Maybe this is a little weird for a 15 year old to be starting a blog... but i figure i can sometimes pull random stuff to say out of my rear and i mine as well tell them to people. First i would like to point out that my "i"'s are not capitalized... that is because i am proving that it still makes sence if you don't capitalize it. im only 15 keep in mind, so don't expect too much knowlegde flowing from this mind.
OH my father Kevin...
Sometimes we have a strange way of expessing our love for one another... for example my way is to tease you. His way it by grabbing me and kissing me on the fourhead. Sometimes a little moist if i do say so myself. i love the way he worries about each of us. i love his "squinty eyes". i love that we can tease him and he just laughs (because its true sometimes) then tries to defend himself. i love that he can always find the answers to problems. Even if it's helping me with my homework or fixing the computer he can always find a way to do it. i love that he can forgive you even when you don't deserve it. i love that he has his 3 places that you can always find him. We like to call them his lares (haha). i love that everytime he assignned to cook dinner it's always mac and cheese. Oh you can always learn something new living with Kevin Young.
OH my mother DeAnn...
YeeeeYeaaahhh! Don't ever ask her to say that for you... she struggles emensly on it. inbetween all the work, the cooking, the cleaning, the family, and the friends she is absolutly amazing. i love that she is on a volleyball team. They lose every game but it's ok because she got to socialize with her team members and with anyone else that happens to be moving their mouth. i love that she is so dedicated to her job. i love that she can play games with us and have a good time in gym shorts and a t-shirt. i love that she gets so confused on the computer. i love that we can laugh hard together and at eachother. i love to hear her prayers. i love that i can always know when i need to help her with dinner. i love that she cares so much about everone around her. i love that she is my mom.
OH my brother Jaylon...
in the house with Jaylon has been very... different some would say. i have learned that i no longer have any extra poneytails or bobbypins left over in the downstairs bathroom. He has influenced my life in so many weird ways. For example, when i have anger problems i can always ask him if we can go shoot something with our airsoft guns. He smells, he burps, he leaves the toilet seat up, he wears really tight pants... but there are things i love. i love that he can always make everyone laugh. i love that he can find a way to supprize everyone with his dry humor. i love that i look up to him for things of what to do and what not to do. i love that he can take charge of the house when my dad is to work. i love that he cares so much about Candice and what she says. i love that he has so many friends. Oh Jaylon...
OH my sister Talysha...
Tweedle-D, Lassy, Bubs, Tal, lysha (from the famous Allie). My biggest fan. My rolemodle. My accountant. My consultant my sholder... My best friend. We have the best relationship that sisters could possibly have. We talk 24-7 texting or talking on facebook. i love many things about her but i guess i will list some like i have on the others. i love that she is so determined. i love that when she has an idea she follows that idea and tries to make it reality. i love that we can always find something to talk about. i love her smile, her eyes and her hair. i love that we play Mario Party 8 when we have to fold clothes. i love that we love painting fingernails. i love that she dances and is cordinated to move her body. i love the way she is so pashionate about the kids at the daycare. i love that she is my sister.
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