Christmas was wonderful. I was delighted to be allowed to go toNew York with Joe and his family to their Aunt and Uncles house and meet the ENTIRE family. Their Uncle Dave was loud,, fun, and carzy. Did I mention Loud? VERY Italian and made a feast. That night we opened presents and Joe got on his one knee and PROPOSED to me. :) I said yes! So Ladies and Gentlemen I am engaged to Joseph O'Leary.

Dont worry- You have time. The date is October 27th 2012. Long engagement but a happpy one!!

People change due to thee surroundings. To bad no one has the balls to step and admit that they are wrong. Too bad they dont have the common sense to actually take a step back and look at life and look at themselves. Too bad people are too emotionally immature to stay with just one person at a time. Instead they need to have "freedom"


These are my words. Not my moms. Just because Im 18 does not limit my ability to think for myself and form my own opinions. Just because I am 18 does not give any one the right to tell me that what I think or feel is wrong just because the people Im talking about think it's rude.

Hi guys, to the point

I was in a car accident with Joe, A three car accident and we were in the middle. It was raining and the guy in front of did not have his turn signal, he stopped suddenly to turn into a parking lot and by the time Joe saw him stop, we couldnt slow down any more and ran right into him. 2 seconds later a guy behind us hit us and made us spin completley around and also faec the wrong direction. Turns out he was drunk. Joes car is completley toteled and looks like a punch buggy. We're fine, no injuries other then a really pain ful hip from my seat belt. Joe is fine, we're just shaken up a bit.

emotional part:

Ok. So I tried calling home and for whatever reason no one picked up. I called Dad and he didnt answer. So I called Kat (my Aunt). She came over and Dad called me back. I told him what had happened and then I (after like an hour with the police) went over to Pheobe home to see Dad where he checked me out to make sure I wasnt dying and junk. Then Kat drove me hom. Told mom. Went to bed.


On a brighter note: Well at least Joe can get his new car. I saved my good high heels before they took the car away. And my homework wasnt destroyed.

So once again, Memee continues to tell me how selfish I am and how I am not doing a good enough job. And continues to tell me that.

Rawr

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Translation: I don't want to loose 2 fathers in one life time. I dont want some blonde bitch splitting this family apart. I dont want to have to hate Greg for the rest of my life. I dont want him to leave. I dont want another divorced family. I dont want Maddie to have to go through this and witness it.

I heard the two most painful things in my life that would kill a grown man. 1) My mother in pain and crying. 2) Holding Madeline while she cries in my arms asking why is Daddy leaving. NO ONE should ever have to hear that. Even the worst of all criminals should never have to hear that.

Now you see why I have a translation? In other ways....BBBBBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Joe has been there and has been nothing but a perfect gentleman. Thanks to Greg I feel like I have lost all faith in love. I cant trust anyone and I dont know if I can. But having Joes family let me spend the night and having him hold me while I cried and him holding me through out the whole night made me realize that I love him and he loves me and nothing will split us apart. If anything this has helped open my eyes to what COULD happen and to cherish every moment I spend loving him and him loving me.

1.) Watched Jurassic Park 2 and 3.
2.) Ate white chocolate and a chocolate rose. :)
3) Sat on a saddle and was a cow girl for about 3 minutes as everyone in Texas Roadhouse screamed "Yee-haw!" at me.
4.) Saw "9"" the movie. Was awesome!! Very creative. At one point it seemed like Tim Burton was so focused on developing the 9 characters that he lost the plot line for a few minutes, but it picked up again.
5.) Got a tattoo!!! I was proud and could not have flashed my ID card proudly declaring that I was 18 any faster to the receptionist when he checked my ID. :)
6.) Got GREAT gifts from Mom and Dad! Woot. You guys better learn to climb telephone poles because I'ma be driving soon!! :)
7.) went to friendly's to get free ice cream and a balloon.

Maddie gave me the cutest card in the world! It had an unfinished cat with only two legs!! As well as two super cute balloons!!

It's been one full year and although my heart aches because I miss you, and I want to hold you in my arms so badley, and tears fill my eyes I know that you are doing so well. I never regret anything at all and neither should you. You are beautiful and radiant and have all the years ahead of you to grow up. You smile because to you life is beautiful and you make it beautiful. I love you so much and will never stop loving you. Happy 1st birthay Gabrielle. Keep on smiling.

So Draculas Ball was amazing. Wait let me start from the beginning-the entire day In Philly was amazing. Cass, Evan, Joe, and I droove down to south street listenin to olies and 80's aand singing at the top of our lungs. We lost our voices before Drac Ball. We waited an our at Jim's for some cheese steaks. Oh boy, I was having a heart atack while eating mine. But alas it was delicious. Went shopping up and down south street and then headed to Shampoo. Were we waited a good half hour for Brandon and Lauren. Was great seeing them. Chilled for about 2 hours until the line had formed. Hoppen in line and waited another hour. Was great. Oi! All the jokes and "time-outs" we all had. Once inside Joe and I hit the dance floor while everyone went to get a drink. Danced in my 4 inch heels for an hour maybe 45 inuted before deciding to take them off. Spent the entire night laughing, dancing, and chit chatting. Met new friends. Danced with Lizz on the wall. That was fun. Carfax Abbey was great and Project Pitchfork was even better in my opinion. Pics!




A great name for a tattoo parlor- tattooed mom




Joe and I waiting. I wasnt going for the Uber-goth look. Just the "I look good in a little black dress and I know IT" look.




Project Pitchfork <3

Yup. Survived my first week of college.

On towads my second week still smiling!

My new BFF is the coffee maker in the cafeteria. Yum. Actually its a secret love affiar. Don't tell my boyfriend! Haha

Made some pretty wicked friends whom adore me because I am their *in quote* "adorabley cute freshy who could kick other freshys arses when they are too bust studying". Hmmm....Well I like them so s'all good.

I have Kevin Costner as my English teacher, Hell yea!!

That is all.