My name is Jessica Lynn Belair.  I was born November 27, 1991 at 2:31AM in Middlesex Hospital, Connecticut. I’m 5’4”, have brown hair with eyes to match, and my favorite color is blue.  I am honest, a good listener, and love to laugh. I am attending the University of Hartford and want to be a physical therapist when I grow up. I don’t care what happens to me as long as I live a happy, successful, and long life that I’m proud of. I’m quiet, but that’s different once someone gets to know me. I’m smart, caring, and love to blast my music and sleep in on weekends.

There are many things that make up who I am but in the simplest terms, I can relate myself to a chocolate chip cookie. Comparing this cookie to my life, I’d say I’m part of a pretty decent batch.  My family and friends are my main ingredients, but there are little parts of me composed of other things. The butter, or glue, that holds me together is my family.  I know that no matter what, they will always be there for me whenever I need them.  My friends are the sugar that make me sweet.  Without my friends, there is no possible way I’d be the same person.  I can’t even begin to imagine my life without them.

There are many ingredients that make me up like my family, friends, even my dog, but the pan which I was baked in was my hometown.  East Hampton is a small town in Connecticut where you know pretty much everyone, and everyone pretty much knows you.  My friends and I would drive around aimlessly for hours complaining about how there was nothing to do in this stupid town.  Now I realize, East Hampton is where I’ve had some of my best experiences and met my best friends. I thought that living in a small town was lame, but now I see it was such a great place to grow up.  It was fairly safe, not too big or loud, and you really can find a lot of ways to have fun just hanging out in the middle of Shaw’s parking lot.