So let's start at the beginning, I am the nicest bitch. I come off as a bitch to most as a defense mechanism. I hide behind my sarcasm and attitude. I am one of the nicest, caring people some people will ever know. Secretly, that is. I guess since I've always been nice that i'm less likely to get hurt by putting up a front. I don't have many friends, for these reasons. The less people you have in your life, the less your able to be hurt. I guess that's what I think subconsciously. Truth is, the people have closest to you, hurt you the most.
I can't say that I've had the worst up bringing ever. I have good morals, I always mean good. Well that's a lie, not all the time. Right now, as i'm typing this, I'm wondering .. Will anyone actually read this? I guess we'll see.

SOO, Have you heard? Ashley Gebauer is PREGNANT! Crazy, Thought this would never happen. I believe this is fate. Call me crazy, but if I explained the series of events prior to conception, maybe you'd believe in fate too? .. My LMP was 07/24/2011. I was heavily drinking during this time, through July 24th until the beginning of September. I had no care in the world. I was enjoying being single. The last person I was intimate with was, Tony. ( My boyfriend who I've been with since April 2009). I was wondering when I was going to get my monthly friend.. By this time it's like August 27th .. "Shouldn't I have gotten it? Maybe, It's because of my weight loss and stress", I thought to myself. Still drinking, " OH! Maybe, I'm pregnant!?" .. "well, I've done this before.. i doubt it" .. Another couple of days later, September 4th, I went to the mall with my mom, I told her I thought there was a possibility of me being pregnant. She wasn't exactly enthusiastic. LOL. We went to my Nan's house, I told her there was a possibility. She was way more excited than my mom. She kept texting me, telling me to take a test. So finally, I took a test. September 5th. The day that has changed my life in so many ways. The test said positive. I nearly crapped my pants. I immediately cried my eyes out.

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