The beginning..
I'm not really sure how to start one of these. Hi....I'm Brianna?
I think I'm going to start with a hopefully brief background on who I am. This will allow people who maybe aren't my closest friends to understand the wonderful parts of my life, and the ugly. Typically I would say that I could guarantee that the ugly would come out more than the good, but if it does, I think it will be more for me explaining how I got some place in my life. Or maybe, to open up and allow others to know that even people who you think have their shit together, didn't always have it together -- or had to work real hard to get there. Whatever way we take to get there, we are taking it together. Let's enjoy the ride.
Let's jump back to December of 1989, Brianna was born. WAHOOOO!!! There was my mom, who you will hear a ton about because she's da bomb, my dad and my older brother Nick. Nick and I are four years apart. I grew up in a suburb of Minneapolis. Grew up across the street from another family, who is my "second" family. Throughout my childenhood I would always be going to their cabin. I spent a lot of time with my mom's side of the family, I spent some holiday's with my dads. When I was about I want to say three, my cousin Patrick had been born, but shortly passed away months later. In 1998, my mom's dad passed away, I like to believe we were close, although being an 8 year old, its hard to remember things. In elementary school my dad's alcoholism got too out of control and my parents divorced. My brother and I lived with my mom full time and we were able to visit with my dad when we wanted to. In 2004, my cousin Grant passed away at the age of 19 from a heart condition. Around 9th grade my mom and (now) stepdad met and started dating. The following year my dad passed away. At 18 graduated high school. Started at University of Minnesota-Duluth in business, stayed there for two years. Switched my major and transferred to St. Cloud State University for a nursing degree. Had a difficult time getting into their program (because they wanted like a 4.0 GPA, mine wasn't terrible, but it wasn't a 4.0). Moved home at 22? Into my childhood home, mom had just moved in with her now husband, (she didn't know they were getting married). I started school at Minnesota School of Business in Richfield for my Bachelors of Science in Nursing. Three long years later, graduated with my nursing degree, took the Minnesota boards, and got a real kids job at Methodist Hospital on their Neurology floor, where I am still at today. I did buy a townhome 7 months after starting my job, and thats about where I am at now! Living the dream.
Dang, my life in a long paragraph. Whoopfta.
As I was thinking about what to call this blog -- I was actually sitting on the toilet. I was thinking, "what do you name something that you are literally doing for shits and giggles"? There you have it! Thats how I got the name.
This blog is probably more for me than anyone else. It's for me to write my thoughts. Express myself. Give my opinion on whatever I want. Whether it's venting or laughing about some stupid thing that happened, I don't think that I want to hold back. You will see both sides, the good and the ugly. It is guaranteed that I will make some stupid comments about myself or to myself that I will then write on here. If for some reason something doesn't make sense and you want clarification, speak up. I will just be glad that someone is taking time to read this damn thing.
For now, I'm starting to fall asleep--this will be typical. Good night world.
Breeze
oxox
I think I'm going to start with a hopefully brief background on who I am. This will allow people who maybe aren't my closest friends to understand the wonderful parts of my life, and the ugly. Typically I would say that I could guarantee that the ugly would come out more than the good, but if it does, I think it will be more for me explaining how I got some place in my life. Or maybe, to open up and allow others to know that even people who you think have their shit together, didn't always have it together -- or had to work real hard to get there. Whatever way we take to get there, we are taking it together. Let's enjoy the ride.
Let's jump back to December of 1989, Brianna was born. WAHOOOO!!! There was my mom, who you will hear a ton about because she's da bomb, my dad and my older brother Nick. Nick and I are four years apart. I grew up in a suburb of Minneapolis. Grew up across the street from another family, who is my "second" family. Throughout my childenhood I would always be going to their cabin. I spent a lot of time with my mom's side of the family, I spent some holiday's with my dads. When I was about I want to say three, my cousin Patrick had been born, but shortly passed away months later. In 1998, my mom's dad passed away, I like to believe we were close, although being an 8 year old, its hard to remember things. In elementary school my dad's alcoholism got too out of control and my parents divorced. My brother and I lived with my mom full time and we were able to visit with my dad when we wanted to. In 2004, my cousin Grant passed away at the age of 19 from a heart condition. Around 9th grade my mom and (now) stepdad met and started dating. The following year my dad passed away. At 18 graduated high school. Started at University of Minnesota-Duluth in business, stayed there for two years. Switched my major and transferred to St. Cloud State University for a nursing degree. Had a difficult time getting into their program (because they wanted like a 4.0 GPA, mine wasn't terrible, but it wasn't a 4.0). Moved home at 22? Into my childhood home, mom had just moved in with her now husband, (she didn't know they were getting married). I started school at Minnesota School of Business in Richfield for my Bachelors of Science in Nursing. Three long years later, graduated with my nursing degree, took the Minnesota boards, and got a real kids job at Methodist Hospital on their Neurology floor, where I am still at today. I did buy a townhome 7 months after starting my job, and thats about where I am at now! Living the dream.
Dang, my life in a long paragraph. Whoopfta.
As I was thinking about what to call this blog -- I was actually sitting on the toilet. I was thinking, "what do you name something that you are literally doing for shits and giggles"? There you have it! Thats how I got the name.
This blog is probably more for me than anyone else. It's for me to write my thoughts. Express myself. Give my opinion on whatever I want. Whether it's venting or laughing about some stupid thing that happened, I don't think that I want to hold back. You will see both sides, the good and the ugly. It is guaranteed that I will make some stupid comments about myself or to myself that I will then write on here. If for some reason something doesn't make sense and you want clarification, speak up. I will just be glad that someone is taking time to read this damn thing.
For now, I'm starting to fall asleep--this will be typical. Good night world.
Breeze
oxox
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