Sweet Sixteen

Sat, 12 Dec 2009 23:00:49 GMT

It's been 11 weeks since I last posted... wow. I had really meant for writing in this journal to become a regular thing... oops.
Oh well, I'm writing now.

When I was younger, I used to love reading, all the time. I always had a new novel, along with my junior high text books. I always ignored it when people told me reading was boring and stupid, because I knew otherwise. And yet, once highschool started, I stopped reading, aside from the required reading books, and even then I was terrible about having the needed pages read on time.

But hallelujah, I've started reading again! It kind of feels like a small piece of me was lost, and now its found, and I love it :)

I'm currently reading The Lovely Bones (I refuse to see the movie before I read the book!), and I haven't been able to put it down, at all. I'm also constantly thinking about what I want to read next... maybe a Civil War story (I'm absolutely fascinated by it) or maybe a story about the Greek Gods. In class we're reading Frankenstein, and I'm really excited about that :) Oh, how I have missed books!

Another thing... last night I tried The Veggie Grill for the first time, and I'm IN LOVE!! It's completely vegetarian, and specializes in burgers and sandwiches... yeah, that confused me at first, too. They have "chickin" (yes, that is how it's supposed to be smelled) sandwiches and burgers. They use a meat substitute, which I would LOVE the recipe for, that really tastes, looks, and has the same texture as chicken. I got the Bayou Chickin Sandwich (and I saw The Princess and the Frog later that night... Bayou Chickin, then a movie from the Bayou :)), and sweet potato fries that are to die for! It seems like a mix between fast food and a sit down restaurant, because you order up front, then they give you a number to put on your table for when they bring you your food. Its all super healthy, and they use real, washable silverware, plates and cups, which I loved! The Veggie Grill seriously has me considering becoming a vegetarian.
Also, the girls my friend and I saw in the restaurant were so pretty and had perfect figures, and Ive been wondering if that has anything to do with being a vegetarian... Vain as it is, that might be reason enough for me to become one.

Christmas is 2 weeks away, and Im thrilled!! I absolutely love being creative and figuring out what I should get for the important people in my life (: It also gives me another reason to spend hours in the mall, which I loveee! And then after I shop, I can grab a book, and read and eat at The Veggie Grill. Yummmy :)

Yoga <3

Thu, 24 Sep 2009 05:52:35 GMT

My new love. Have you tried it? Seriously, it's amazing! Even if I am sore in muscles I didn't know I had!

Besides, one of my yoga instructors (there are two) played She Wolf during class. It made my day to (attempt to) shimmy while still in Warrior 2.

My Guilty Pleasure

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 07:13:18 GMT

Guilty Pleasure #1:

http://www.theknot.com/ <3

Obviously, it's a wedding planning website, and dear lord do I love it!! Of course, I'll be keeping that a secret for a while. Honestly, what 16-18 year old guy wants to date a girl whose already picked out several different wedding dresses and venues? Not many. But I can't help it!
I love looking at other peoples weddings, seeing their faces all bright and happy, and then considering what my own wedding. Nothing makes me happier on a sucky day than going to this website. It's my therapy.

My other favorite site for weddings...

http://disneyweddings.go.com/site/gate/index.jsp?backLocation=wvh

*wistful sigh*

<3 <3 <3

Back To School!

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 07:06:18 GMT

Back to school on Thursday! It's weird, but I'm super excited. Not for the actual school part, with homework and test and grades (great, I really need to hear just how not good enough I am), but to see everyone. I love meeting new people. I met one of my best friends on the first day of my freshman year, so I now love first days of school :) Also, I just got a new haircut. It used to be right around my chest, and now its down to my chin. BIG CHANGE! I love to shock and amaze :) I saw one of my best guy friends yesterday, and he was stunned by my new look (But he could be biased. He used to be in love with me.), so I'm taking that as a good sign.

I signed up for a few classes which I'm really excited for. I'm still taking the basics (Algebra 2, English, Chemistry), but I'm also taking Drawing & Painting, Journalism, and Spanish!!
-I'm really psyched for Drawing & Painting, because I think I want to get into animation....
-Journalism just sounds fun.
-And my excitement for Spanish is odd... last year, I despised it, but a week ago, I saw this documentary, "Which Way Home" It broke my heart!! I keep picturing myself driving to the border and adopting one of the little boys, but with my limited Spanish language skills, that wont be easy.

I'm also excited because I'm that much closer to graduating c:

ANGSTANGSTANGST...

Wed, 02 Sep 2009 06:12:09 GMT

Wow, I haven't updated in a while... It's weird, there were so many days where I'd be out, and some brilliant thought would pop into my head and I'd be all, "Damn! I've got to write about this!", and then I go home and flop down in front of the TV. Seriously, I haven't even updated my post on how wonderful Oklahoma was! How lazy am I? So, I'll probably have a lot to say in this post, and maybe some updating in the others. I'm not sure. It's going to be a very emotional post, though...

One of the things I wanted to write about was all of the "ifs" in my life. How different I could be if my life hadn't changed the way it has. What if my parents hadn't divorced? What if I never left Michigan with my mom? What if I never left Washington? What if we had stayed in California the first time we moved here, instead of moving back to Michigan a month later, only to leave again for Washington, and then to California? What if I was more social and outgoing, like the girls I sometimes envy? What if I had moved back in with my dad last year? I always wonder, would I have been a person if some of these things had or hadn't happened? I have friends, but I don't think I have any real connections with anyone. You know what I mean? I don't have anyone that I could tell anything to, that I'm completely comfortable with. I think I've lost the ability to let someone in, and I think that's because of how many times I've had to move and leave everyone behind. Worse than that? I'm more than ready to pick up and leave again as soon as I graduate. When I was visiting my dad, he went all Life Lessons on me, because he doesn't want me to make the mistakes he has, and one of his questions for me to think about is, "Where is your home?" I don't know.

I hate being 16. I hate seeming like a little angsty teenage girl.I hate how lonely I feel. I hate feeling like, at the rate I'm going, I just might end up another statistic for how many girls from divorced parents end up looking for love in the wrong places. I hate how fake I feel sometimes, and how much I want people to like me, so I don't say the things I want to say, and I don't do the things I want to do. I hate how tomorrow morning, I look back at this, and make the excuse that it was just a bad case of PMS. I hate how even I think I sound like a little angsty teenager.

I hate that smart guys intimidate me. Especially since those are the guys I'm attracted to. Smart and sexy. Even if they probably aren't the type to take me to Disneyland just because it's one of my favorite places. I hate how some guys probably think I'm immature because my favorite place is Disneyland.

I hate how I can't accept myself the way I am, and am too scared of what everyone else thinks of me.

I hate how I often go to bed with a broken heart.

I really hate how many times I just used the words "I hate."

So, my best guy friend just got engaged after knowing the girl for 5 months. He's 38 years old, he watches scary movies with me, and treats me like an adult. He was the first guy I called after some perv was hitting on me and tried to get me to go to his apartment, and he stayed on the phone, even though I was crying so bad that he couldn't understand a word I was saying. One time, when he was drunk, he said that he thinks I'm so great and that I have a great personality, and that if I was older, he would have asked me out.
When I heard the news that he was engaged, I couldn't help but be a little heartbroken (okay, more than a little).
I know that that's wrong of me, and I'm 16, but still.

I'll probably end up adding more later... I'm sorry if this post just annoyed the crap out of whoever reads this.

Visiting la familia...

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 03:09:18 GMT

SO. Oklahoma was great! I always forget how much I love my Dad's side of the family until I see them again. And jeez, do I love them. I wish I could have stayed longer, but Dad has to go work now, meaning we had to fly up to his house, so now I'm staying with his new family. Still wishing I was back in Oklahoma. I'll break down how my week there was for you, starting with the day I flew out.

Saturday: My alarm didn't go off on time, leaving me with 10 minutes to get ready before I had to leave for the airport. THANK GOD I showered the night before *phew*, and didn't require a ton of make-up. Soooo, then we got to the airport, and there was a long line to check in the check my bag and everything, so we ended up being 5-10 minutes past the 45 minute mark for checking bags. &#^&!%#(*@!^# The very rude lady behind desk told me that I could either reschedule my flight, or carry my bag on the plane BUT that would mean dumping all of my liquids. (Liquids being; shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, moisturizer, SPF lotion, and my other body lotion) It was a difficult choice, but thankfully my mom was there to take all of my products and lotions home. Still, bummer. Both of the flights were fine though. I had a connection, and both flights got in around 20-30 minutes early, so that's always good :) I waited for my Dad (he flew in and met me in Oklahoma) at his gate, and then we met up with my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin, and they drove us to my grandparents house in the country. Love it there! That night was pretty calm. Lots of catching up with the family, and I helped my Uncle make dinner (Yummm, steak and grilled veggies!). Earlier that day, George, my grandparents very old neighbor, brought a pie over because he knew my Dad and I were arriving, so we had this odd, fluffy, lemony, very delicious pie for dessert. Throughout the week, George brought over 3 different desserts for my family, and it was always fun to dissect the dessert and figure out what it was, because he never gave them names. :)

Sunday: The entire family came down!! That includes me, my dad, my Bobo and Grandsandy (what I call my grandparents), my Uncle John and Aunt Jenny, their two kids, Cliff and Jacey, plus Jacey's husband and two sons, River and Parker, my Uncle Gary and Aunt Kathi, their son Grant, and my Great-Uncle Jim. Thats a lot of people for a relatively small house. My cousin Jacey and her husband Justin and their boys live on a farm (which is weird if you knew Jacey when she was younger), so they brought over a truck full of home grown watermelon and cantaloupe (plus a few good stories about farm life :) ), and it was soooo good! For dinner we had party sized Olive Garden take out and chocolate cake. It was great to see everyone, and see how much the boys have grown and see their personalities. Both River and Parker were pretty shy with me, but all of a sudden, when they got into the car to go, they started yelling out my name to get my attention and say goodbye to me. It was the funniest thing!! They're such cute boys :)

I'll type up the rest later....

Stupid cliches stuck in my head...

Fri, 24 Jul 2009 23:02:49 GMT

I know I've been going a little post-crazy lately (3 in 2 days, plus another one later tonight, most likely), but I've been thinking a lot lately. Nothing important I guess, just about the silly little things that make me happy.
Or, they would make me happy... if I had them... which I don't.

I can't stop thinking about how amazing it would be if I was in the Disney College Program, and I met my "Prince Charming", and we would do all of those silly little cliched romantic things you can do in a Disney Park. Like watching the many fireworks shows together, and eating in all of the restaurants in the World Showcase, and just falling in love in general. Romantic dates on the BoardWalk.*sigh*

And then I think about all of the perfect places I could meet him at, in the park. Since I'm going to the gym right after I finish this post (writing down that I'm going to go guarantees that I will :) ), I was thinking that I could meet him at Disney's Wide World of Sports Complex, because I always see the cutest guys when I'm working out... Or, I could meet him while I'm watching the fireworks show! We'll notice each other, and we'll just know. Or maybe we would meet at one of those cute parties I see pictures of on the Disney College Program website.

I am far too obsessed with love and finding my very own Prince Charming... :) The best part is that if I met him in the program, I wouldn't have to worry about him thinking I'm weird for my Disney obsession. He'd like me for me, and hopefully love Disney as much as I do, and it would all just be perfect <3

I'll edit and update this post later tonight.

The Perfect Pair of Jeans

Fri, 24 Jul 2009 06:53:23 GMT

I'm on a mission. A mission to find the perfect pair of jeans. On sale, of course. Perfect jeans do not come cheap, until they're out of season... I think. I really don't pay attention to seasons of clothing, aside from no sweatshirts in the summer. I shop for what feels right, and looks good. And that means a pair of jeans that make my butt look fabulous, whether I've been going to the gym lately or not. These jeans would make my legs look great, no matter how tall, thin, and gorgeous the amazon standing next to me is.
Plus, you know, they won't stretch after wearing them for a day (one pair of jeans that I own always stretches out after I wear them, so even if they're still clean, I can't wear them again until I put them through the wash to tighten them back up (Jeans are meant to be durable, ladies. You can wear them twice before washing them...maybe even 3 times?)) I digress. These jeans will also have adorable pocket art :)
If the girls of The Sisterhood can find these jeans, then gosh darn it, so can I!

Thank goodness I live right across the street from a mall with at least 3 stores full of brand name jeans!

I do wish I knew more about fashion though... and what I should be looking for... but hey, trying random pairs of jeans on and posing in front of a dressing room mirror until I find something I like is always fun :)

On another note: Good news today!
1) My mom brought up buying me a car around Christmas time! True, I've been 16 for around 6 months now and still don't have a permit, but I have good reason. I didn't know my parents would be willing to get me a car! See, even if I had a license, I live with my mom, and she has a very pretty little BMW. Like heck is she going to let me drive it, unless I'm supervised. So I figured, what's the point of having a license unless you have a car? Needless to say, I'll be going to my local DMV for a permit test within a week :)
2) My mom and her boyfriend fell in love with a house! Meaning we might be moving out of the apartment soon! Hallelujah!

And now I have to get back to my summer school homework to maintain that A I mentioned earlier...

With love...

My Summer So Far...

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 05:51:15 GMT

Okay, well, so far, my summer is nothing to brag about.

Since I majorly screwed up freshman year and got a D in global, I'm retaking it for summer school. That's right, I'm being a responsible adult and taking responsibility for my mistakes! But I'll confess, it really isn't terrible. In fact, it's really easy... but that might be because I still know everything from freshman year (I didn't apply myself, that's how I ended up with a D). Along with already knowing everything, it's just an easy class. We get one homework assignment for the week, and then on friday, we take a quick test. That's it. How people are managing to fail this the second time around when we only have two assignments a week absolutely baffles me. Adding on to that little piece of awesomeness, my teacher doesnt start class till 15 minutes after the bell, gives us a 10 minute break, and almost always lets us out 15-30 minutes early. !@^*)#)&@& All of that extra free time is spent playing BS in the back of the room :) Im getting an A in the class, so it should really help my GPA :)

Outside of summer school, I just hang out with friends. I've never really been into partying (I've seen or heard about far too many girls getting drunk, high, pregnant, and so many girls that no longer come to school wearing a purity ring.), so it's mainly movie nights, shopping, pool/beach, or just hanging out. And babysitting :)

Wow, do I sound boring...

Next Saturday, the day after I get out of summer school, I leave for Oklahoma for a week. That shouldn't be terrible... I'll get to see my grandparents, and more family from my dads side. I'm also hoping that I can convince my grandma to make a pie or two with me :) Gotta love southern cooking! We'll also be painting my grandparents house, so that'll be some good ole family bonding! :)
And then my dad and I are off on a plane ride to Chicago, and then a 7 hour train ride into a small town in Michigan that you've never heard of and two weeks with my dad and his new family (wife & 3 little girls).

Sun, 19 Jul 2009 06:35:55 GMT

The Walt Disney World College Program.

Sun, 19 Jul 2009 04:27:10 GMT

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Oh my. Literally, every time I think about how in 3 years, I will be in the Disney College Program (if I'm accepted, fingers crossed!), I start to hyperventilate a little, start jumping up and down, and have this insane smile literally from ear to ear. If my sophomore history teacher could see me, he'd say I looked like "a small dog who's going to pee on the carpet."

Once I calm down, the "3 more years" part sinks in, and all of the things I have to do in those 3 years if I want to be in the program. SATs, ACTs, bring up my GPA, volunteer hours, extra curricular activities, apply for college... get into college, talk to my grandparents about financing college... survive freshman year of college, convince my grandparents to let me do the program... my mom and grandparents think that it's immature of me to want to be a professional part of the Disney Company. But that's a whole different story, for a different journal entry.

I can survive those 3 years, though. It will be more than worth it :) I'm constantly looking at the program website, and now that I've read everything on that website, I now read about peoples personal experiences in the program. I can't get enough of it!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Dear lord, I'm excited!!!

forget butterflies, I'm so excited to be in the Disney College Program, I have fireworks going off in my tummy. and yes, a few of them look like Mickey Mouse. <3

The Little Mermaid : Original Broadway Cast

Sat, 18 Jul 2009 22:44:16 GMT

The Little Mermaid: Original Broadway Cast Recording

Her Voice - Drew Seeley

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 08:35:59 GMT

LOVE IT!!! The original version is beautiful, but this version is still really nice... fun and modern. So there's a version for whatever mood I'm in - classic Disney, or fun and upbeat :)

"Ladies first, gentlemen."

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 04:20:55 GMT

How refreshing that is!
I was in the elevator, on my way back to the apartment after a trip to the gym, with a mom and her two sons who looked to be around 8 or 9. We live on the same floor, so when the doors opened, I waited because the boys were nearest the door and I expected them to leave first. Then, to my amazement, their mom said "Ladies first, gentlemen." Now that's good parenting!!

Yeah, I know, we're in the 21st century, women are equal, we don't need men to take care of us. Still, does that mean chivalry has to go, too? Can't women still be treated like ladies?

I take the city bus home from school sometimes, as do many kids from my school, and everyone is so rude! Pushing and shoving, trying to get on the bus and get a seat. I mean, big boys, older and tougher, pushing and shoving girls out of the way. Sometimes I see elderly women or pregnant women standing on the bus, and none of the boys on the bus will offer them their seat. I usually see a woman offer up her seat before a boy (when I say boy, I don't mean a child. I just think that all of the teenage boys on the bus aren't mature enough to be called men.) will. How depressing is that?

Besides, if boys don't treat women like ladies, then why should we treat them like men??

When I'm a mother, if I have sons, they will know how to treat women. Ladies first. Please and thank you. Opening doors and watching what they say in front of a lady. And, of course, no means NO.

My Virtual Debut

Tue, 14 Jul 2009 09:02:16 GMT

I know it's late (or early, however you want to look at it), but when I get something in my head, I have to do it ASAP. So, I'm creating a livejournal in the wee hours of a Tuesday morning... Allow me to introduce myself. :)

My name is Cailey. Sorry, no middle or last names. I'm 16 years old, a soon-to-be junior in high school, in sunny Southern California. No, I don't live in Laguna Beach. Or San Diego. Or Los Angeles. Or any other city you've probably heard of. Aside from a few small details, I'm your average teenage girl... blond hair, brown eyes, and braces. Yippee! I think I'll just leave it at that for now... as I continue to write, you'll learn more about me.

If you can't tell yet, this is my first time blogging. In fact, I've never even written in a diary or journal. It never appealed to me, although my Dad always encouraged it (for my 14th birthday, he bought me a journal and a nice pen.), and my sophomore English teacher advised that I write in a journal to improve my writing skills (that was back in September 2008, I think).
So, why now? What’s with the sudden interest to tell an anonymous audience all about me, my life, my ups and downs... the whole shebang? I have no idea. But, I'm a very open person. If I have the time, I will tell an acquaintance my entire life story, with very few exceptions. More times than once, my openness has blown up in my face. So, I figure this is the perfect compromise. I can talk as much, say whatever I want, lash out and whine as much as I need to, with no consequences! Because nobody I know personally will know about this journal (hoping that I can keep my big mouth shut).

I have a lot to say. Loads of opinions, dreams... worries and thoughts. I'll probably contradict myself a lot, and be a little hypocritical at some points... but what teenager doesn't?

My sophomore English teacher told us once that we were adults now - young, inexperienced, and full of mistakes, but adults none the less.

Here we go.