church in front of everyone he said " if you dress like a slut you must be one". Why does everyone keep using that word? That ended but a new door opened.
To be continued...........
