I have so many stories to tell that I have no idea where to start at... So I have decided to make list and explain them as best I can... So looks like I'm starting with...

Facts about me that most people do not know...

1. I have saved 4 different people from drowning.  One man, two women and one little girl.
2. I have slept under a bridge during a blizzard.
3. I hopped a fence at a friends house one time while drunk to pet a zebra and came back sitting on the neighbors bull.
4. I have several awards for the following Chess, Speech, Photography, Spelling Contest, Choir, Barrel Racing, Highest Score in Social Studies which I got from the state after getting my GED and Bowling.
5. I have been in over 20 street fights and never lost.  I only hit first in three fights, ran my mouth to get his for most of the other ones and I only had two contenders hospitalized for a lengthy amount of time.
6. I was expelled from my first Private School at the age of 8 years old.
7. I have been expelled from 16 Private Schools in 5 different states.
8. I mooned two tour buses full of Asian people one time. While one of my best friends sang "Blue Moon", they had stopped in front of my house because of mechanical issues.  Yes they took pictures.
9. I got to go to a Jr. college program for 3 months at a local college in PA. After being one of many students that was had taken an IQ tests for some study.  I held the second highest score of 152 at the age of 10.
10. I have been tested twice for my IQ score with end results being 152 and later 145.
11. I filled my real fathers front yard with over 30 road cones, 2 children at play signs, 5 phone booth signs, 3 Stop signs and a few more road signs I had collected over time out of boredom and to be an ass.  Some where around 3am one morning after just meeting him for the first time at 18 years and finding out he was a total Douche.  I never saw him again nor cared to.
12. I poured several bottles of dish detergent in the huge fountain outside the Budweiser plant that I use to live near one time to watch the bubbles.
13. I borrowed a BobCat once in the dark and drove it over a mile to a sand pit by my old house to pull a friends car out from a sand doon that we had drove it in to.  Due to her and I getting drunk while doing several donuts in the dark.
14. I tested my first web cam out my standing on an old broke down office chair by mooning my best friend through cyber space while throwing a party at my house.  Yes I was caught doing it by several people.
15. I have officially been swimming pool hopping several times.
16. I have never been married.
17 My longest relationship lasted 10 years before I moved out.
18. I once talked one of my best friends in to kissing my bare ass at a party, I was having in front of everyone while I stood on the back of a car.  Just so I could say "Welcome to the kiss my ass club".
19. I use to be and might still be what my friends call the guy test AKA Man Eater.  If one of my friends wanted to test their man's loyalty they would bring him around me not to sleep with but to see how he acted about me.
20. I locked myself out of a friends house in only a towel fresh out of the shower because I wanted a smoke because there was not smoking in my friends house.  Which lead to me walking to his neighbors house and sitting on her porch for over an hour until she had returned. Still sitting in my bath towel and after only meeting her one time before.  She was kind enough to give me a hanger so I could break back in to my friend's house.  Which I did do and we are still friends today.
21. A few weeks later I put her brothers Ford 4x4 up on blocks in their front yard because he was a smart ass to one of my friends and sold his tires to a stranger at the local gas station. While he was in his house sleeping.  Then used the money to party down across the street where he lived.
22. I mooned a man talking on a cell phone in a car driving side by side the car I was in. Only to turn around for a few seconds to be able to read the following words "I just saw an ass in that window" when he dropped his cellphone out his driver window to next run over it.  Yes he chased us down and yes he was seriously pissed.
23. My natural hair color is mousey brown.
24. I once mailed my brother a blow up sheep to his house.
25. I broke in to my brother's first place and turned all of his furniture backwards, hid most of his kitchen wear, left most of his porn mags laying open to the center folds and violated his Cartman figurine.
26. I was next banned from my bro's house for a little over a month until he finally did calm down.  Up tight turd.
27. One of my very first gadgets that I remember throwing together was a phone bug which was made from mostly a old school cassette headphone set. I was around the age of 9 at the time.  Not only did it work but recorded like a champ.
28. I have willingly volunteered at two different women's shelters and the local veterans home.  I have also worked for 6 different animal shelters starting at the age of 9 years old.
29. I ran two newspaper routes, worked for a local pet store cleaning cages and tanks out at the age of 10 years old to help pay bills.
30. I have helped several homeless people men, women and two children.  If not just feeding them but by taking them some where to get some help and one while on vacation I took a homeless guy and his dog to McDonalds.  They had a chicken nugget meal, a burger and I ate a plain crispy chicken wrap.
31. I love to cliff dive but hate diving boards.
32. I helped potty train one of my god sons by telling him if he peed on it he owned it.  I'm sure he owns several roads, bridges, trees and who knows what else by now.
33. One of my best friends and her boyfriend broke up right before her senior prom.  Wearing a Gothic dress that drug the floor along with a pair of knee high, lace up, high platformed combat boots and being in my early 20's took her to prom.
34. I once won a contest for OzzFest tickets by eating a worm, two snails, cricket and a few ants for a local radio show.
35. I learned how to drive on the right side of a mail delivery vehicle.
36. I started riding horses before I was in pre K.
37. I got one speeding ticket in my life time at the age of 18 for driving 121 mph.
38. The fastest I have ever driven was probably 140 mph which I did for fun non a back road straight a way.
39. I started learning to drive and was driving at the early age of 11.
40. I did not get my drivers license until I was 18 years old.
41. I have had one restraining order put out on me because of I lost my temper  because a girl lied on me big time to my ex my first love no less.  To get with him.  Only to find out later he had been cheating on me with another woman.  So, I beat her ass until she confessed to lying and it would take a bit to tell ya how I got rid of his sorry as once and for all.
42. I have only been in jail once.  I was put in a holding cell at the age of 11, states over from where I lived after being caught as a run away. I had been gone for up to 3 months at the most.  My mother only cared about men, partying and herself.  So I hitch hiked two towns over to a skating rink where some friends were and no shit hot wired a car that a friend drove right off out of state.  I didn't drive any of the cars but was in trouble for helping steal them along with license plates.  All charges against me were dropped a little while later.  However all of my friends that took the trip were 22 and older.  Not only were they older but they were wanted criminals to boot.  These were people that had been helping take care of me because my mother wouldn't.  So note people may have addictions and what not going on.  But, they saved my life a few times and treated me like a little sister way before we took off.  After we all had gotten caught I had to stay for a week and a half in a holding cell where I was to learn a lesson before family picked me up.  Family that did not or wouldn't dare include my mother but my grandparents.
43. All of the other times I have been to a jail house was to see my mother or to bail her out.
44. I have been to see my mother in jail twice on Mothers day.
45. I funneled gas from my third step dad's truck for weeks for gas to put in a friends car so we could party and no I never got caught.
46. When I was 10 on Halloween my little brother and I made two stuffed dummies actual human size.  Which we threw off the roof off the second story of our house. When kids come up for candy we threw the bodies and screamed bloody murder.  Oh it was funny shit.  One of my step brothers hid in a garbage can and said horrible shit to people when they walked by such as "You are flat as a board and need a screw".
47. I have been behind the scenes in the back rooms of two strip clubs.  One for just a bit to pick a friend up from work and the other time I'm not sure how long I was in the back partying with the dancers.  My two best friends who were with me were very relieved to have finally found me after I come out to pay our over 400.oo tab for just the three of us and that I was alright of course.  Next day I had found a few numbers and an address in my pockets.
48. I worked in my grandfathers Auto garage growing up like a mo fo let me tell ya and I learned a lot.  Which lead me to first work as a grease monkey for a few months at a mechanic shop.  Which lead to mechanic work for a few years at the same place and because I'm a woman they made me work a few days for free to prove myself worthy to work there.  Months later and 11 men later I along with an older man in his 60's were the last two employees left to work the entire shop until our boss could find more help.  He had fired everyone else.
49. I use to use my grandfathers sign letters for his INS business to changes to the lettering of other signs for other local business... Oh man was that shit funny to drive by and see...
50.  I am now 31 a full time college student holding a shitty 3.5 because I do not have the time to study from everything else that I do.  I know I could do better...

That's it PEACE OUT FOR NOW!!!!!!!!!

And that my friends is 50.... which means there will be more later.......... TO BE CONT....

Expelled at 8 yrs old

I hold a few bragging rights in several topics one being getting expelled from school at the early age of 8 years old.  Now that I am older looking back I would have probably done the same thing that got me booted in the first place.  Let me try to explain what it was like for me at the age of 8 years old.  First of all I had seen my mother in jail on Mother’s Day for the first time, I had seen her arrested a couple of times already, she had just went on the run, skipped out on bail and her children.  She had signed temporary custody over to her parents our grandparents which after 4 years turned in to a permanent thing until we found out she was alive.  My grandmother was a mail carrier, sweet, quiet, hardworking, much stressed and very scared woman.  My grandfather was an angry abusive alcoholic along with very stricked, very lazy and very controlling.  Everyone kissed his ass for years due to fear, trying to keep the peace or to protect my brother, my grandmother and myself.  Everyone kissed his ass but me and let me tell ya I took beating after beating, ass whooping’s, cussing’s and abuse than you could imagine.  He tried for years to break me and I would not break no matter what come my way.  I fought him back as a little girl up against a full grown man full of more anger than one person should be able to possess.  Some of my grandfather’s favorite lines to my grandmother were “Their lying I did not do that”, “I have no idea what they are talking about”.  Some of my grandfather’s favorite lines to repeat to me “Crying only shows fear and weakness”, “If you get a spanking somewhere else you are getting another one when you get home”, “Your mother left you with me because she hates you” and  “Your mother is dead and never coming back”.  So at the age of 8 years old I was basically thrown into a constant battle that I could have seriously not walked away from one day.  My poor little brother took so much abuse that he by far did not deserve and myself did deserve some of it because I fought my grandfather like hell.  Back to the story at hand my grandparents paid for my brother and me to go to private school.  We had both been promoted a few grades already with my brother the picture perfect student and I well book smart but honoree as hell.  One day we were put on some reading machines with helped us to read faster which was followed by test on the current reading material to test our comprehension.  This was soon before I was tested for learning disabilities by my next school to find out I did indeed have Dyslexia but, the preacher’s wife who ran the school decided to grab my face and give me a speech.  She put her hand on both sides of my cheeks and squeezed so hard that her fingers were touching each other on the inside of my mouth.  Why you ask?  Because I was not paying attention as well as my brother, why wasn’t I more like my brother... etc etc etc…??  Truth was I could and can read a little over 1000 words per minute but I read them right to left instead of left to right and have the ability to understand it correctly.  She thought I was screwing off because my head was faced a different direction.  To make a long story shorter I punched her in the nose and caused it to bleed quite a bit just to get the boot that very day.  Which was followed with one hell of an ass whooping after I got home and I was enrolled into a new private school the next week.  My brother however remained in the first school with his goody goody self.

A little personal background intertwind with my work info...

Even the most of boring days in my life has been known to make a permanent imprint on me one way or another.  When I look back on my life I am absolutely stand amazed at what I have done and what I have made it through.  At 31 years of age I have survived being shot at for being white, being stabbed, numerous street fights, sleeping under bridges in a blizzard, playing outside through 3 hurricanes, a Bi-Polar mother, losing my inheritance to keep my mother out of jail, being raped at ten years old, drug addictions, becoming a single mother at seventeen and that does not even begin to give you an idea of what my life was, is or will become.

On February 6^th 2012 I turned 31 years old.  I’m a full time college student holding a 3.5 GPA while majoring in AAS CIS Cisco CCNA College: Professional and Technical Major and Department: AAS CIS Cisco CCNA, Computer Information Systems and I am taking several electives in Criminal Justice.  I’m basically a single mother of three children a redheaded hormonal 13 year old daughter, a 6 year old Autistic son and a very outspoken 2 year old little girl as well.  Their father works out of state which he does to help support them all financially but, does not help out with watching them or anything else that involves them.  I have managed to quit drugs, smoking cigarettes and drinking years ago.  This is truly something considering I started smoking and partying at the age of 10 years old.  After paying a great deal of money out to get my grandparents out of bankruptcy which my mother through them in I own the house they built the year I was born in 1981.  I drive a decent ride; have managed to revamp my environment for myself and my children.  Is that much to be proud of?  Yes, to me it is… 

I cannot remember a time that I didn’t have to worry about something or a time that I had the luxury of being able to relax for a deserving amount of time.  To be honest if you got the chance to catch me relaxed at all in my earlier years I was high plain and simple.  I was high so much that most people didn’t know the difference from me being one way or the other.  I have busted my ass for many reasons throughout my life depending on what time period of why I did.  In my early years it was to have the peace of mind to wake up and have electricity and water.  It was to make sure my brother who was a year younger than me had everything he needed like clothes, shoes, school supplies and food.  At 9 & 10 years old I lived in a small town with a population of less than 6,000 people in PA.  Where I ran two paper routes, clean cages and tanks at a local pet store and cleaned up at a candy store for money.  Which I did for a while before I learned something about myself that I did not know was going to be a stepping stool in my way of life as I knew it.  Which was I had major game when it came to talking shit, manipulating, spitting game, hustling and being able to adapt for survival in any situation.  At 10 years old I was running side jobs here and there for people in their 20’s, 30’s, 40’s and I’m pretty sure the oldest person that I later supplied weed to was in his 60’s.  Crazy I know but, it’s the truth…  I have always had a gift when it comes to people which I’m not boasting about to say the least.  It’s much more of a curse than a gift.  Being able to work a person because you can think a little faster on your feet or being able to understand sequence of events. Not only that but I have a scary judge of character and people just open up to me for no reason really.  Within a few minutes of meeting a person I may already know half of their life story.  Although game had opened a new door for me at such an early age did not mean that I stopped working.  Not working was never the case for me and frankly I’m not sure if I would know what to do with myself if I wasn’t working in, on or around on something.  Even though I continued to hustle and work the streets for several years to come I still continued to hold other jobs as well.  This gave me new outlets for my side businesses.  I have worked in several gas stations as a cashier, floor clerk, cook and I had one assistant manager position one time.  I took care of my disabled aunt for 3 years and not just 3 years but every day but 3 days out of three years I provided her with home health care.  Before that I had landed a job as a grease monkey in which my boss made me work for 3 days without pay to prove myself.  2 years later I held the title mechanic and had not got fired unlike 11 men during my time working there.  A few years later I moved to FL in which I lived through 3 hurricanes named Katrina, Rita and Wilma in 2005.  At the time I worked as a hostess at a very high society restaurant and I worked as a stable hand at a highly respected horse stable.  In between all of these jobs I continued to run my side business being a connection in which in later years I had crazy connections where I could place my hands on almost anything you could imagine.  I also worked on broken electronics, did some roofing, cleaned houses, plumbing jobs and basically anything someone needed I would damn sure try to do it for the right price.  No matter what I had a kid or kids, my brother, my mother, my live in friends to take care of.  I forget sometimes that it’s ok to lean back when I sit down because I’m so use to working my ass off.  How’s that for a work history?  Now that I’m reading what I wrote above that’s just about a hot mess.  No matter what kind of work I was doing though I was always able to get the job done by hard honest work in turned left me with another connection for something I may be able to work to my advantage later.  I did decide to walk away from the life a few years ago with ties in tack.  People still owe me favors but, understand that I’ve walked away if for no other reason but for my children.  I left the life with a good standing relationship with everyone and due to me always being honest and trust worthy I had no problem getting out.  I did lose a few friends because I refused to enable their habits by hooking them up with my contacts.  But, if that’s the only reason they were around me in the first place means that they were not my friends any way.  I can remember a time where I carried around two cellphones one for business and one for people I truly loved and gave a shit about.  I still have both cellphones put up chargers included just encase I need to get a hold of someone for whatever reason.  It’s not because I want to hold on to a piece of my old ways but it’s because I may need something one day.