Introduction Blog

The fam bam

Best friend/homie/lover/bae

Not a sorority...a fraternity for women

Greetings  

About 20 (and a half) years ago, I entered this world with the help of two wonderful human beings I call Mom and Dad. It was a great time to be alive. 

For the first couple years of my life, I had an overwhelming amount of attention on me. It was like my parents had nothing to do but sit around and wait for me to start crying over my wet diaper or whatever was wrong with me. Around the time I was 3 years old, my parents moved us from Daly City, California to Jersey City, New Jersey. That was the year I met, Lauren, my favorite little sister. She is hilarious. Like laughing crying where your stomach feels like you've been working out all day, but you actually had some In-N-Out for breakfast. She was always crawling way too slow to keep up with me. Now that she's been playing basketball for ten years, I'm the slow one. I can beat her in a dance battle any day though. 

Fast forward my life to 4th grade. Ahhh, the prepubescent memories just come rollin' in. On my way to school one morning, father dearest drops some very exciting news, "Erin, you're mom might be pregnant." So there I am at 9 years old, sitting in class the whole day distracted because my mom might be pregnant. If there's anything I've learned in my 20 years, it's that my mother should handle breaking news to me. My dad is great, just not great at timing things. To celebrate me moving up to the 5th grade, and Lauren to the 2nd, Katelyn (aka Katie aka KMad) decides to join us on June 12, 2006. This tiny ball of fire is probably one of my greatest successes. Everyone who knows my cute, 10 year old sister, knows that Katie takes shit from no one. If you couldn’t already tell, I wear my heart on my sleeve for my younger sisters. I’ve always taken my role as the oldest child very seriously. I truly believe that my sisters are a big part of the reason I am the way I am. I hold myself to a high standard because my parents have embedded the idea that all my actions have and will be used as a model for both of my sisters.

Over the past few years I’ve spent away at college, I have focused on surrounding myself with people that push me to be the best version of myself. It’s unreal how fast time has gone by. I see freshmen walking around campus and experiencing State for the first time. I can’t help but be a little jealous. Seeing a new group of people have the opportunity to learn the things I’ve learned about myself at SDSU makes me happy.

Well that got a little deeper than I thought it would. I’ll just cover some basic things about me. I’m from the Bay Area, but I lived in the east coast for a few years until kindergarten. I am a double major in Kinesiology (pre-PT) and Dance. Why those majors you ask? Kinesiology is the study of the mechanics of body movements. I can also argue that dance is the study of body movements in a different context. I study the clean-cut scientific terms in my ENS classes, and put them into play in my dance classes. I get the best of both worlds like Hannah Montana. I love food. Not just tacos or pizza, but more like finding the best place to get tacos or pizza. Foodventures with anyone and everyone. I think I’m funny. I often quote movies in regular conversation. Don’t be surprised if something comes up in my blogs!  

One of my favorite people would have to be the dude in the top left picture. That is THE homie. I absolutely adore that guy. As corny as it sounds, we just get each other. Wow. I sound so lame, but it’s fine. He goes to school a million miles away at Sacramento State. This is just a warning to anyone wondering, long distance relationships are not hard, but they’re also not easy. It really depends on how much you cherish your relationship with that person. If he wants to mess around with people at his school, by all means he can. I just wouldn’t want to deal with that. Love yourself the same way (actually more) than you would love your significant other.

Katie's Prom (I'm funny)

Lauren's Prom

I’m excited for this class. Not just because Erin has a cool name, but I’m really eager to learn more about writing in other contexts. This blog assignment was pretty fun. See your faces in class!

Peace out friends.  

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