Another Blogsite about ME!

I can see it now, everyone is just oh so excited to read the many blogs I am sure to post: rantings, ravings, fantasies, stories, poems. Yes, lines come in the millions.

Seriously, though, why am I doing this again? Well, I'll tell you why!

Upon my recent family misfortunes, my previous "blogsites" have been raped and pillaged by none other than my dear ol' mammy! Yes, that's right! She has read every word, every DETAIL of my despise towards her and her affectionate lover.

So, here I am, once more, creating a blog under a new pseudonym.

For my first order of work, I have decided to write an "About Me" in detail.

HELLO-O-o-o, my Raz Daz Droogs!

My name is Jessica Dawn Tracy. When I was little, I used to think my name was Jessica Dawn Middle Tracy, but Cookie Monster ate the middle, and that is how I became just Jessica Dawn Tracy.

I have one biological sister, two half-siblings, and a step-cousin who I have been calling my step-sister from the beginning of time. So, in all, I have four siblings. I would have to say, I am pretty damn close with each of them, but my baby brother and I really aren't close, at all. He's an annoying little butt of a six year old, and I'm the stereo-typical all knowing teenage college student. It's a love hate relationship.

My biological sister, Elizabeth, and I have been through hell and back together, more than once. She is on the Principal's Honor Roll, and receives high marks on most everything she does. Her aspirations are to become a loving, caring nurse for the elderly, mentally impaired, or infants.

My half sister, Sabrina, is the epitome of a teenage punk. She has a cell-phone, and abuses this privilege. I don't know what she wants to be, because she is quite fickle. I think my step-mother will probably make her go into some medical field, because it pays well.

My step-"sister", Pauline, has become more estranged from me as the years move on. We used to be best friends and I knew every detail of her life. These days have changed us all, and now she reminds me of the people I used to despise in High School. Always trying to fit in, because there's nothing better to do than to feign popularity. I believe, at least this is what used to be, she wants to be a photojournalist.

My half-brother, Nathaniel, is, as I said, an annoying six year old. He used to be quite charming and adorable, but these days, he's a demon heathen. Our parents have let him get away with too much without repercussions. He's spoiled, he's mouthy, he's boring, and very typical-as it turns out- as to what most children his age are like. What a sad realization for American Society.

Now, I shall introduce myself properly. I am a first-born child who holds those delivered after me, dear. I would do absolutely anything for those numnuts. *Said with love*

My aspirations pull me in the direction of being an author, more than anything else. I have no real interest in fame, wealth, or any of these things... just the name on a book and an autobiography stating my life, to keep me in the minds and memories of those after me.

I have a mother, a maternal figure, and the woman I call my mom. My mother, is a drunken half-baked teenager who abandoned my sister and me what feels like two years ago. My maternal figure is my grandmother. She has practically done all of the real mothering and raising. Finally, the woman I call my mom, is my step-mother. She has been more of a mother to me than my real mother, and since she is married to my father, she gets the title.

My father is a Med-Tech who really should have furthered his degree and became a doctor, because he knows more than most doctors do about patients. He has recently been promoted to "Van-Driving" but God only knows how that is a promotion... His real line of duty, is computers. That man is a computer genius.

My maternal grandparents are God-Sends. They're what makes a home a home. My paternal grandparents and I have never been close. They've never liked my adamant family loyalty.

I have a million uncles and aunts who are all getting married and having babies. Regardless to say, I will never have a cousin my age to play with, like most kids get/got/have. My mother had Beth and me when she was a teenager and her siblings were mere kids, themselves. My aunt, Dawn, is only seven years older than me. We've always felt more like siblings.

I have two pets, but I never see either of them. It breaks my heart. My cat, Aeris, is living with my aunt, for safe keeping. My dog, Pablo, is now my horrible "mother's" property, and I will probably never see him living again. I have always felt a specific close-ness towards animals and nature. I love animals... and my pets were my absolute best friends.

I will always prefer the company of a loyal pet to a friend.

I have a few friends who are worthy enough to mention. They're a resource of something or another... and I must admit, no matter what I am sure they'll always be there. Kellie was my best friend throughout middle and most of high school. We also grew apart when I hooked up with the biggest sleaze bag in town. We talk more frequently now, than we had been, but we're definitely not near as close. Claude and I have been close friends since about fourth or fifth grade. He's like my twin. I don't think we have much that isn't in common. Hainey was like a big brother to me, and always looked out for me. -I was madly in love with him for the entirety of High School and still harbor those feelings. Lastly, Maria... Maria, Maria, Maria... She and I became best friends my Senior year of High School. I feel we have grown apart, but she pulled me out of the roughest and worst of times...

If I didn't mention you, that doesn't mean I dislike you or you're not my friend. It just means you haven't done anything particularly note worthy, and you should really work on that! :p (Kidding!)