Sista sista!

There is a quote by my room that says, "Having a sister is like having a best friend live with you." Deep, I know. Well, this quote could not be any truer. This gal (me) is pretty lucky. Even before the ribbon came in to play. Want to know why? Because I have the best family in the world. (I am sure you do too, but everyone is allowed to think that, right?) When I was 2 years old, on a lovely Spring day, a new addition came to the fam and they decided to name the baby Jennifer Ann (they knew it was a girl of course, or else that would be awkward). Although I don't remember the day, but I am sure that I was relieved to have another gal in the mix and have someone to play house, princess, and barbies with rather than the "lets see how dirty we can get and kill eachother after game." Ever since that day, Jenny Ann has been attatched to my hip. You could not fit a piece of paper between us. I dare you to try. It won't work. Jennifer and I have a great relationship, one minute we could have a all out brawl, and the next ( I kid you not) we are best friends. In fact, we are still best friends during our all out brawl. Yup, try to figure that one out. All in all thoug, I am glad I get to spend forevs with these people. This week, Jen has been on choir tour in San Diego. This week has also been AWFUL. Since Jenny is the favorite child she is the one who gets the big bed and the big room and I am shoved into my own little, cold corner, too lowly to be cared for. I have decided that it is a sign that my parents want me to move out, hehe little do they know, THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN muhahahahaha! Anyways, because of Jensys kind heart, and me being scared of the dark (yes, I am almost 20 years old and I am scared of the dark) she lets me come sleep by her in her princess bed. BUT THATS NOT THE ONLY REASON I PROMISE! We now have a unspoken agreement that I can sleep by her, because it always ends up happening anyway and we need to have our "stress time." Stress Time is a time where we tell each others stresses and calm each other down, this turns into us giggling and laughing so hard that my mother (who has cat ears) comes in and tells us to go to bed. I'm pretty sure your all bored, and whoever was reading this has exited out but this gal has to write about Jennifer Ann. I mean after all, who was the one who took me to Pebbles In My Pocket when Roberts closed: Jensy. Who is the one that will watch Dance Moms with me: Jensy. Who is the one that told me every word to say when playing Barbies and House: Jensy. Who is the gal that gave the VERY selfless act of making me prince whenver we played Princess games: Jensy. The only wish that I have about our relationship is that someday Jenny will see her the way I see her. Because if Jenny saw herself as the way I saw her, nothing I tell you, NOTHING, would stop this gal. If Jenny saw herself the way I saw her, there would be no way on this earth that she would ever be down on herself again. I guess I can only pray that that day will soon come, but until then, this gal is pretty lucky to have a little sis named Jenny.