☂It's just... me

I have no posted for a while about my life... I mean how I grew up... not the bad times... if you would like to hear me complain about my father then you can look it up from earlier posts.
Well, I first met my dad when I was 5, which many of you know... but some do not so I thought I would tell you again! It was in a Dairy Queen and I was really happy. I don't think I really understood what was going on completely but I was only little. I met my sisters after that (my brother was not yet born) and my step mother (ew... she is not nice at all). They lived in a little house on the other side of the city from our house and I went there every second weekend and all holidays. That is why I only remember about two christmas' with my mother. With my father also came my Nana and Papa <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 They are the most amazing people in the world and are the real reason that I go out to see my dad's side of the family at christmas. They live on a farm and I remember every summer we used to go out there and play with the baby kittens and the cows. We also went to the lake for a week every summer with them... but no parents were aloud. I have some amazing memories from those trips :) I miss them, but eventually we did not have as much fun going as we used to because our friends had stopped going... so we do not go anymore.
Growing up I had one good friend... looking back she wasn't the greatest, but I thought that she was because she was the only one I had. Me and her spent every weekend that I was at my mother's house hanging out at her house. I remember that her parents were really into riding harley davidsons. They were typical bikers with this little daughter and me tagging along with them... it was quite ridiculous!
One of my best friends was much older than me (but that is usually the case... I get along with people older than me much easier than people my own age). She was my sisters' and brother's nanny. Me and her would talk for hours and I would help her with the chores while my siblings would play outside. We just understood each other. We were able to complain about my step mother together and to make jokes that the younger children did not understand. I miss her now. I have her on facebook haha. But we do not talk really. She moved away also, so I never see her even when i go to visit my father's family. She is the one who taught me to play the card game speed ( LOVE IT!!!). I can beat you all! No most likely not... but I love it still.
We moved around a lot which made it really hard to make friends... I was always the new girl... At least now we have settled down. Blocking out all of the bad memories and just saying the good really makes my life sound easy and happy. It was sometimes... but a lot of the time it was not.

yours,
a dancer.