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The Beginning
Born to Jeannine and Paul Arno in Forthood, TX, I was introduced the world. -
The Milk Dumper
As a toddler, I went through a phase where I would literally grab the gallon of milk from fridge and dump it on the floor. Yep, I was able to get with that a few times until mom and dad bought a child proof lock for the fridge (and found that they too couldn't get in XD ). Shortly after, I decided to move past milk, and dump friut punch instead . . . all over my little brother's head. -
Autonomy vs. Shame/Doubt: The Permanent Marker
Thought it would be a great idea to draw all over myself (and my two-year-old little brother) in black permanent marker. I was so proud of my work, that I just had to present it . . . to my dad. I, of course, got into BIG trouble, and learned that my wonderful ability to draw, was limited to paper; until I discovered the wall ;) -
School Bus Bully: Trust vs. Mistrust
When I was in kindergarden, I had to ride the bus to school. On our bus everyone had assigned seats. I sat with a 5th grade girl and another girl. The 5th grader, one day, began telling the bus driver lies about me that caused me to get in trouble. Once I got off the bus, I was in tears. I immediately went home and told my grandmother. The very next day, she walked "into" the bus and told my bus driver I was going to get a new seat. My grandma showed me I could depend on her and built trust. -
New Kid: Initiative vs. Guilt
After moving from TX, to NY, then MO, and PA, we finally placed anchor in Kansas City, MO (and we've been here ever sence). I was starting my third grade year with kids who already had friends from previous school years. How was I going to make friends?! Luckly, I had found a couple kids who were in the same boat as me and took the initiative to introduce myself and make some new friends. -
One of the Boys: Identity
During 3rd, 4th, and 5th grade, I hung out with a group of boys rather than girls; at the time I considered myself very tomboy. -
Home Sweet Home
My family and I moved to our current house. -
The Gang Split Up: Role Confusion
6th grade, my group and I got divided into different teams at Plaza. We kind of drifted apart, so I had to make new friends from previous aquaintances. -
My Twin: Identity
During 6th grade I had met a girl on my school bus. She had the same name as me but pronounced it differently (Ker-sten). We became really close during 7th and 8th grade and she became one of my best friends. She was the complete opposite of me: loud, outgoing, dumb, and spoke her mind. She allowed me to come out of my shell, while I helped her through a lot of bad times with her family. -
Executive Councils: Competence vs. Inferiority
As a freshmen, I joined freshmen exec. I became the treasurer and loved ever minute of it. I knew it was the unpopular choice but I believed it was a very important job. I loved working on the execs. I was proud at how passionate I was about it. And later felt inferior due to not getting on during Junior year. -
Identity vs. Role Confusion: Artsy
After Kirsten moved, I hung out a lot with my friend Alex. We knew each other from Congress and were pretty good friends due to our quiet nature. In our freshmen year, we depended on one other because we were only knew each other in most of our classes, but once her other friends came along, I felt like I got pushed to the side. I tried to hang out with all of them but realized I wasn't really into art museums or video games or comics, so I tried to reconnect with some of my old friends. -
Now: Indentity vs. Role Confusion
Now I have a couple of good friends, like Kara and Brenique. I don't really think we have a certain clique because we're all so different, but I feel like I belong better in this group than I did with the Artsy types. I think I definitely know myself better now. -
High School Graduation
I plan on walking with my class to recieve my high school degree -
College Life: Emerging Adulthood
I hope to attend Maple Woods Metropolitan Community College for two years; during and after that time, I will likely stay at home until I can afford to venture out on my own. -
I Can Hear the Bells: Intimacy
I'd like to be married in my late 20's; I envision my future husband proposing in a secluded area at night ( I couldn't deal with the pressure if he made a huge scene and tried to purpose to me with a crowd watching DX ) -
Baby Boom: Generativity
I want to have three children; two boys and one girl -
Neano's Pizza and Deli: Generativity
When my parents retire, they want to open a restraunt. I plan to help them start and run it. -
The End: Integrity
Before I die, I want to make sure: I see my children grow up and begin their own lives; my family, husband, children, friends, ect. and I end on happy terms (nothing's worse than losing someone and the last thing said was in anger), and that my life was spent full of laughter, happiness, and love. I perfer to die painlessly in my sleep.
