My Mom and The University of South Florida

My mom was a good student. In fact, she had  went to S.D.S.U. and was a foreign exchange student in Mexico with us three girls, she was then accepted to UofU, where she had a strange teacher (What does the Bee say, BUuuuzzzzzz Bzzzzzz, as an example) 

We went to Hawaii because mom was accepted to BYU Hawaii, a life long dream of hers to go there. (My life long dream to return to Hawaii, my spiritual home place) 
Mom then went to BYU Provo, and we then went to USU to go to school. While mom was there my mom and dad were dating. Mom was living with us girls in the little dorms on Campus and Dad was living in dorms on the other side of us, about 5 complexes away. My uncle and his wife (whom I have never ever liked and yes, she is not a good person) Also were going to USU and they lived not too far from us as well. 
  After Blue had flown away (My sister, D can be thanked for that) I was trying to get my mom to buy me a turtle. 
My mom on the other hand, had other plans. Mom wanted to go to University of South Florida in Tampa. And she was accepted. We were packed and moving. I was excited to go to Florida. I wanted to go there. 

But dad had other plans. Dad was not dad at the time. He was just L, a Professor in Psychology and had his PhD in Psychology and Philosophy, and looked just like Ricardo Montalban. Of course, a younger version of Ricardo. And so, I called him Ricardo. Which, did not go off too well, but D thought it was funny. Lorenzo was deeply madly in love with mom. I did not like that because it was mom and my sisters and myself ALL these years. How can ONE GUY Swoon in and get my mom and take her away from all my dreams? Mom was captivated though, and a Ricardo Montalban look alike,(I mean, he really looked like Ricardo Montalban) I thought, needed to go down. 
Mom was going to University of Southern Florida, and L and mom had this long History and relationship. It was off and on. In my little child eyes, mom could do nothing wrong and L needed to be out of the picture. L was moving back to Provo because he was teaching there in the fall. Mom was going to be accepted to the University of Southern Florida, and so we were moving to Tampa. Until Lorenzo proposed to mom. (This is the man I refer to as dad all these times and all these years. When I started calling him dad will be quite sometime later.) 
  L proposed and mom accepted. So, instead of Florida, off to Provo we went. (I was annoyed but I was closer to my childhood friend, Heather,and that made me most happy)

So, from Fifth Grade all the way through High School we lived in the same home. And that was our stability.