So I guess you’re wondering who I am and why it matters. My first response and the one I’d prefer to give would be “it doesn’t matter”. Though, that defeats my purpose. I love to help others and be someone that everyone can rely on. In order to become someone who means something to you, I must first gain your trust. To do that, I must spill my beans. I don’t like to talk about myself so this is difficult for me. But, here goes nothing:
My name is Aaren, yes I am aware you’ve probably never seen it spelled like that before. Neither have I. I was born and raised in a small town south of Nashville, Tennessee. I am 19 years old, though I feel much older. I work at Chipotle and couldn’t love a job more than I do now. I spend all my time with people. Whether at work or outside I love to be with people. I care about everyone and by everyone I mean EVERYONE. I’d do anything in the world for basically anyone. This is one of my many flaws. I cannot say no, even when I am dragging myself to the ground. I have had many people do me wrong in life, though that does not stop my hunger to help. It almost fuels it.
But, back to the basics of who I am. Raised in a split home since I was 2 years old. My mother re-married when I was 5 years old and my dad never really dated since my mom. When I was 17 my mom divorced again and that’s where my story really took off. If my life was a roller coaster, the incline would’ve started when I entered high school and the second divorce was when I was reaching the drop. Though, that’s another story for another time.
I have one sister that means more to me than she will ever know. She brought the most precious little girl into my life that has changed the way I see my life. She reminds me of the person I want to be, for her. Growing up, my sister and I never got along. We never really talked honestly, unless we were fighting. We were brutal. Somehow she got me through the hands down most difficult parts of my life and I am eternally grateful. Notice I said more than she will ever know. She doesn’t know how much she means to me. I choose not to tell her. Another flaw in myself, the person I was before, the person I do not want to be, sometimes overcomes the person I am now. I have trouble swallowing my pride to the people who knew me before. When I encounter new people, I am confident, not ashamed, not nervous, proud, though when it comes to my past, I close up, just like a clam. Honestly, the people I’ve grown up with and have known my whole life are the reasons I am the strong confident person I am today. It’s embarrassing that I cannot be the same person around them. I am determined to overcome this and I am hoping this blog will help me with that.
Anyways, I attended Nashville State Community College and majored in Culinary Arts. I am nine credits away from graduating with my associates in Culinary. But I dropped out. Ha that sounds so bad. I guess you’ll have to stay tuned to see what my reasoning’s were, cause honestly I am pretty proud of my decision.
I’m really bad about telling about myself without a topic or a question so I googled questions- judge if you must.
Who’s my hero?- My dad
If I could live anywhere, where would it be?- Don’t worry about it. Maybe when I feel so inclined to tell, I will.
What motivates you to work hard?- Other people. The things I’ve been through. Seeing others going through places where I’ve been and watching them go down the wrong path. Wanting the be the change and difference in someone’s life.-there’s a lot.
What’s your favorite part of your career- We will get there, did I mention I love my job? Small hint, it let’ s me be who I want to be.
What is your proudest accomplishment?- Living
What makes you laugh the most?- Funny story, I laugh at everything. Typically at the worst possible times.
What your nickname?- I had two growing up, one for each side of the family. My mom’s side of the family called me “skeeter” my dads “little joe”
Do you like surprises? -No, they stress me out.
What scares you? – Not knowing what my future holds.
How many pillows do you sleep with?- Two under my head and a crap ton others just randomly on my bed.
Is my glass half full or half empty?- Its not half anything, I just keep pouring it into a smaller container so it’s never short of anything.
Okay, well I think that’s enough questions for now. I don’t know what life has to offer me but I know what I have to offer it. I’m just trying to find my place in the puzzle of life.