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My family and friends are a huge part of my life.
I am close with many of my relatives and have been lucky enough to
be able to spend a lot of time with them all. I am also very close
with my friends and share a lot great memories with them. These
pictures represent just a fraction of connections I have with my family
and friends.
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This picture is from my high school graduation party.
Many of my relatives came for the party, but only my Grandmas attended
the ceremony. This my Grandma on my mom's side, my great uncle,
and my brother Andrew.
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Andrew and I ice-skating with my cousins Jordan
and Lauren during Christmas vacation.
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This is Lauren my little cousin and I at Galveston for the afternoon. |

My Grandma and Mom
out for lunch after Graduation. |
This is my Grandma and Dad. She came for my
high school graduation and then stayed in Houston with us for a few
weeks.
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I grew up in Edwardsville, Il and moved to Houston
when I was ten. In the summer of 2007 I returned to the Edwardsville to
attend my friends' high school graduation parties. This is Katie
my best friend, her mom, and I at the airport as I was about to fly back
home.
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Two of my good friends that I ran cross country with
in high school also ran in college. In one of Trinity XC's first
meets, Jenna (far right) and I raced against Lara (middle) who ran for
St. Edwards. It was great to feel the old comradery mixed with a
new sense of competition.
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Here are some of my friends and I out for a late night
at Waffle House. This was the last get together before any of my
friends left for college.
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This is a picture of Sylvester my cat, and Buddy my
dog.
Sylvester is currently 15years old. When I was little he used to
stalk me like prey and corner me on the stairs. It always ended,
when I started screaming at the top of my lungs. With age, he has
become quite a sweet lap cat. He is doing pretty well and his days
of hunting lizards still aren't over.
Buddy is now four years old, and the most loyal and best friend you
could ask for. After my old dog died, my mom and I drove all the
way to St. Louis to get a new puppy during the week of Christmas.
The first night we had Buddy, he was so wild we almost returned him the
next day. Now he is well trained, and very sweet. I take him
to agility classes when I am at home and he also goes on some of our
vacations with us.
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