Fro Me To You Carnival

Kristen from We Are That Family had this great idea that is so easy for me. You see, I have A LOT of hair. Back in high school though, I did not think it was big enough. curls, layers, hairspray, and a pick was all I needed. My neighbor was an older retired man that would "tease" me (as if I needed more) that I had to drive a four door car to make room for me hair. Case in point:

My sister took this photo of me while we were in Dallas on Spring Break during my senior year. We had a blast. We spent the days shopping and going to a baseball game and at night we hit the town. I remember feeling so out of place when we would go out. My sister, being four years older, was 22 at the time. She seemed very confident and comfortable with bar hopping. I remember feeling like a third wheel when a guy would be hitting on her; I would not know what to do with myself but also did not want to cramp her style. She, however, was very gracious and made sure to include me in conversations and such.

My sis and I were pretty close my senior year. My mother and step dad moved to Springfield Missouri that year due to a job transfer. I was allowed to stay in KC to finish out my senior year with my sister as my "guardian". With sis being about four years older than me so we struggled with the parent/friend relationship at times but it worked out in the end.

For those of you wondering, I did graduate, but barely. I had great grades and worked three jobs.; what got me was the amount of days I was absent. I guess they only let you miss a set amount of days; I was a couple of days over. I am still not sure if they send warning letters but if they did I did not get them.

One of my teachers asked if I had anymore siblings that would be attending after me. They seemed relieved when I answered no.

We've come a long way, me and my hair.