Well, that’s me… and Lucas Zimmerman… Yeah, I’m cool.

My ‘about me’ and my story are two different things. I guess my story is what made the about me what it is.

I guess I should start at the very beginning. I was born on November 20, 1993 at 8:48 pm. I believe it was a Wednesday, although I don’t really remember back that far.

When I was 2 years old, I not only moved to the town that I currently live in, but I also started preschool. In preschool, my best friend was Sam. 

That’s us, the summer going into sophomore year, I believe.

Eventually, real school started. Luckily, I was still with Sam, but eventually we grew apart. That was around the time when girls started getting cooties. It happens.

When I was 7, I started a day camp, which is where I first met Benzi. You’ll find out more about him later, or in my posts.

School was really bad for me. I had one friend, and no one else was really friends with her. A lot of people bullied me, and eventually, my parents took me out of that school and sent me to a Jewish day school.

That started in 5th grade.

That’s Alan. He was one of the first people that I met. We became instant friends.

It just so happened that Benzi went to that school too!

The summer of 2006, I went to a camp in Israel. Long story short, I didn’t really like it that much, but I did make two awesome friends, Reut and Yishai. Reut took me in after only knowing me for 6 days, then again, someone had to because camp closed and my parents were on the other side of the world.

I kept in touch with Yishai more than Reut, but of course I never forgot about her. You’ll know more about that later.

Yishai and I would email back and forth and we started developing a crush on each other. Eventually, that turned into a full-blown relationship, even though he lives all the way in Jerusalem. I’ll get back to him later.

When I started high school, I had to go back to the public school that I was originally in. Great. All my friends are going to the same school or a school where they have at least one friend. I’m going to a school where everyone hates me because of rumors that were started the summer before I got there.

All in all, freshman year sucked.

The next year, I met the two people I would eventually call my best friends; Emily and Jess.

That’s Jess and I looking gorgeous as always.

And for an unknown reason, I don’t have any pictures of Emily and I… That should change.

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