First and foremost my biggest inspiration is my family. Mucho "cliche", I know, but every family has skeletons and drama and good times and bad times. It takes so many different qualities from strength, faith, a good sense of right and wrong, just to make it through the tough times families face from time to time. When I am hitting a wall with something that has bothered me for days I just think about how my grandmother, parents, other fam all get through things that are so much tougher and I know I can make it. Right is a picture of my Grandma Diane and my Aunt Megan. They are truly amazing.
Another person that inspires me is my wonderfully awesome Casey. My boyfriend of almost 3 years. He is a huge part of my support system and pushes me to give all I've got per say. Casey also makes me laugh, on occasion until I have peed myself. Hugely embarrassing if you ask me and he did so right after we started dating. He stuck around though, laughed it off, almost sounded like he felt as though he accomplished something to make someone laugh that hard LOL. Whoa.... side tracked. Sorry. My very favorite thing is that he includes me, my opinions, and my goals in his. We both understand that college comes first, even before one another. And we are totally ok with that. He and I also see college as a stepping stone in our life together as a couple and as part of our families. ( My family loves him, so he is a keeper)
I like everyone else at one point thought I was in love and ready for a life on my own, a few years later maybe add a family.... EWWWWW
But Casey has helped me grow, he helped me see all of the great things there are to see, do and accomplish with out worrying about someone thinking you are hot shit. He is right beside me in every step I take these days and I really love having someone to share the experience with
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Well I don't think it will do my family justice either lol. Dang
Other things inspire me. I love color, and fashion, and all things that are girlie. I love putting things together. Seeing something come together or even better a final result of something I took the time to put together, build up, design is such an inspiration for me to push myself more and become more creative.
History, is another huge one for me. Not in the sense that I am cautious not to repeat it or any other silly nonsense like that, but in the way that there is always someone or something to look back to for an idea, or inspiration when we face something new, or maybe just something a little bigger than just ourselves. I love learning about things from our past. It sounds sooo nerdy, and maybe a little old0-lady-ish but I am ok with that. LOL
Make up in a small way is an inspiration. I love doing other people's make up. It lets me be creative. I can go wild, or make someone look like the classiest version of themselves. It is a blast. If I had the money and the time outside of school to invest in it I would truly love to go to school for Make Up Artistry and Design (idk if thats what its really called LOL). I do Chelsea's makeup a lot. Seeing what I can do on someone else is like seeing it on a canvas, or just a face that isn't mine LOL. Either way, hobby or not, it is so fun to me and something that pushes me to learn new things and succeed in all facets of my life. As lame as that may sound, it is all gravy with me.
There are so many things that I see or hear these days that make me stop and think. I would not call all of them inspirations, but maybe reminders that I have so much growing to do, so much more to see and do. Looking at something like facebook posts from family back home I see what I miss and it reminds me cherish any time with your loved ones that you get. School, as tough as it gets, reminds me that its a stepping stone on the way to a decent home and a family of my own after a few years of travel with Casey and our friends.
On a lighter note I was reminded that I am truly blessed that I was raised with enough sense not to push my mother around and hit her in the middle of Dicks Sporting Goods. Yes, you read correctly, some kid who was twice my size was running after his mother yelling "MOM MOM COME HERE G-D IT!!!!!" and then he pushed and hit her as she was walking out the door. I about lost it on him. But what can I do, for I am a cashier who is put on this earth to serve the customer to the best of my ability.....
My mamaw is at least a foot shorter and all of her children and the majority of her grandchildren. If one of us EVER tried to pull that crap on her we would be laid out on the floor in 7 seconds. It was horrible. I was sooo angry for her.
I am home now though, relaxing. Casey, Dusty and I played and 23 song set list on Rock Band 2. It took FOREVER and my hand hurts, but we conquered. I even played a majority of the songs on Hard level, which I have never been able to do. It was awesome. I am soooo pooped though so I think its bed time.
Ta Ta for now.
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