Tara Davis

Blogger extraordinaire. One day that'll be my title. *dreamily looks to the skies i.e my dirty roof*. But it's a little known fact to my friends that I used to be the politest of girls and I dare you to find someone kinder. Go on! So rather than tell them and watch as their faces to turn to horror, I thought I'd share it with the whole fucking internet! ?<------ bit of an exaggeration... Not that many people will read this, at least until I'm famous.

Let's start at the beginning; I was born in Brisbane Martyr Children's Hospital in Australia to the most amazing woman anyone will ever meet - my mother Theresa (weak ass pun) - and my Spanish as father Robert (Roberto). They were never married so I have my mother's maiden name, Davis. I haven't seen my father in nearly thirteen years but before you lose your shit and sob for me, it's not a sad thing, nor is it good. He's just someone that I don't really know.

In primary school I was a sweet little girl who only tried to please people, until about grade five. I was friends with a girl that was used to pleasing herself. She was also a bully and being the person I was and trying to please everyone, I tried to please her. This did not end so well for me, I ended up stealing a phone off another girl in my grade and some stuff from our school book fair (rubbers etc...) the girl I was friends with stole three phones but said it was me. Now before you lose all respect for me I would like to point out that I felt a massive amount of guilt and ended up telling the principal, my mum and the girl I stole it from the whole truth, and honestly, nothing but the truth. This event on it's own was a major turning point in my life and I think I'm far better off for it and a better person.

I left my primary school at the end of grade six to start high school at honestly the most amazing school in the world. The same school I'm at now and yes if your wondering I am a private school girl but I'm not a rich girl by any means. My mother works her butt off and goes without just for me to go to a good school and I'm forever grateful for that. At this school I've met three people that started my life and make it. My three best friends; Sam (who poshly prefers being called Samuel, GAY), Hamish (or Smishypoo, swish, ass hole etc...) and Alice (This girl is literally the most amazing person I have ever met), and thus began my life.