I'm sorry
that I keep forgetting about this blog that I haven't posted in a while. It's hard to keep up with a blog, and I didn't realize this when I first started it. This was a fun thing that me and my best friend decided to try, and I really enjoy blogging; I'm just crap at keeping up with it. What can you do?
So, what has happened since that last post promising pictures from a hangout with my "besties"? Well, that sleepover happened, and pictures were taken. I just kinda forgot about posting them, not gonna lie. Tayloranne, Angel, Rachael, and I continued to talk like "old times" for a while. Angel and I, however, had drifted so far apart that any hope of rekindling our friendship for good was not possible. I hate that, because it would've been good to have our old friendship back. But life is shit sometimes, and now its 11 o'clock at night a week before my 17th birthday, and my three best friends aren't coming over to my house next week to chill like they did a year ago. Honestly though, it's for the best that Angel and I aren't friends anymore. Our lives are just headed in two different directions, and it was better to let our friendship naturally drift apart rather than force it. I wouldn't mention her name like this if I hadn't when I first made this blog. I put her in as one of my best friends, and I just feel obligated to say that our friendship just didn't work out.
Tayloranne and I
I am still friends with Tayloranne and Rachael. I trust those two with my life. I don't want to jinx anything, but honestly, those two are my best friends. Over the past year Tayloranne and I have continued to grow closer, and Rachael and I have a rock solid friendship that I wouldn't trade for the world. I know this sounds eerily similar to things I have said before referring to all three of them, but I feel that those two are gonna stick around for a while.
Rachael, Lexi, and I
After all that happened, I found out my sister was pregnant, and that I was going to be an aunt, and that was one of the best moments in my life. My sister and my brother in law were hoping for a little boy, but I knew it was going to be a little girl, and so did my mother, but no one else believed us, they all said it was going to be a boy. However when Cheyenne went for the gender scan, it showed that she was having a girl. My mom and I went crazy buying cute things for that precious little girl, and meeting her was the best day of my life. I was in the beginning of my first class of the day when my mom told me her water had broken, and I freaked. My dad got me out of school and we flew to the hospital. Turns out the little booger wouldn't be born till 7:45 at night. We didn't get to meet her until around 9 o'clock, and I cried. She was ((and still is)) perfect. Little Paisley has her Aunt HaHa wrapped tight around her finger. And no, I didn't choose the nickname.
Well, that's a wrap on my little life update. I'll be back with another post soon about college and how fucking terrified I am.
