Friday, November 1, 2013


For the past couple of days people have jokingly asked me how I feel about the Jonas Brothers breaking up, and and what on earth I'll do without them. Honestly, I'm doing okay. I joke about it, but I really am thankful for all that band has done for me the past six years of my life. (Warning: This post will be full of embarrassing pictures of myself from the past 6 years).

When I was 10, I went to my first Jonas Brother's concert. They were opening for Miley Cyrus, and I fell in love with them and their music almost instantly. I bought their CD's and merchandise. After a year,my room was filled with posters and they were all I could talk about. The band was at the height of their fame, and I was at the height of my infatuation.

I was 12 here, and my entire wall was all things Jonas Brothers.

When A Little Bit Longer came out, I immediately downloaded onto my iPod, and listened to it on repeat. That entire album got me through a lot, and it will always be one of my all time favorites. I was obnoxious (and still am, I have to admit) about how much I loved them. I bragged on Facebook and replied to every negative comment with "THEY ARE THE BEST BAND EVER!!1!!!1!1!!!!!!!!!!!!!" It was silly and childish, but I was a child. I still am a child, honestly. But I've grown up with this band in many ways. As they grew and changed, so did I. That's been a really incredible experience.

On a trip to Las Vegas in 2009, I cried and got my picture taken with Joe's hand prints. It was a totally ridiculous reaction looking back on it. But at the time, it was the best part of the entire trip.  

 By the 8th grade, I had established my middle school reputation as "The Jonas Brothers Girl" and I was proud of it! I babbled useless facts constantly, something that made how I felt about them seem much more petty than it actually was. At the age of 14, I was writing Jonas Brother's "fan fiction" (don't ask). But as I got older, I became more involved with other Jonas fans around the world through fan sites and twitter.That's how I met my amazing best friend.

Sigh. I am a creep for having not one, but two of these on my walls.

 This August, my best friend and i were able to see the Jonas Brothers in Vegas and even got to go to sound check. It was the most fun I've ever had. We had a blast together, and the concert was fantastic. I don't even know what else to say about it. We were in the 5th row for sound check, and the 18th for the concert. We danced and screamed and cried. It was the perfect night. Little did we know, that would be our last Jonas show for who knows how long.

My favorite picture that I took that night.

 The moral of this rambling post is simple. This band changed my life for the better. And yes, that sounds petty and cheesy and not true, But that is the honest truth. it's been like having three older brothers looking out for you. The Jonas Brothers have been a part of my life since I was 10, and now I stand here, just a month away from 17. I am a better person because of Kevin, Joe, and Nick. That's something I know that nobody will understand. They mean a lot to me, and even though they aren't a band anymore, they will always be a part of my life. That's something special. As they've grown up, so have I. We've made it to the other side, and now it's time to look back and smile at all of the wonderful things the Jonas Brothers have done for me and the rest of their fans. It is an experience I will cherish always, because it meant something. They shaped me into who I am today. I met my best friend because of them.I will owe them that forever. The greatest blessing in my life came because of them. I got through the worst parts of teenagerdom because of them. I am not longer infatuated with a boy band. I am in love with three incredibly inspiring men who have been like family to me over the past six years. They've made me a better person, and I only wish that someday I can thank them for all they've done. I don't think they realize how much they mean to other people, or how much their music has changed lives.

Thank you for the ride, Jonas boys. It's been an amazing six years. I can't wait to see what's next for you, and for me.

Jonas Brothers on Hannah Montana Set 2007
From 2007...

Jonas Brothers
To 2013, we've all grown up a lot.

Friday, February 1, 2013


I'm horrible at updating this thing. I always seem to forget I even have a blog.

I'm going to try and update more.

So, hi.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

With my birthday just a week or so away, I feel anxious. Most kids are excited for their 16th birthday, but I'm just nervous. The idea of driving, dating, and all of that other mess that comes with being sixteen scare me to death. I can't stand high school, and sometimes I can't wait to get away from everything and move on to some grand University far from this awful place. Other times, I get stressed out and nervous. I always see things in such a dreamy optimistic way that reality is a crippling smack across the face.  I just hope things work out the way I'd like them to.

Saturday, November 10, 2012


I was just flipping through my copy of The Perks of Being A Wallflower and I came across the poem Stephen Chboksy wrote for it. As horrific as it is, I absolutely adore it.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it "chops"
because that was the name of his dog
and that's what it was all about
his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts.
that was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
and he let them sing on the bus
and his little sister was born
with tiny nails and no hair
and his mother and father kissed alot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
and his father always tucked him in bed at night
and was always there to do it

once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and that's what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of the new paint
and the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
and left butts on the pews
and sometime they would burn holes
that was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
and the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
and the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
and his father never tucked him in bed at night
and his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it

once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
and that's what it was all about
and his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
that was the year Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end
of the Apostles's Creed went
and he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
and his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
and the girl around the corner
wore too much make up
that made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because it was the thing to do
and at 3 am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

that's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
and he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
because that's what it was really all about
and he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
and he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Never Let Me Go

Long time no blog, eh? I guess I haven't really had much to say these past few months. Today I feel like I need to pay my respects to a dear friend I lost on Saturday.

On October 20th, 2012 Whitney Ann Web died from the injuries she received during an accident in the sand dunes. I haven't spoken with her or seen her for about a year, and now I never will again. She was my best friend from 5th grade until she moved the summer before 8th grade. We did so much together. In 7th grade we used to sit in the library together and read side by side. We were in the school play together, and Whitney was bitten by the acting bug. She was in her high school's play last year and this year.

In 5th grade I didn't have many friends, but I always thought Whitney was so sweet. We became the best of friends along with a girl named Breanna, We were an unstoppable trio. Whitney and I read all the same books and I remember the time she took me to go see the Percy Jackson movie with her on her 13th birthday. We were both so horrified with how it turned out and we spent all afternoon making fun of it.

I miss her. I miss her so much. She was my first real best friend, and even though friends come and go, she'll always have a special place in my heart.

I love this picture of us. It was at the 7th grade end of year party. I put it in a frame and gave it to her for Christmas after she moved. She sent me a Joe Jonas nightlight in return. It's still unopened with her silly message written on the back. I'm glad i never opened it.

This was the last day of 7th grade, and one of the last times I got to spend all my time with Whitney.

Also from 7th grade. We were at a basketball game and I attempted to take our picture, but I missed my face.

This was the play. We were in High School Musical, and she played a Braniac in the ensemble. We both had so much fun doing it together. I'm so glad she kept at it, because Whitney was so very talented at acting.   
Whitney and Mary backstage at the play. Im not sure what they're really doing. But I remember they used to listen to "White and Nerdy" before we went onstage because it got them into character.

I told her to strike a pose, and she struck a very awkward one. Goodness I love that girl.

Gosh, she's pretty.

I love and miss Whitney very much. She's in a better place now, as cliche as that sounds.

Monday, July 16, 2012

One Year

A year ago yesterday I met my best friend. My wonder, beautiful, smart, funny, understanding, amazing best friend. My Hailey Ann. She knows everything about me. Every flaw I have. Yet she loves me anyway. I know everything about her. Every flaw, and every incredible quality. I love her flaws and her good parts.

I'm so blessed to have her. She means the world to me. This has been a perfect year. And there will be many more to come. We'll live next door to each other in beaches houses and her daughter Brooklyn will marry my son Elliot.