You're So Vain - You Probably Think This Blog Is About You

Hey there,

As you can see (^), I am super excited to see every single one of your pretty little faces!!! I'm sorry - I am basically like a puppy dog ; I get really really really excited around people...and it doesn't help that I have a weak bladder, if you know what I am spraying. :) First, I want to wish my friend, Shelby McRee Strong, a Happy Happy Happy Birthday! Yes, I do know that it was on the 18th...but everyone gets a birthday week...and a few extra days after because, well...I am a little slow. ;)

Look out, world! Shelby is officially 19 years of age!

 

Remember those candles I got you? This is what they were supposed to look like when they were lit. So, close your eyes and blow them out. :) DON'T FORGET TO MAKE A WISH!

And for your birthday, I give you...

TAYLOR SWIFT! :) She wants you to embrace this quote.

 

Anyways, this blog is kinda just a river rushing off of my chest.



Well, my birthday rocked hard! By "rocked hard", I mean that I had a special date that night...with my biology book. Oh man...let me tell you, we had a fantastic time together! No, I wasn't just reading it for kicks and giggles...I actually had a biology exam the next morning. ;) Other than that, it was pretty wonderful. I came back from the library at midnight on my birthday (don't worry - I was walking with my roomie, Maggie), and when I was finally allowed in the door, Megan and Anna surprised me with a cake and beautiful decorations all over the dorm. When I went to work later that morning, the boss of the Action Card office came up to me and said that I was needed in the back. I thought to myself, "are they really going to make me shred 4 huge boxes of papers again?! Its my blasted 19th birthday!" As I slowly (and I mean slowly) walked to the back of the office, I was surprised by an array of people singing "Happy Birthday" to me. I am 100% sure that I turned every color of pink and red in the crayola box, ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Crayola_crayon_colors ). My favorite shade that appeared on my face was Fuzzy Wuzzy - yeah...now you actually have to click that link.;) Later that evening, my brother came over with a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge balloon (it was literally as tall as Anna) and a bundle of flowers for me, it was really sweet. I was even more excited when he told me that it was a miracle that the balloon even made it to my dorm room - basically, it got caught in the door/window of his car multiple times...yeah, I do the same thing when I am trying to escape Tylers speakers, too. Oh yeah! He also gave me...drum roll...the seventh season of One Tree Hill! ;)  Now, my collection, and obsession with the beautiful Nathan Scott, is complete! In all seriousness, I really just want to say that I am very thankful for all of my wonderful friends and family that I have out there. Thanks you guys for making my birthday more than just another hump day. Ya'll are the pea's to my pod. The crayon to my box. The sierra to my mist...well, you know what I mean. :)



 Nathan Scott! Megan said I could have him since it was my birthday - isn't she the sweetest!

This is the canopy made over my bed - it doesn't look exactly like this anymore because...well...things got serious when I tried to make up my bed. There were some lives lost. ;)



I told you they were the same size...which is size "nug". Check the label.

Do you know those quotes that say "If he isn't there for you on your bad days, he doesn't deserve you on your best days?" I'm sure you've all heard something in the same form as that...but like me, never really let it soak in your skull. Well, while I was at D-Now, my friends dad said something to me that actually stuck. "Haley, like her, you've had a few guys in your life that had different plans than you did. Don't ever settle for a guy, because you deserve someone who is going to treat you right no matter what day it is or who he is around." I've been struggling with the fact that it seems as if everyone else has someone special in their life, and I'm just doing the independent dance over here (I am pretty good at it, if I must say). But once he said that, I thought to myself, "Wow. I am only 18 years old. If I live anywhere near as long as Edward does/did...then I have a looooong life ahead of me." I kept repeating to myself, "eighteen...I should be taking trips to places across the country (and not telling random strangers where I live because I don't exactly know anyone in the CIA who can come find me and save me from prostitution), discovering talents that I never knew I had, and making plenty of mistakes (not like "life changing" mistakes" or anything, such as...well, you know all about the sins in this world). I look at all of these kids who are having kids at my age. I have no idea how they are already starting their lives with someone else and a youngster. I have to remind myself to eat every night AND to go to bed before 3:30 every morning. I am still getting used to feeling independent again. Previous years in my life, I was the most independent teenager you could ever lay your two eyes on. I wanted to do absolutely everything myself...except for driving, of course, because I was still a wee bit too young. But I basically did everything else by myself - I still have the burn marks and bruises to prove it! I still consider myself to be semi-independent now, in ways that aren't as good as they should be...like I go on trips and don't tell a single soul where I am going. Now, Alysson has a tracker on my phone and knows my exact location...even when I am just in the mall...in Bath and Body Works...buying lavender-chamomile scents so I can sleep at night. :) ANYWAYS, ladies and gents, I love Channing Tatum just as much as y'all do, and I would definitely not question him if I woke up from a coma to him calling me his wife...(REALLY, RACHEL McADAMS!? REALLY?)...but I have one request from all of y'all. Let's change the WORLD...and they way its tenants handle relationships. These days, everyone's "hooking up" and then breaking up before Wednesday even comes around! I ask myself constantly, "why can't it be like the good ole days when people actually tried to stay together instead of calling it quits because of one stupid fight over something such as...money." I want and need people to start trying again...and to start caring. I picture my parents to be something similar to the Notebook. No, they didn't die together like the characters in the movie...but they ended up together. They are my true definition of love. My mother never left my fathers side when he was sick; he left this world listening to her say how much she loved him...forever and always. I can only imagine the first words my father said to my mother once she hit those pearly gates, after he hugged her, of course..."A penthouse, Angela...really?! AND A SPORTS CAR FOR OUR YOUNGEST DAUGHTER?" Hey dad, now that one was a good decision ;). But that really is love, though...think about it. We all really just want to be wanted back...for more than five minutes. But before you can fall under the love spell...you first have to go find your independence. "You can't be with someone else before you can actually live by yourself." I will let you know how it all works out.



I bet he would walk to the edge of the ocean just to fill her jar with sand...well, once he's done, you know, doing that...



I want to take a moment and tell you all something about my life. Within the past week, I've had more haters than Britney Spears when she decided that shaving her head was a good idea. As you all know, I've wanted to be a dentist since I came out of my mothers belly. I love teeth, but I hadn't always loved mine. When I was a little kid, I was always picked on because of my crooked tooth. I begged my dentist for years to do something to make my tooth straight. All he told me was that it would figure itself out (I'm guessing it "figured" out it wanted to stay exactly the same). So, I decided to take matters in my own hands. Yes, little ole me...already working on peoples mouths. Well, one day, I snuck to the back of our house and started gently tapping that tooth with a mallet - these are mostly used to put bookshelves back together. After a few taps, I quickly realized that that was not going to work. It took me a little while to ignore the jokes and finally figure out that my classmates were just jealous because they couldn't slerp a spaghetti noodle through the gaps between their teeth - yeah, it's a special talent, bruh. But not everyone is like me. Some people are so embarassed about their teeth that they quit smiling all together. I want to be the person who changes that. Lately, I've had everyone and their blasted boyfriends (yeah, I'm coming for you, honey boo boo) say how I basically won't be able to make it as a Dentist. Also, I've had people who I truly considered my "friend" tell me they don't know why I am even trying to do dentistry. I just want to interject that nothing in my life has been all that easy yet, and I honestly wasn't expecting it to get any easier now. So, BOOM - chew on those words for a few moments, please ma'am ;). But, there is also another teenie tiny problem. I've discovered something else I love to do - write. Sometimes, I imagine myself having a number of my novels on the New York Times Best Sellers List - you know, becoming the next big thing - or even writing for a magazine. What a wonderful life, right? But just like dentistry, I have numerous people doubting my capabilities. Do you know Carrie Bradshaw from Sex in the City? Well, I picture myself living the same life as her and let me just say...I look good. :) I want to write stuff that makes someone feel something they've never felt before. I want to make people realize all of the precious things in their lives before it is too late...before it's really too late. I want to give someone that little bit of inspiration that they needed just so they could make it through the rest of their day. Mostly, I want to change someones life, because there are so many people (which consists of most of you who are reading this) who have changed mine. But, like always, my mind starts racing, and I begin to wonder, "what if I run out of things to say?" Shortly after my mind says that, my haters find me and assure that I could never be a writer. "You'll never make it in that world, Haley." Let me get this straight...that world is toooootally different from this one, correct? Oh, okay - yeah. That makes total sense, because that world has purple people eaters that will sleep under my bed at night waiting for me to place my feet on the floor so they can snatch me up and take me to their world where they eat eye-balls and listen to William Hung religiously. Wshooo...you are so right, I WOULD NEVER MAKE IT IN THAT WORLD...no, seriously...I can't take William Hung's voice. Anyways...here is one thing I want everyone to remember...no matter whether the people that are doubting you are your best friend or your boyfriend...guess what...they aren't you. Go do what YOU want to do in this life! This is YOUR shot, YOUR moment to change the world...don't let someone take that away from you. Guess what...I'll always believe in you. Promise.



Yes, that even includes all of you who dream about becoming mermaids. :)



"You gave up me for lint? The funny and sad thing is...I'm trying to do the exact same thing. So...how's it working out for you?...Yeah...same here."

 I hope you all have a wonderful weekend/SPRING BREAK! I am looking forward to my week off...CAUSE I AM GOING TO SLEEEEEEP THE WHOLE BLASTED TIME..and of course, hang out with the most amazing people! I hope y'all do the exact same. :) OH YEAH - I am so sorry that I haven't wrote in a long time. Honestly, I have been experiencing writers block. Guess what, though. I made it through...and I may have multiple ideas for my very first BOOK! Did you just pee a little? I know I sure did. ;)



Love, forever and always,
Haley

 "Do you wanna run away together?
I would say that was your best line, ever.
Too bad I fell for it."
The Good Kind - The Wreckers