I'm Running With Wolves And I'm On The Prowl

    

Hey there, beach bums!

As some peoples spring breaks are finally beginning, others, like mine, have sadly been over. Let me tell you what...this spring break was quite different compared to the years prior. I didn't go the beach like my skin desperately begged me to do...but I did do something way better - dream. Oh boy...look at you drooling over there with curiosity.  Hold on tight; we will eventually get there.

For the first few days, I slaved away at my house trying to clean it and figure out what all I wanted to keep. If you just pictured me looking like Cinderella, then you have the right idea. If you didn't, I gave you a little help with that image at the end of this paragraph. Anyways, the final date for me to take the last few steps in my house is slowly creeping up, in which a new family will take it over and make it their new home. Before they were going to have the opportunity to do that, I FINALLY had to fully clean out my four closets, which were completely slam-packed with my clothes. I am sure you guys are probably asking yourselves, "Haley - how did you possibly manage to fill FOUR closets with only YOUR clothes?" It's quite simple, really. When my mother and sister ordered me to go through my closet, I would just take a few things out and hide them in my brothers closet. Then, I would use the fact that I had just cleaned out my closet as an excuse for buying new clothes...then vuah-la, I had four closets! I did take the time this go around to look through the clothes before chunking them in a box to be sent to the Christian Service Center. Within my abundance of t-shirts, I uncovered cheerleading shirts from Middle school, which were all a blasted youth size - yes, I even tried to put them on my body. Lets just say that they didn't work. I basically looked like an over-sized child - not cute. But, I still secretly kept a few things because they were precious memories and I really want to make some kind of...I don't know...art thingy out of them! Yes..I am still attending my weekly meetings at Hoarders Anonymous! Besides, my name was plastered on the back of some of these shirts. It was obvious that I had to at least keep those shirts...and then some. ;)Shhh...don't tell anyone.



Actual picture from Saturday - yes, that is seriously my skin color.

The Tuesday when my family left is when the real party started. Okay...it wasn't necessarily a "party", but I was finally able to begin my relaxation process. After wishing them all safe travels and waving them off, I walked into my house, triple locking every door, put on my jammies and face mask, then laid on the couch and read every magazine that I could reach without having to get up. I flipped through the pages, closed the magazine, grabbed another one - it was an endless cycle, until I uncovered my newest Seventeen Magazine with Lily Collins plastered across the front. You may be thinking, "who the crap is she?" Don't worry - that's not the point. After flipping through the magazine, I randomly landed on page 90 and was unable to find the muscle strength in my arms to continue flipping the page - I figured that it was just meant to be. I quickly found out that it was a checklist that was basically supposed to help you figure out why you are still single. Depending on the color of the boxes you checked, there were corresponding paragraphs at the end of the page describing in full detail what the heck was wrong with you. With a smile on my face and a red ink pen, I began to work my magic. Once I finished with the "quiz", I couldn't help but notice all of the red marks - it looked as if someone had been murdered on top of this particular magazine page. I quickly checked my pen to see if it had exploded without me knowing...unfortunately, it hadn't. I began by analyzing all the red check marks that I had made, and suddenly I stopped and noticed one particular answer choice that was marked. It read, "you're convinced that all guys break hearts, lie, cheat, ect." I slowly looked up at my reflection in the window next to my front door (also realizing I still had my cucumber face mask on) and thought to myself, "Have you really already became a bitter old woman? You've been 19 for barely a month!" I even started checking my face for wrinkles and liver spots. At that particular moment, I threw the magazine down and realized it was time for a change in my little ole life. I stood up and walked over to the photo albums placed on my empty bookshelf. Like a little kid with absolutely no arm strength, I slowly slid each of them off the shelf and pushed their heavy covers open, unveiling two young adults standing around beautiful, pink flowers and smiling like they didn't have a problem, or a child, in the world. My eyes started to form a glaze as I continued scanning the other pages with photos. There were some of them hugging on each other as if they didn't care who was watching them, and others of them acting like they were merely teenagers, just recently finding their place in this massive world. I pushed the photo album away from my body, then proceeded to lay on it as if it were a pillow. After closing my eyes, my mind began to drift off to a perfect fairytale world.

This was a perfect, sunny day. The wind was at a slight breeze and the sky was doing that whole "I am going to be pink and exotic" thing. I decided to take a drive down the street with the car windows down, allowing my hair to fully embrace a new "wind-blown" look. The radio was playing the perfect songs, so I decided I needed to turn it up and allow everyone the same enjoyment that I was feeling. My eyes traveled to the side of the road where a guy was power walking down the road with a muscle shirt and basketball shorts on. Liz Phair was practically screaming my name in her song when she sang the lyrics, "walking down the street and I hardly know you...it's just like were meant to be." My first thought was, "please don't tell me that Taylor Lautner is in town and I didn't get the Facebook invite." After glancing at his face, clearly forgetting about the road, I suddenly realized that I knew him. Not thinking twice, I quickly screamed his name from my car window and waved once he discovered where the screeching voice was coming from. Before I could turn left on the next available street, my phone suddenly lit up with his name appearing across the screen. The message read, "Haley...wow, it's been a while since I have seen your face. How have you been?" I involuntarily started to giggle like a middle school girl who had just talked to an older guy for the very first time. Our texting conversation continued until I arrived at my house, a.k.a the Dead Zone. After I took a shower, I started looking at my eye bags in the mirror, then it hit me that I didn't have any tooth paste, or a toothbrush, for that matter. I quickly grabbed my purse and decided to take one of my daily trips to Wal-Mart. Once I arrived and locked my car door, the glare in the window reminded me that I didn't have any sort of makeup on, so I took cover and quickly rushed through the store...only to run into Mr. Wonderful. He was leaning against the electronics counter, like he was a beautiful movie star, with one of his guy friends staring at the row of phones. After looking at me, then looking away, then quickly looking back at me again with a cute grin, he started to walk towards me. I looked left and right then thought seriously about hiding in the Cinderella costume that was hanging over my head. I realized it was too late when I heard a voice say, "I didn't think I would see you here. Aha, well, don't you look adorable." My face was almost as red as the Colgate toothpaste box in my left hand because of that comment. We started discussing our lives until he asked me what my plans were for the evening. Two hours later, we were at my house, relaxing on the couch while discussing things in our life that had happened in the past ten months. He looked at me with his cute smile and said, "you...you are so adorable when you look over your glasses." I paused before saying, "how is that cute? I look like a grandma!" He laughed and then said, "just trust me...it's really cute." After a moment of silence, he scooted closer and pretended as if he was going to kiss me, so I looked down pretending to look all mysterious - boy, was I wrong. Suddenly, I felt his fingers trickle up my sides leading me to squeal like a newborn baby. I quickly found the strength in my arms and began to tickle him back, leading us both into a rolling laughter. After we gathered ourselves, I looked up and saw him just staring at me - no, not like Edward in Twilight, like a guy who saw something more than just an ordinary girl. Once again, I began to giggle like a middle schooler (it's a nerves thing). He quickly changed the conversation and asked me about school and what I was planning on doing with my life. I took a deep breath and said, "well, I wanted to be a Dentist...but, I really don't like biology, but...okay, don't judge me...I love to write! I..I stay up at night just writing. Just writing, writing, writing. Then I will look at the clock and notice it is like 3 a.m. I just...I don't really know what to do!" He stared at me, jaw dropped and drooling, then gathered enough words to finally say, "wow...you are like the dad-gum energizer bunny! Plus...I think that you would be an amazing writer, Haley." My eyes began to swell with tears, so I looked down at my hands pretending to remove a serious hang nail. He then started telling me about his future plans. I was so locked into the conversation that I completely forgot that I had absolutely no makeup on. He saw the time displayed on my phone and realized that his day was going to start in a few hours, so I walked with him out to his vehicle. He looked at me with that same smile and gently grabbed my face - my heart literally dropped. He looked in my eyes and suddenly said, "I have been wanting to do this all night" then softly kissed me on the lips before getting in his truck. As he cranked up his vehicle, he asked "am I going to see you again, Haley?" I smiled and he began to back out after saying, "I can't wait until then." The strangest thing happened as I watched his tail lights got lost in the fog: It hurt to watch him go. I quickly walked inside so the zombies wouldn't get me, then triple-locked every door behind me. After brushing my teeth and doing my nightly dance, I slid between my sheets and held onto one of my pillows so I wouldn't float away.
Suddenly, the sound of a text message brought me back from this perfect world in enough time to realize that my face was plastered to the the photo album page that I had laid down on. All I could think about was how I wish that world was reality. Distraught, I tried to open the text message on my phone. After squinting my eyes, I saw that the text messaged said, "hey sweetheart - I've been thinking about you all day." Everything cleared up really quickly. :) Maybe dreams really do come true.

Pray for her - she had to deal with me every single night during spring break. Lets just say, I didn't sleep much :)

I hope you all have a happy and wonderful weekend. Remember: "A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep. In dreams you will lose your heartaches. Whatever you wish for, you keep. Have faith in your dreams, and someday, your rainbow will come smiling through. No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true." I know, good right? I came up with that all by myself...and with the help of Cinderella!

Love always,

Haley

"He's got his mother's eyes,
his father's ambition.
I wonder if he knows how much that I miss him.
I hang on every word you say."
Superman - Taylor Swift