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 

These Times Will Try Hard To Define Me, And I'll Try To Hold My Head Up High

Previously on "Let Me Back Into Your Arms"...

Hey there, youngsters!


I know I promised that I would post again before the weekend was up...but, I failed. I am oh so very sorry! Life has been, well, hectic lately. But that is no excuse! I have so much I have to tell you guys, but due to time, it is all going to be very short for now! I know, I know...I am terrible, but before you throw tomatoes and other rotten fruits at me...just know that I will make up for it soon. Here goes...well, everything!

Lately, I have been getting lost in the idea of traveling the world. I can't even sit at work for fifteen minutes before wondering exactly how may body parts it would cost me to travel to Paris. I always feel like I should be somewhere else instead of wasting my valuable years just sitting around listening to people lecture or complain about how hard their life is because they have to go to work, which apparently means shopping online. Anyways...some nights, I just sit in my car, looking at the stars, and say aloud, "I wonder if these stars look exactly the same here as they do in Rome?" I want to see everything this world has to offer me. A good many of my friends have traveled out of this continent, whereas, I have barely left this state. Guess how many places I have actually traveled to? GUESS!? Washington D.C, and Texas. I know you can probably count, but I just feel the need to say that that is only two places...and I'm almost 19! That has to change. I have so many places on my bucket list that I want to view before my clock stops ticking! I want to visit all of the 50 states, even Idaho, travel to each continent, you know, live up this one life that I have. So one day, I was browsing the many summer programs that pre-dentistry has to offer. I came across one that allows a few students to study abroad. As you probably guessed...I pee'd my pants after reading that. Can you imagine...little ole me traveling to such beautiful places such as Rome, Paris, Germany, and Mexico? So I, of course, messaged my sister begging her to let me go. Guess what her response was? "Haley, I can just get pictures off the internet of these places and make you a cute little photo book. Then you can pretend like you went!" As you can probably imagine...I wasn't down for that! Gah...a photo book? How am I going to find my true love through a photo book?

Ahhh, Mexico. Yes, I love my sombrero!

Just a normal day in Paris...

My favorite picture in Paris...lookin' fresh!

Okay, yes...I took Rome a little to seriously.

There you go, Alysson. I got your "photo book" off to an early start. You just know this...I WILL BE TRAVELING THE WORLD SOMEDAY AND I WILL COME BACK WITH A GUY JUST AS HOT AS THE GUY ALEXIS BLEDEL FOUND!

Alysson, if you take this away from me...I will cry!

Every week-day morning, I do the exact same routine. I first chunk myself out of my snugglicious bed, cry a little on the inside because it's early and I'm awake, stumble to the living-room, plop down on our hard-as-a-rock couch, turn on Vh1, and begin to put my makeup on in the dark. One morning, about a week ago, I was almost finished doing my makeup when a song came on and sent me into a sudden awe. I couldn't take my eyes away from the screen - It was like Enrique Iglesias had just sat in front of me...shirtless. As the time-stopping song came to an end, I suddenly noticed that Maggie had somehow managed to sit next to me without jarring my attention. She quickly said, "well, are you gonna tell me whats wrong?" I looked at her and said..."I don't...I don't really know. Did you see that music video?" "No", she bluntly responded. "What about the song? Did you hear the song?" I quickly asked. "No?...I didn't" was her answer...yet again. I just completely looked away from her and continued to think about the lyrics. As a result, I decided I wanted to be a part of this video...even though they won't know about it. I want everyone who is reading this to do the same...I promise you will feel a BUTTLOAD better! You don't have to be like me and post it for the whole world to see - by the way, HELLO Russia, Germany, Japan, and the Netherlands...yes, y'all have to do this, too. Anyways, write it all down, because if you only write one thing that's bothering you...the other things will eat you up on the inside for forgetting about them. ;) After you finish, flip over the sign and write "These times are hard, BUT THEY WILL PASS!" Wshoo, I don't know about y'all, but I already feel better! Ready for things to get serious?

♫ Now I'm sitting alone here in my bed. I'm waiting for an answer I don't know that I'll get...♫

♫ these times are hard, but THEY WILL PASSSSSS! ♫

I honestly couldn't decide which one I liked more - Megan, you dominate!

 This is the original video that I jacked. :)

I hope you guys all have a wonderful weekend! I have a biology test coming up the day after my birthday, so I will talk to y'all then! REMEMBER: You is kind, you is smart and YOU IS IMPORTANT! Don't ever let anyone tell you any different...promise?

"And I know there's a reason
I just keep hoping it wont be long til I see it   
And maybe if we throw up our hands and believe it! 
I'm telling you these times are hard 
But they will pass.."
These Times - Safetysuit

 Love always,

Haley

"Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I am lost." - Coldplay

I Nearly Left The Real Me On The Shelf

Hey there!

"Stomp, stomp - I've arrived!" It seems like I am always starting off my blogs by saying, "It has been waaaay too long". As always, it has been way to long. I have so much stuff to catch you up on...oh my gosh - it's about to get intense, so hold on tight and don't you dare even think about letting go!

I just recently received an email stating that our house will officially be gone in June. Well, one night I just couldn't sleep and all the memories I made in that house started floating around in my head. If you don't mind, I'd like to share a few. That house has been everything to me for the past twelve years. I know you're probably thinking, "how on Earth can a house be everything?" Well, It's where my mom and I would swim every summer and compete on who could get the best suntan. These competitions were intense - I basically chose to get a job as a lifeguard because of these competitions. I was in the sun all day long and she still was tanner than me. This house is where my father and I would dance in the sun-room together while listening to either Leaves on a Siene by David Lanz or the Pussycat Dolls CD. On Saturdays, he was really good about waking us up by going out there and blasting "Don't Cha wish your girlfriend was hott like me?" Who on earth could continue sleeping with all that going on? You can only imagine the looks we got in public since I decided to make that his ringtone and he never knew how to change it - he loved it. This house is where I accidentally threw a rock at Justin's head and accidentally made it start bleeding...accidentally. We were outside playing basketball and he was being a "meanie pants" (my words exactly) and wouldn't play fairly. It was meant to go past his head and just "scare" him a little. Well, I didn't realize how good I was until...BOOM - blood everywhere. This house is where Tyler and I created Redneck Skiing (which is where someone is pulling another person around on a foldable table by using a four-wheeler). Things were all good until Tyler got his truck involved - emphasis on the V8. Finally, this house is where Alysson and I did everything in our power to get a cat out of a roll of wire because we were worried about him living an unhappy life in there. Well, before we knew it, Demon (the cats new name after we finally set him free) completely clawed Alyssons arm and bit off the remainder of skin left on her hand. We didn't see him around much after that day. The main thing is that I have so many memories attached to this house, and I barely even touched the surface. I was there when it was only a huge mound of dirt and a plot of cement. Now, it's a house full of small memories, oh, and a snake-infested pond. I hope the next people who get this house enjoy it half as much as we did...Oh, and sorry about the tiny marks I made on the walls in my bedroom. In the third grade, I believed my brother when he said I wasn't going to get any taller than 5'0...guess what..5'7 and a half. :)

This is Redneck Skiing - not what you were expecting, huh?

I had my first Biology test on Thursday, February 2. Well, I get in the enormous classroom and found a seat on the opposite from where my roommates were sitting (no, I wasn't dissing them - there wasn't any room next to them). Well, I started to reach in my bag for my notes when I saw my phone light up with the words "Tyler Moody". The first thing I thought was, "GREAT! I am about to take my very first Biology test and he is about to ask me to do something for him later...ugh!" So I opened the message armed with a rude reply, then I realized...he wasn't asking me to do anything, at all. The message read, "Good luck on ur test today!!! I'm 100 percent sure biology is about to be made your b****." The sad part is that when I finished that message, I basically started crying. I literally jumped out of my chair and ran over (yes, I ran in front of a class of almost 300 students) to where my roommates were sitting. I shoved my phone in each of their faces and demanded them to read the same message. Maggie glanced at me after reading it and said, "don't cry...". I would say that the reason why I got all emotional was because I was lacking in the sleep area...but I think that would be a lie. I started thinking about how long it had been since I actually told Tyler when my Biology test was...which meant he actually had to remember! Has never ever ever sent me a text message (at 9 a.m. I might add) and wished me luck on anything. I was taken aback. After causing a scene, I galloped back to my chair and prepared for the near death experience I was about to encounter (aka...the test). The best part was, when I became overwhelmed during the exam, I just thought back to that text message and a smile would randomly appear across my face.

While we are talking about Tyler...Monday, February 6th, was his 22nd birthday. Well, this past weekend he went to New Orleans with his "brothers" for the Delta Sig formal. While he was away, I completely cleaned up his room (with the help of my dear roommate, Megan). Let me just say one thing - this was not an easy task. It literally took from Friday to Sunday to finish. I washed, ironed, and replaced broken buttons on all of his clothes...keep in mind that he has two huge closets. The people in the laundry room at Rose looked at me like I was two scoops of crazy with a side of coo-coo cachoo -yeah, I six loads. On Sunday, Maggie and Megan helped me decorate his room with balloons and streamers...oh, and glitter, of course! Anyways, when he came back on Sunday, he had to stop by my dorm room to get the key for his apartment. He had a terrible look on his face because his time in New Orleans just wasn't up to par...literally, he looked broken to pieces. But, I knew that was all about to change. I was so excited for him to see his room - I was like a kid in the candy shop about to pee her pants! After he left, I held my breath for a solid five minutes until finally, my phone rang. Tyler was so giddy and then he said, "Thank you so much for everything in my room - It literally made my weekend so much better. Like forreal, thanks Haley." Then comes the waterworks - not from Tyler, me. Ahh, he breaks my little heart...:)

Happy Birthday, Tyler! There's nothing like embarrassing family. :)
 

BREAKING NEWS! So, this weekend I have a smoking hot date! Surprising, right? Ohhh myyy gooosh, well, his name is Ethan, and he is absolutely ah-mazing. We have planned to watch a movie together on Saturday - oh yes, snuggle buddies! ;) (I thought about us going to the theater to watch a chick-flick...but that would be a wee-bit awkward.) What makes him so wonderful is, well...everything! He listens to every single thing I say...seriously! I never have to repeat myself! I don't know about all of y'all, but I haven't met many men who actually listen. Also, he has wonderful shoulders for me to lean on when I cry...and when I do cry, he is always always always comforting me and letting me know that everything is going to be fine...especially with him in my life. Gosh - I couldn't ask for more. OH YEAH- Best part ever - he doesn't bother me when I sleep...he knows how precious sleeping is to me, and how mean I am without it! So when I fall asleep next to him, he just pulls me closer and lets me fall asleep on his chest, which is twice as wonderful as his arms. I am such a lucky girl; I just hope it lasts forever! Ahhh...love. :)

This is Ethan and I. See - I told you he was hot...pink. ;)

So, Monday night I had a movie moment I really want to share with everyone. First things first, have you guys seen the movie Something Borrowed? Well, do you know the part where she is standing outside a bar in the pouring rain confessing to Dex that she loves him and doesn't care who knows it? Yeah...that didn't happen to me...so, don't get all excited over there. I had just left my brothers birthday dinner, and I was standing outside the restaurant, El Ricon, getting ready to walk to my car. I was checking my phone and I knew better than to do that while walking across the street. Can you say splat? Anyways, there was a bar next door and the song Name by the Goo Goo Dolls was the soundtrack for this particular moment. As I looked away from my phone, I turned around to find a particular guy telling me goodbye in the distance. I paused for a moment, because like the movies...I became speechless. The worst part is...it wasn't a good kind of speechless. As I looked in his eyes, I saw something that literally broke my heart into pieces...I saw the look of someone who couldn't have cared less about me...from someone who I actually cared about. Without looking, I just started walking across the street...oh yeah, I made across without a single scratch. I now know exactly what Rachel felt like, because like me, Dex left her there to drown. "It's lonely where you are, come back down..." was the last lyrics I heard before completely shutting my car door. I pushed the button for Maxi to come alive, and suddenly Jessie J found her way through my speakers and veins and into my heart. "Don't lose it all...in the blur of the stars" took the empty feeling out of my stomach (Who You Are by Jessie J). After shedding the last tear, I began driving down the road without a single look in the rear-view mirror.

 I have a lot more to tell you guys, but I have to go celebrate my brothers birthday AGAIN with my aunt and uncle. I swear - Tyler's birthday is like a week-long event. - Tyler, if you are reading this...just know that your birthday is exhausting! I hope you all have a wonderful Thursday night...be looking for another blog before the weekend is over!

I think about you all the time
But I don't need the same
It's lonely where you are
Come back down
And I won't tell 'em your name
Name by the Goo Goo Dolls


Love Always,
Haley