Welcome Back, Sherece.

I have failed the 30 Day Blog Challenge.

Don't worry, I won't lose sleep over it.

I have decided to still use the ideas, though. 

For example:

My "True Self"

I am sarcastic.

Rarely serious.

I take sincere compliments to heart.

I am incredibly popular. Seriously, everyone wants to be me.

I am Becca's personal, on-call hair stylist.

I am engaged to Shawn White, the snowboarder. He doesn't know yet.

I have lots of parents.

Purple is my favorite color.

Breakfast is the best thing to be invented since high heels.

I'm actually black, but my gangsta only comes out when Kira's does.

I think it's rude and disrespectful to talk about people behind their back.

Tyra Banks gets her style inspiration from my facebook photos.

I have been convinced to apply to America's Next Top Model.

High school had no point other than to cause merciless drama.

I have a really weird family. But they keep me on my feet.

This summer, I am going to be a camp counselor for the Girl Scouts. I'm stoked.

When I hurt someone, it stays on my conscience for a long time.

I want to live in California, right by the beach.

I like the bohemian-style clothing. And cargo shorts.

Holla.

No more doormats.

All my life, I've been a people pleaser. I do whatever I can to make everyone else happy. I change how I act depending on who I'm with, because I try to be who people will want me to be. What I've realized is that I can never make everyone happy, and if I'm spreading myself thin to meet other's needs, I'll never make myself happy.
I'm kind of sick of letting everyone walk all over me.
So I'm going to be myself, no matter what.
Take it or leave it.

Can you tell I've been listening to this song?

Days Of Our Lives + The Young and the Restless

29. Your week.

There were no beaches involved. No road trips, hotel rooms, amusement parks, or suntans. Although rest and relaxation were anticipated, they were not received. Comparably speaking, my spring break was not as great as others. And even though I know it could have been better, I had fun. For the most part.

This week, I went to prom with Whitni.

We went shopping with Kira and purchased great glasses.

I listened to too much He Is We and Maroon 5, and am now pretty sick of them.

We went to dinner with Kenny and Andrew, and then made the inevitable Walmart trip.

On an impulse, we dyed Britny's hair 'fire engine' red.

I nearly had a heart attack when I thought I was going to get pulled over.

My life turned into a week-long soap opera.

Britny went back to someone who clearly has a lot of growing up to do.

I lost one of the best friendships I've ever had, and I have no idea what I did to deserve the things that were said.

Whitni and i went to church with my mom and my sister. We napped in the nursery and went to relief society with humorous old ladies.

Threats were made, cops were called, crude words were said, and respect was lost, all because of one person.

Kira, Whitni, and I decided to come home to Logan early. It was a great decision.

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I'd like to thank Kira Horton, Whitni Gardner, Andrew Davis, and Kenny Ludwig for not running away screaming from my mess of a home life. I'm sorry you all were there in the climax of our soap opera, however I am thankful you were all there to keep me sane. I love you guys.

W is for Wonderful.

Whitni Gardner is my nextdoor neighbor on the fourth floor of the towers. She is such an amazing person, I can't even describe it. She gets along with everyone. She helps her friends resolve fights. She comforts people when they're feeling awful. She randomly gives me hugs, all the time, and I love it.

All around, she's just plain great.



Whit came home with me for spring break. It was so nice of her to stay with a family she barely knows, in a house she's never been to, in a place that is literally in the middle of nowhere.

She has been my Amazing Grace this weekend, and so many times before.

Thank you for being one of my best friends, Whitni. I love you.

Love, Me.

Online greetings with a disturbing cliffhanger.

28. Something that makes you laugh.

My family makes me laugh. Plain and simple. Granted, they also drive me up a very large wall. But we're focusing on the positive today, aren't we, Becca?

Every Christmas, my family sends a Christmas card to everyone in our family. It has grown to be something they all look forward to, and we are very proud. 

You see, our Christmas cards are always very unique.

Maybe not so much this year, because our card was just a collage of Berkleigh. I love her, but it was kind of generic.

We pride ourselves in coming up with humorous and witty sayings, pictures, and decorations. We are a very sarcastic- and joke-based family, and I just love it.

A few years ago, we procrastinated to the point of not even taking a picture. So, in a panic, we collectively came up with an idea of an e-card that we could simple forward to everyone who was deserving.

In my opinion, it was our best Christmas card yet.

Britny = Bitchy

Abbi = Twinky

Connor = Horny

Sherece = Queeny

Shaniah = Hunky

Mom = Tweeky

Dad = Butchy

Let me just point something out, for humor's sake.

If this is depicting us as 'gay elves', then why is my dad's mouth open as such?

Be the good you wish to see.

27. Something that makes you cry.

Click me.

If you followed the instructions, you would have clicked the link and watched the video about Brady Thompson. It's honestly one of the most touching videos I have ever watched. 

I've been praying a lot lately, for answers. After I watched this, I prayed to be better. It's so difficult to realize how blessed we truly are, yet Brady is always smiling and happy. I would love to be like that. To see the great things in life and to care more about living and being happy than other things.

It's nearly impossible to change a way of thinking after one prayer. I still think negatively of myself more often than not, and I'm not always the nicest person. But for now, working toward a goal of bettering myself is enough. Knowing that someday I will achieve that happiness lifts my mood, even if only a little.

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26. A picture of something you love.

I couldn't find any good pictures of myself, so I was forced to use pictures of other people.

This basically sums up my life.