I am 25, married with 2 boys, and a stepson. I love my friends and we sit around and talk crap about celebrities. I want to sleep in one day, I want to go to Paris, and egypt. I am complicated and simple at the same time and make no sense. Most days I have no idea what I am doing. I have a younger brother and a younger sister who I am immensly proud of. My stepson wants to be the next David Beckham, my life revolves around soccer. I don't want to be a "soccer mom" but I am. I want to live at Disneyland, I want to live at the beach.I am unsure of myself and overly confident to make up for it. My journal will be random and pointless and self indulgent, I will whine a lot and get angry and be annoying at times.