Hello everyone! First, an update on my life since I blog so rarely:
I'm working full-time all summer at a super famous publishing company. Although the job is an internship (necessary for grad school!), I don't do any 'intern-like' stuff (i.e. organize other people's stuff, get coffee, make copies). I'm actually the workshop coordinator at the company, which is a job that used to be done by a salaried employee. For some reason, the company decided to make it an internship instead and that's where I'm working.
Also, I'm moving next week! As soon as I'm done with this entry, I'm getting right back to packing (and then buying
Super Mario Galaxy 2) ... (and then regretting it when it's time to move and I haven't finished packing). I have an apartment in the beautiful town of Lambertville (NOT named after Adam Lambert, but after Alex Lambert - I miss you Alex!) with Ross and Christie. I'll put up pics of the new place after I move in.
So now! Time for part 2 of my life photo album. See part 1
here.
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MeWhere did we leave off?

Oh yeah! I was birthed, then sprinkled with some water so that I won't be dragged to hell... Obviously, I had no say in this.
I got a little older (about 2 or 3 according to TJ) and started rocking Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles pants and a tail.

To the right you can see my sister Gabi in that cute yellow dress with the yellow stockings. We were both so stylish at young ages.
Here's a school picture:

My dad made me and my brother dress up for school pictures. I remember being the ONLY one wearing a suit to picture day (embarrassing!). I think this was 1st or 2nd grade. Notice my big ears. I didn't grow into them until later. People used to call me Dumbo and throw stuff at me.
Here's another school photo (not feat. all my front teeth).

I feel like I look completely different in these two pictures, which were taken only 1 or 2 years apart (2nd or 3rd grade?). I feel like everyone has a picture of them with their front teeth missing. I have a picture with only one missing, and I think it's much less cute.
Here I am on December 10, 1995.

Based on the date (and the rest of the photos), this was probably one of those joint birthday parties I had throughout my life. TJ's birthday is only one day before mine, so we often had shared birthday parties.

Please note how disinterested I look in that card.

And in my gift. Also, please note how happy Gabi looks.
CAPTION TIME: What was I wishing for?
And speaking of apathy...

How much does Pasquale look like he doesn't care
at all about Gabi's ring?
Here I am later in December of '95, the day after Christmas.

See that bear I'm holding? That was one of my first teddy bears and I loved that thing. I wish I knew where it was now.
OMG!! Am I... playing sports?!?!

Oh no, I'm just throwing that ball in the garbage 'cause sports are laaaaame.
Random photo:

Wearing a baseball cap?? Random.
Here's a picture of me next to what is still my favorite food:

Cereal!!
Oh look, here I am at my first Pride event! My mom used to go to Pride with her girlfriend and she brought us along sometimes.


Fake horseshoe set: $10
Gabi's billowy white shirt: $15
My cross-legged pose: priceless
(are those jokes too played out? oh well)
Back to Christmas! Here I am on Christmas 1997, looking absolutely
thrilled to be alive.

And here are the Bruno kids with my grandfather for that Christmas.

Look at my hair! And TJ is just daydreaming... probably about all the Puerto Ricans.
In that last photo, you'll notice how I wore a button-down shirt open, revealing the white shirt beneath. And both were way too big on me. Well unfortunately, this was the way I dressed all the time in those years.

Ugh sick. That neckline is SO BIG. Nowadays, I would take that off immediately or die.
Here's a picture of the four Bruno kids.

Oh wait, that's just Gabi, Pasquale and me with Paula. This was taken in our apartment in Asbury Park. This couch was a popular place to take pictures.

Aww!
You know how everyone has 'awkward' years? I hope this was me at my most awkward!

Ai-ya!
¡QuĂ© horror!Here are some pics from my middle school yearbook. Please locate me, laugh out loud, then mock me in the comments.



My hair in the Scarlet Key and Student Council Exec Board photos...... I have no words.
Here I am with my dog Faith.

You wouldn't know it from this picture, but Faith was very loving and kind. What a great dog! Unfortunately, Paula decided it was better to kill her than to have a HUGE dog in a tiny apartment (terrible excuse!) and she was replaced by some
nasty thang.
Then I got to high school, and y'all know how
that went.
And here I am today (or, last Thursday).

I am certainly a product of the generations who came before me, who instilled in me a love for music, gossip, blogging... Ok, maybe not. Either way, I hope you enjoyed my family photo album.
Let the teasing begin!