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Okay I guess this is number 2
My history. short:
College is where I am now. I have been all over.
I grew up in Missoula, its seems like yesterday I was ten playing in the sprinkler and making mud pies. I have many good memories of my childhood. My parents are the most vivid. They have supported me since my treehouse days. Even before that, I knew I could do anything I wanted, and they back me up. Now i am in TV, which I am finding to be in my blood. After 7th grade things good weird, but stronger. I went to camp like I have always, then my dad came an got me and my little brother nick, and says mom is in Whitefish. To our suprise we end up in whitefish shortly after. The following year and half is a smear, my parents are hood winked into buy a failing investment of a health food store, my first real encounters with social class and divsion of econimic inequalities, a dad too far away and snobby violins but pretty music, new friends which now are lost, mostly... but good things came out of whitefish. My friend Kelly Knight, whose beaming beauty got me involved in 4-h, which would later hold me together through the toughest part in my 21 years. Kelly is gourgeous and my smitten for her, kept me coming to 4-H meetings, through the remainder of eighth grade and into freshman year. But before anything there, the store fell through the thin ice of cooked books, and my mom made pbj's and Nick and I started packing. Headed for the country, the flat or so it seemed. WHITESULPHURSPRINGS. We all came together to race the bank for the east side of the divide and to the family vacation(ha) spot, our run down humble hut on the hill. Thats where i had to reverse everything from whitefish to be climatized to the small town atmosphere. My first day was the day before Hallowseve, and then the story gets good. That first halloween. I see what to me is the a prettygirl. Christy... eye lock. a quick relationship. Soon I meet Sadie, and Nicki, they get me back in to 4-H and a project called VID-Kids. A 4-H run tv station. This is my start in TV. I move quickly to get to know all the people and equipment. i move up to contract and Now I am one of the elite. I am the video nerd in a high school of 78. Now highschool is well on its way. Sophomore Year - Rebecca, the girl from Germany, my first true love, it hurt so bad to leave her for camp that summer, and knowing that when i got back, she would be 2000 miles away for an indefinete point of time, all thats left of that year is VID KIDS. Junior Year, mistakes and redemtion. I lost everything, execpt 4-H. I made a huge booboo. and I had to pay. I worked, got my feet back under me. Then things got serious. My Mom had an aneurism, and was flown by helicopter to Great Falls. Where my dad nick and I didn't know if she would still be there when we made the 90 minute journey in late april. I had just performed in the school play the night before, it was a desert theater.... I came home for lunch, my dad sounded freaked, my mom was unconscience and then all i remember is the helicopter and the surgery when we go there. The nurses were really nice in Great Falls and I owe every minute my mom is still here to Dr. Shafer and the talented staff at Benefis. I truly am in debted. A month later, schools winding down, we are back at home. moms home and stable, but weak. My years are blurred. Senior Year, and Graduating time. My years at school were filled with 4-H, BPA,late night emails to a camp friend and my drive to prove my self more and more. Each summer brings camp, new memories and thoughts of when next I will get back to Watanopa, where I met some of my closest and dearest friends. Time to say goodbye to white sulphur, and my moms cooking and dads wisdom on a daily basis. A town i never really connected too. I guess I did but not the way most do. I dont' drink, so alcohol doesn't connect me to my friends or times past.
What does hold me to my past is my constant appreiection with what my family has given me and what I have learned from Nick. His giving is free and knows no real barriers. the kid is my best bud and i so gladly call him my little brother.

Graduate...
I move to missoula, work at target, live in my aunts basement. But the one thing I didn't plan on is meeting meghan. This girl is lightning on a ridge top in a cool summers rain. Two and half years later...snittles means the world to me, i truly love her. I have felt love before, but the respect, admiration, frustration, trust I have with her is something that, I can easily say i would be no where near has proud or happy with what i am and what i know i can do, with out her.
Now we are to this point in time. Happy, secure, and excited for tommorow.

Thats me in a nut shell... I just wanted to get that out.... It really feels good.
CTRL+S and I am out