just alyssa

So according to my parents, I am a great story teller and this was a story worth telling. Now being that they're MY parents, I'm guessing that we have a little situational bias going on [because I AM the favorite of course] (; Well anyway, here it is.I babysat all day on Saturday and I had not been home. I was anxious to get home and relax so to achieve my full relaxation of being home alone (as Sydney was gone for the weekend) I decided that would be the perfect time for dinner and a movie with myself! First step, FAMILY VIDEO!Now those of you that know me know that I am OBSESSED , I mean OBSESSED with movies. And even more so, I'm obsessed with HORROR movies! I'm always dying to see a new one. In that, I've really enjoyed the paranormal activity movies and I had yet to see the third. And even better, Sydney would be gone. Now normally I'd wait and watch it with her, but Sydney has a need to freak me out whenever we watch movies or shows abou...

When I think of a happy ending, I think of the usual fairytale ending most girls dream of since they’re little. I dream of having a wonderful husband and family and of course, the beautiful house with the white picket fence. Yes, the good ‘ole American dream. But behind all of those extra people I dream of a life. A life filled with happiness. Happiness that stems from many aspects of life. I was born into a normal run-of-the-mill family; mom, dad, older sister, younger brother. We moved to a small town when I was still very young and we’ve been here ever since. Growing up in a small town, you develop small town dreams. It’s hard not to get caught up in the craze that surrounds you. You almost lose yourself….or maybe you didn’t know yourself. You get to college and you start to discover the dreams you’d had for yourself and you start to fight to make them a reality. In high school, I would have NEVER dated. It wasn’t my thing. In my mind, high school was not for relatio...