Shay Carl an Inspiration

So I watch a Vlogger on Youtube named ShayCarl. He has several different Channels but the one he posts on the most is his Vlogging channel called the Shaytards. Shay is a 32 year old  Mormon Father of 4 Very out going and Crazy.  I have been enjoying watching his Video's which he posts every single day for the last 4 years. But the point of me writing this is Shay's life this last year. He has inspired me so much. When i started watching his videos 4 years ago Shay was an over weight man weighing in at close too 300 Pounds. And to be Honest that was the reason i first started watching him because He was over weight and He was still so out going and crazy and he put himself out there on the internet for the whole world to see. And as of today July 29, 2012 Shay has run 3rd marathon!

Shay has a channel in which he Calls ShayLoss and for years he has dieted on and off like everyone else.  In his own words he was Sick of being over weight and not being able to play with his kids. So he finally decided to do something about it and to stick with it this time. And he vlogged the whole thing. He didn't do anything special or unique all he did was eat healthier and exercise. Shay has a few quotes and i think they are very true "The Secrets of the world are hidden behind the word clique" " Time and pressure that's all it is"  So for over a year now Shay has been eating healthy and exercising and has lost over 100 Pounds and is now in the 180 range. It makes me wish i started when he did.

Shay is so inspiring. If this Father of 4 can get up off his butt and do it why cant everyone else? He is a normal guy he didn't have any help except encouragement from his friends and Family and he did it.And he was able to run his first Marathon which i will admit when i watched the video for that i balled my eyes out and was screaming in my head GO SHAY GO. This man that i have never met has moved me to tears and had me rooting for him. Just because i watched his journey and the process of making himself healthier.

Shay has always called his Subscribers on Youtube his Family and has said you are all are my children and i want you to be healthy and live long life's and be everything you can be. He wants us to share our story's with him and he wants to see our pictures. He is not some High and mighty guy who couldn't give to sh*ts who we are. He cares about us and he wants us to Succeed in life.

Im going to attach all of Shay's youtube links here and i am also going to attach the link for the marathon he ran I hope you all will start to watch him and let him and his family inspire you to. I only hope that I can finally stick to it and do it.


















Marathon Vlog
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0G5J6aAVv0&list=FLsxrfWp_0W24Iuyuoic2uRg&index=23&feature=plpp_video

Shay's Channels
http://www.youtube.com/shayloss
http://www.youtube.com/shaytards
http://www.youtube.com/shaycarl
http://youtube.com/iphoneTARD
Google+ http://gplus.to/ShayCarl
Facebook: http://facebook.com/ShayCarlBook
Twitter: http://twitter.com/ShayCarl & http://twitter.com/Katilette





Instagram: http://followgram.me/ShayCarl

DRAMA

So i am going to rant and rave  today so don't mind me.. Ia giving you fair warning now. My life hasn't been the happiest lately and it all seems to revolve around my home life. Nothing has changed here but then again i never thought it would so that is no surprise!! It has just gotten worse and worse. and the worst moment was just a few days ago. I got into a fight with my mom and she wouldn't let me speak she wouldn't let me explain any thing she just continued to cut me off and wouldn't stop so i would not let her past me i would not move so she could walk away. She kept telling me to  move and i kept saying no not in-till you let me speak and she just continued to cut me off. My mom then threatened to call the cops on me cause i wouldn't move and my step dad of course had to put his 2 cents in with screaming and yelling so i finally screamed FUCK YOU BOTH, and he went psycho on me he put him hands on me and pushed me back in-till i ran into a whole bunch of junk and pushed me down and continued to hold me there and pushing me over and over screaming at me while im screaming cause i am hurt. My mom finally pulled him off of me and all she had  to say was for me to go in the house not are you hurt are you OK? just go in the house. I go in the house crying bawling and i take my shirt off i have a cut on my arm and a lot of scratches. She comes inside and says nothing at all to me. He comes in a little later and asks her Do you want me to call the cops or are you? and i started Yelling GO ahead call the cops i will let them know how you put your hands on me and hurt me.
   And the screaming just starts all over again with my mom Defending him and i ask her you seriously do not cause that he physically put his hands on me and hurt me and she said no she did not care. Ag some point i end up calling me grandma asking to come stay with her and she called my grandpa and he called my mom and my grandma then calls me back and after a bit of talking all she has to say is well keep in touch. I guess my family really doesn't care and they have given up on me. For me to call for help because some on put their hands on me and hurt me and all you have to say is well keep in touch is bullshit, N-E-Ways I haven't said one word to my step father sense then and don't plan on it anytime soon but i do know one thing if he ever p0uts his hands on me again there will be no question i will call the cops!

Birthday

Well yesterday was my birthday! Yay me! Lol I had an ok day but it was pretty boring. I worked Friday night into Saturday morning my shift is 11pm to 5 am so i worked for part of it. I ended up getting sick about 30 min before the end of my shift that was no fun!! After i got out of bed that day i mostly sat around and did nothing at all. Watched a bit of Netflix played on the computer a bit and later that night i went out to eat. This has become a birthday weekend for me as tonight im am going to a friends house to do a bit of drinking for my birthday and tomorrow i am going to the Renaissance fair.

  I love the fair i always have and i try to go every year! So people think its stupid but i think its alot of fun and its interesting. I cant wait to go!!

  Well enough about all of that lets talk about some of the other things that are on my mind. I want to talk about my best friend in the whole world! I'm just going to call her Patrie. Sometime you will see me refer to her as Trie so don't get confused its the same person! So i love Trie to death i believe we were always meant to be in each others lives in some way. We met each other about 6 years ago on a game called Second Life of SL for short and we have been friends ever sense. I mean dont get me wrong we have had our fair shares of fights but no matter how bad those fights are or how many bad things we same to each other we always come back to one another no matter what.

  Trie means so much to me and i am so glad to have her in my life! She has helped me through so much and i have helped her through a lot too. I think of her as my sister. And as my Soul mate. I know that sounds kind of weird but i mean soul mate as in we were ment to be in each others lives as the best of friends. We get along so well. But we also fight and argue but who cares our friendship would be pretty boring if we got along all the time. The fighting brings some flavor into our relationship. I know i have said before to people. I hate her i will never talk to her again, and they have told me yes you will you guys are best friends and i would tell them no this time is different i will never talk to her again. And sure enough no matter what a couple of days later we would be talking to each other like nothing had happened.

  I've seen a post on Facebook that i think is very and i think basically describe me and Patrie    

"A best friend doesn't care when you're broke, being a witch, what you weigh, if you don't see them for months, if your house is a mess, what you drive, about your past, or if your family is filled with crazy people. Your conversations pick up where they left off, even if they have been months or years apart. They love you for who you are."

If that isn't a best friend then i don't know what is! I am hoping that one day soon she will be able to move closer to me or we could live together because that would mean the world to me. I couldn't think of a better person then Patrie and i couldn't think of a better person to live with then your best friend! 


If you're alone, I'll be your shadow.  If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder.  If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow.  If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile.  But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.  ~Author Unknown

The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.  ~Author Unknown

Just Some Things to say.....

Hi, You can call me Pandora. Obviously that is not my real name but you don't need to know that. Here are a few things about me. I'm a 27 year old Female who lives in the USA. I can be your best friend or your enemy only you can decided that. I am very loyal to my friends and I am usually the one who you can turn to and talk to or help you with something if you need it. I will give you a few chance but if you keep messing up you are dead to me and not my friend anymore.

  I still live at home as i have no money. For the last 26 years of my life it has always been just me and my mom and maybe her occasional boyfriend. That has always been fine with me. My father never wanted me in his life he stood in front of a judge while i was right there and denied i was his daughter even tho the blood test proved that i was. I accepted that if he didn't want me in his life i didn't want him in mine. I found out while i was still a teenager i had a brother and Sister. I wanted desperately to find them and have a relationship with them but i never knew thier last name or how to find them.

  A few years ago 2 or 3 years my mom got a instant message on facebook from a woman she seemed to know i belive it was my brother and sister's aunt. She informed my mom that my Dad George died a few months before from a heart attack. My mom called me into the room and told me what had happened. I had no emotions (Why would i have any for a man who didnt love me enough to be a father to me?) all i said was "Ok ask her about my brother and sister". When she did the lady told her thier last names and that i could find heather on myspace.

  Well needless to say i was right on the computer searching. When i finally found her i felt like everything was finally right. I emailed her and shocked the hell out of her. She knew nothing about me she didn't even know she had an older sister which i thought was strange sense her mother knew about me. We found out later that it seemed everyone know but no one thought to inform Heather and Jeff about this. I have spent the last couple of years getting to know her thought emails and such and finally got to meet her and my brother a few weeks back and i loved every minute of it.

  This last year my mom got married. Shocked the hell out of me and everyone else because my mom had always said she would get married when hell froze over. So someone check out hell for me its probably full of ice. I like her husband for the most part. But he makes me feel about an inch tall sometimes and makes me feel like i am a idiot. I am use to my life a certain way its been the same way for 26 years. I can't change everything in just a few months time but to me it seems that he thinks i should.  He makes me feel like an idiot because i dont know how to check the oil in the car and stupid things like that. It seems like with him i do nothing right. I dont do the dishes right i dont clean right i dont do anything right. He always thinks im lying. I will admit sometimes i am but most of the time i am not. 

  To tell you all the truth i don't feel like i am a part of this family anymore. I'm just an outsider someone who use to be part of the family. Now I'm just the inconvenience that live in the house and everyone wishes would leave. The family is now Mom, my Step-Dad and my Step Sister. It's all about them. A couple of months back my step sister was here for her weekend and she was in their room sitting on their bed so i went in there to talk. A few min later my step dad comes in and asks why is every in his room it is too small for us all to be in there. My mom says i thought you told her to come in here and my step father replies Yea i told my daughter to come in here not her. So i dropped the game DVD i was looking at talking to my step sister about and said OK so I'm not wanted and walked out of the room. My mom made him feel like shit about it and he came and said he was sorry but just looking at him and in his eyes i felt he was only saying sorry to make my mom get off his back.

dont have to make me feel like a peacie of dirt like i am not wanted and that im not loved.

  I'm sorry to whoever would be reading this. I didn't mean to get all emotional at the end but these things happen. I will write again soon.....