MY MOTHER IS IN LOVE WITH MY EX!!

Can you believe it?! Well... that's my theory.


Ok, I've always known that she appreciated him but I NEVER knew that she... LOVED(S) him? 
You must think I'm crazy but It's true! I mean, get over him mom! Ok ok, I'll tell you my story...


When I was going to start in the academy (acting academy), I told myself: "Camille, don't get emotionally in love (haha) with someone..." 
First month: Ok...
Second month: "I like this guy."
Second month and 2 weeks: "I don't like him anymore."
Third month (Dancing show of 3rd semester): "OMG, who is this GUY?!."
Third month and 1 week: "Hi, I'm, Camille :)
Third month and 3 weeks: *FLIRTING*
Fourth month: HE GAVE ME THE FIRST KISS :D
End of semester: We are together :) And he was SO HOT in the last dancing show... 


Anyway, I told my family: FAMILY! I'M WITH SOMEONE...
Reactions:
Sister: "OMG!! Who is he?! Is he cute?!"
Daddy: "HUH!"
Mom: "UGH..." *Rolling eyes*


"Ok Camille, don't over react, be serene" 


Things were normal, low profile you know, but they got ugly when I arrived home really late. My mother was furious and she even gave me "THE TALK." Well, I was okay with it until I started remembering and with my ex I arrived a bazillion times late, and she never told me anything. So, I asked her: "Mom, what's up with my ex?" And she answered me: "Well, you know he was different, he was... you know, he was him..." 


HIM?! HIM!!! HE WAS HIM?!?!?! MARRY HIM MOM! 


Seriously? It took me 2 years to get over this guy, and she won't get rid of him, she won't accept someone else in my life... However, this ends with me confronting her and clearing things. Now she just have to live with the sad memory of my (STUPID) ex.


"In every girl's life, there comes a moment when she realizes that her mother just might be more messed up than she is..." -BW. If anyone of you is going through something like this: Help your mother! It's not easy, but eventually she'll accept it...


Hope you have enjoy (laugh a bit)


XXOX
-Camille ;)

PASSION IS ETERNAL LOVE

 

In dance class, my teacher assigned each of us a feeling so we could… express it through a song. Guess which feeling was assigned to me? PASSION! 

What is PASSION? What is that thing that everyone talks about? How can I put that in the scenario when I don’t know what the HELL is?! 

If you search Wikipedia, passion is: *intellectual accent* a very strong feeling about a person or thing. Well… as soon as I found this definition I start thinking, WHAT TO DO?! I thought of a bull, of love, of… ANYTHING! But at the end I found my real passion: MY DREAM. 

I found out that just being on the scenario performing is my passion. The lights, the audience, the adrenaline, my dreams, being an artist, being admire for what I do; that’s it. 

Passion is the motor that helps me stand for what I want, for the dreams God gave me. Passion is an eternal love for acting, dancing and singing. Passion is that something that won’t let me quit. 

Passion never dies, is always there, and let me tell you something: if you are not passionate for what you do, you just weren't born for that. 

Follow your dreams, God gave them to you so you can chase them, catch them and live them. Don’t give up on what you love, want and wish. Never quit the battle if you haven’t fight and always stand for what you believe. 

Life's a long road, keep walking. 

KEEP DREAMING. 

XXOO 

-Camille 

P.S: “Don’t let the fear of striking you out; keep you from playing the game.” –Cinderella Story

Everything Has An End

“When life offers you a dream so  far beyond any of your expectations, 

it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.” -Twilight

What happens when you meet someone soooo special, sweet, caring...perfect? Usually we start to doubt, right? Is he acting? Lying? Or...why me? I'm sure he can find someone prettier, smarter, funnier...Well let me tell you something...Trust in yourself, don't question him and don't question the magic. Ok, yes, maybe he's lying, and its very probable that things might end, and they might end bad, and you might end hurt...but even if that happens, the smile you once had was real, and what you felt was real...and you should never regret anything that once made you smile. So we know that when things are too good to be true, they are usually not...but is not worth to walk away, just out of fear of getting hurt, because even if your fairytale tears apart, it would still have been a farytale once. And its way better to look back and say “It was good while it lasted” than look back and say “I wonder what would have happened”, because if something ends quick, it doesn't mean it wasn't meant to be, it means it was meant to be, just not forever.

-Claire

HELLO AGAIN!

Ok, so, I'm really sorry I haven't posted anything since November :O. I wanted to post something, but the problem was I didn't know what to write about; so I ended up doing an update on my life...For those of you who might find this not interesting (sorry to disappoint you) but I find posts to be a great way to unburden everything inside me. So here we go:

• My little brother, who I love with all my heart, turned 6 on November. He already knows how to write so he sent me this adorable letter! I cried when I saw this on the mail (as you might assume he lives in Colombia). My baby sis turned 2 on December. She's so cranky (haha) but so sweet, she even learned how to say my name so when I call she asks to speak to me, aww.
• On Christmas I got the most amazing surprise/present of all! The doorbell rang and when I opened the door my favorite uncle was standing right there with his girlfriend, which I also love! Awesome holidays with my colombian family. Also on December i broke up with my boyfriend because of other guy, haha who I dated for almost a month, until he make it very clear we were not official so I had no right to make drama over the fact that he had kissed another girl -.- did I mention already I'm a magnet for jerks? 
• On January I passed all my freaking Regents! woohoo! (Government exams which are requirement to graduate) and finished my 1st semester with an average of 96%! I have to keep up ‘cause I'm planning on applying to NYU...yes, yes for those of you who are wondering, NYU is where Dakota Fanning goes, but FYI normal people can get accepted too (with a great average, SAT scores, audition, interview, and application essay, haha good luck to me)
• On February was Valentine's Day which I spent with the most important person in my life, the truly deserver of my love...my mommy hahaha. March and what has gone by of April, have been really monotonous: school, gym, friends, work, acting...and back to school, gym, etc; with one little exception: HIS name is Ulian, Albanian, 18 years old, tall, smart, amazing...
• Finally, my artistic life: so for those of you who don't know, I'm passionate about acting, I'm doing what’s humanly possible to pursue my dream. So the good news are: I got the leading role on a NYC Film Festival contestant movie, called “Pressure”, I got casted as Jamie “the pretty, rich, popular but default bitch” which I love ‘cause it’s totally opposite of what I am. I've been part of projects such as Twylight Zones, Lectern, Bat Mitzvah Confidential (going to Cannes), The Most Amazing Christmas Play, an Ad Campaign for a new apparel line, one TV commercial and two dancing shows. 

I'm really happy since I'm starting to get paid jobs with companies like ABC and Paramount Pictures :D. Although people in the business tell me starting is a piece of cake, it’s getting to the next level (agent-leading paid jobs) where people fail.

Let me end up by saying life does have its ups and downs, but it’s all about the journey, not the destination. “The best way to make your dreams come true is to stop talking and start doing” - Walt Disney

-Claire

I WANT A GIRAFFE

Last night I was trying to fall asleep, and inspiration came along, as usual, very late at night.

I started typing nonsense, and then 

realized all I wanted was a 

FREAKING GIRAFFE.

All my life has this beautiful animal been my favorite, and well, at times, for example today, my inspiration. 

Sometimes I feel like I was one, well for different, pretty stupid but meaningful to me reasons, like:

 - They have PURPLE tongues, which is pretty much one of the COOLEST things I’ve seen, even though they are not the only animals with it (some Chow-Chow’s have it too), its one of my favorite attributes on them. And since they are VERY cool, I find myself cool most of the time, as a way of cheer me up :) which is the way I love me.

  - They say they sleep for about 10 to 15 minutes at a time, for really few spaces of the day, which is really little time, for the rest of their day and night they are keeping an eye and avoiding predators. I, myself, don’t sleep much neither,  which is harmful for my health, but what can I do if Insomnia has become a really good friend of mine lately…I’ve been falling asleep through lectures and watching tv at home in the afternoon…quite interesting, huh?

  -They are the tallest animals in the entire WORLD! Their height is so awesome!!!! I don’t feel like this is a characteristic of mine, but still, I wish I was taller…really, like models…hmmm

…................................*fell asleep here*.....................................

Wonder what I dreamt about? Sorry, Can't remember, my memory is perhaps the lamest of my characteristics...I can't remember lots of stuff....wow!

Ok, so...having no more words to say, and almost falling asleep again, I need a closure on my topic for today....but since I lost track of what I was saying and I definitely need to get some honest-to-God, healthy and beauty sleep, I will depart from your sight saying that I want a giraffe, since I don't think I left my point quite clear before.

Good night pretty people who read this blog, and specially this entry, it might have been ridiculous for you, but it's what I LOVE, so if you don't like it, or don't like it interesting, you can bite me. :)

I'll accept it if you don't share my point of view, that's ok, but just don't MESS AROUND with my stuff if you don't like, I don't want to know it.

[ I know I sound dangerous, but I'm just kidding :) ] 

LOTS OF LOVE, 

-Emma <3

Happy Birthday to Me!!

YAY!! Today is my seventeenth Birthday... Today is suppose to be full of joy and happiness, and believe me, it is full of it. There is Izzie, Emma, my sister, my parents, my family and rest of friends to be with me. However, I can't help remembering the people that is not with me today, the people I have loved and still love, and I want to write something for them:

• Grandma: I miss you... even though we are not strongly connected, I wish you were here... I wish God hadn't take you away from me so soon. I remember my Birthdays with you, just seen you was the greatest happiness, just hearing your voice was enough to say: I had the best Birthday ever... trust me, it's true.
• Tiago: I hope you were here with me!! But I'm happy you are happy on Canada... I hope you have the best of the times over there.
• Pipe: IDK how to begin... I love you very much, and I hope you were here, giving me cake! :):) I miss you with all of my heart and I will love you to be here with me! MUAH
• Uncle: The fight between you and my dad, believe it or not, have really hurt me. I need you this day, at Christmas, and just the rest of the year. I need my WHOLE family again, united... I hope you will visit me or at least call me... I hope you still love me and think on me.
• YOU: Yes... you are still with me, but not the same way you were my last Birthday when we went buying my gift together, when you still love me the way I do... I just want you to know that this "friendship" we have... maybe is not what I want, but it's enough to have you at least 5 minutes of the day by my side, Thanks for that.
• Claire: Last but not least... and not even getting near from that. I just don't know what to say, I don't know how to express how much I miss you and how much I want you today with me. I love you are living your dream, and that makes me happy. You are my sister, and you know you will always be. I love you BTF

With nothing else to write, I wish myself a very HAPPY Birthday and I hope you enjoy it! I will have a piece of cake for you... just kidding!

Love,

-Camille

LOVE IS IN THE AIR…

…and I knew there was more people in the room, but that didn’t matter. For that instant it was only he and I. The way he looked at me, the way he talked to me, his smile…I was in the middle of the biggest frenzy I’ve had in my whole life…I didn't know what to say or do…his eyes were just too distracting, I could barely understand what he was saying…but I got the most important phrase of his speech, “can I be your boyfriend?” he said. It only took 5 words, one question to brake me down completely…I had to use all of my attention and energy to focus myself, only to find out I couldn’t remember how to speak…All of me was needed to nod my head and hold his hand…

Yes Yes!!! I have a boyfriend…he is amazing, and I’m SO happy :D I wish all of you have a wonderful week…and for you to feel soon the love in the air…

-Claire

STILL BROKEN... STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU

When you have loved and they have broke your heart, sometimes, you're not longer capable of loving again. You are scared of someone hurting you that way, that you decide not to love someone else. So you don't give a second chance to you heart, and you start concluding that everyone is the same, and that love doesn't exists... you have loved so madly that when you're not longer loved, you break down into pieces, just remaining a little piece of you and nothing else... just that.

-Camille

ENDLESS

You must be wondering why our blog has been renamed Claire & Camille; well is NOT because we are not still four BTFs, it’s just because Camille and I are the most dedicated BTFs with the blog.

However, it started with Emma’s and Camille’s horrible fight. A couple of weeks ago Emma and Camille were having problems, at first it was a fight but then it turned more serious; they were ignoring each other, not talking anymore, etc. It was so hard for me to hear that the only two BTFs that where close (in distance) were fighting. I heard very awful phrases such as “everything is coming to an end” and “there’s nothing left to do” I was so sad I even cried one day. We are four BTFs, I mean if our group separates that would be as odd as a three legged dog, or a three wheel car.

Hope is the last thing you should lose, that’s why every day I kept praying Emma and Camille could work things out, because: what could be so bad to ruin such a strong friendship? A friendship that has been getting stronger through 10 years. The thing is that it wasn't just ONE reason, there were many little reasons that were accumulated for a long time and they all exploded just now.

Thankfully they love each other and finally (after what felt like forever) they work things out. They just had to remember that our friendship and love for each other is so tight, strong and unbreakable that nothing can get over that.

So, even though everything is back to normal again, since Camille and I are the most passionate about this blog we decided to stick to the new name, which doesn’t mean we won’t keep you updated on Izzie’s and Emma’s anecdotes. LOL

-Claire

YOU!

There's always the friend who you have known since you were a kid. The oldest friendship of all... in my case, is one of my two best friends: Izzie.

We met when we were in second grade, I was six, and our first words were: "HEY! Can you lend me the blue color?" OH! I remember, she became my best friend instantly, and I can't think in some one better than her. My life has been so much easier with her at my side; she's my big sister now... although some times I seem like the oldest: SHE'S A YEAR OLDER THAN ME! LOL

I think that she's one of that few people in my life that would never give up on me, that no mattering how, she will fight until she is capable for our friendship. The blonde and the brunette... we are the perfect mix, we are funny, sarcastic, sweet, confident... seriously, we are best friends because are parents couldn't handle us as sisters.

We have gone through a lot of things together, our holy communion, confirmation, 10 birthdays, Christmas, New Year, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and a lot more. But we have also been for each other on the bad situations... this year Izzie move to another school, it was a huge impact for us, since we have been together all these years... now, I miss my best friend in class, I miss explaining her the lecture, laughing about nothing, hugging her any time I want, seeing her every day, gossiping about the new couple at school, I MISS HER!!

Baby, you are my best friend because you love me for exactly who I am, my good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty. Even in my worst days, you never leave me standing alone in the rain and I LOVE YOU for that! My life have been so much easier, fun, and just great because of YOU!

I LOVE YOU FROM HERE TO PLUTO!

XOXO

-Camille

I MISS YOU

I hear everyone talking about her, how perfect and wonderful she was.

So I begin to remember... her voice, her hands, her smile, the way she said hello and just everything about her; and I came to the conclusion that I don't remember almost anything about her.

I envy my sister, how can she openly talk about her, about the kind of... connection they had, the dreams she has about her, and all the time they spent together. It makes me wonder if my sister was more important for her than me. After all, the years they spent together were a lot more than the ones I spent with her.

With her, I spent 12 years... I can't remember most of them, but one thing I know is that I love her very much. I love her and I miss her even more. I ask God, why did He took her so quickly? My life with her would have been a lot easier, she made me happy, she was my way of escaping of drama and boys, she was my second mother, she was my everything.

Never had the chance to tell her I love her; at that age you don't say that things, specially to your family. Her departure made me appreciate every person in my life even more. You don't know what you have until you lose it.

Grandma:

I miss your warmth. I miss your presence. I miss having fun with you. You're the one who makes my life whole, and whom I can lean. Late at night, when everyone is sleeping, I stay up thinking of you, and I wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too... I can't wait to be with you again. I love you. I miss you.

Love,

-Camille

LOVE

Young guy:

Love is the nearest thing we got to magic...

Old man:

Love my dear is what inspired magic, only love can make you float in midair, only love can make you see what is not there, only love can make some one 70 years old and wrinkled seem like the most beautiful person in the world; yes dear, love is MAGIC.

-Camille

First Day At School

Oh! After a great summer, the first day at school is always bad. You come from two great months of a dream life where you don’t do anything, you party until the hour you wish, you sleep until you get exhausted of it, and simply, you do what you want. However, going back to school is like changing those parties into homework, or the 168456213 hours of sleeping you had, for the 3 hours you sleep because you have to wake up at 5 o’clock.

This year: I’M A SENIOR! WOW! The oldest of high school… that HAS to be great; our jackets, the yellow chairs only seniors use in reunions, and a lot more preferences, YAY! But, when you come to school there are still these people; the people you have to see every single day of every single year even if you don’t want, but also the people, somehow or another, you care about. Why? Because they are the ones you grow up with, the ones with whom you have gone through a lot of things, the ones you’ll end school, YOUR CLASS.

In school there’s always going to be:

• The Hater: A show-off girl who thinks and who wants to be the center of attention… ALWAYS!

• The Popular: The group of the popular ones; the people who have a great social life, who are beautiful and that are not afraid of doing something.

• The Hot Guy/Girl: The ones everyone likes; kids at sixth grade will die to be with them… like the Poshs and Beckhams of high school.

• The Artists: They have their own band, or their whole gallery, or a play next week. The ones you usually see with a guitar on their hands, or a pencil… or practicing choreography at the dance classroom.

• The Good Ones: Always doing their homework, sleeping early at night, being the dream son or daughter.

• The Geek: The one who is always alone, in his/her own world. You can feel sorry for them, but if you’re seen with them, there are two possibilities:

o Your social life will be destroy or;

o He will fall for you (personal experience, not something I want to talk about nor remember)

• HIM: The GUY. The one you get nervous just by staring at, or excited because he smile at you, the one you have love… your love, the one you’ll never forget.

• And finally, THE NORMAL ONES: Us! BTFs; we’re not haters, popular, geeks, good girls, artists, nor the hot ones… we’re the normal ones.

This year, the hater has her hair different, the popular are even more popular, the geek is geeker, the hot one is hotter, the artist has a new song, the good ones… are still the good ones; and HE… he is as gorgeous and lovely as ever. I no longer talk that much with him, but he still has that something I die for, he is still HE.

I’ll enjoy this year at school as if it was the last one… WAIT! It is, LOL. Never mind, maybe this year won’t be the best one, nor the worst; but when you’re a SENIOR, who cares? I’ll be me more than any other time, I’ll be the girl I want to be, I’ll be Camille, the normal girl… a normal girl who will achieve what she wants, what she dreams. But right now, I’ll be myself while I do math homework… hope I can with it… if not: DADDY!!

Hope you have enjoy

XOXO

-Camille

Time Heals Everything

After a break-up (when you really love the person), the only thing you can think about is: when is the pain disappearing? You keep hours, days, and months or even years asking yourself what went wrong, what was that something you said or did that ruin everything… WHAT?!

Well, in my opinion, I don’t know why they call it a heart-break if it feels like you’re all broken. I may speak for us BTFs when I say: Our luck with the boys… umm, isn’t the best one. Seriously, is like if in my forehead I had a BIG, SHINY (with glitter and everything), sign saying: LOOKING FOR BOY WITH GIRLFRIEND! Why do guys (obviously, not all of them… but big part of them) have to be such assholes?! When you’re in a relationship you’re not supposed to be flirting with other girls… they like, don’t appreciate when someone really loves them.

Cheating is the worst mistake you can do in a relationship… honestly, is like yelling your mate: YOU ARE NOT ENOUGH FOR ME! And then, we go back to the start of this entry: WHAT DID I DO WRONG? And the truth is the only mistake you did was loving him/her TOO much. You’re not guilty of what “THEY” did… you’re muchier, you got your muchness. LOL. No, but really, you are a great person, you deserve better… and I know it sounds cliché, but just because it is the truth.

One way or another you will mend yourself, it’s a matter of time. At the beginning you’ll hate yourself, then you will hate he/she, and when you less expected, you won’t even think on them. I wished I were a little girl again; bruised knees heal faster than broken hearts, but… life goes on, it can’t be stopped just for one person. We have to stop ignoring the one who love us and stop loving the one who ignore us… it’s not healthy, besides it’s not cool. So, learn from yesterday (you’re worth it), live for today (you have tons of guys to meet), and hope for tomorrow ( maybe one of those guys is the ONE) ;)

HOPE THIS MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER

-Camille

Our Friendship Is Tighter Than The JoBros Pants

School is something that can drive you crazy, all those homework, projects, getting early in the morning… ugh! It can seriously be stressful; but there are always those cool projects you enjoy just by the fact you are NOT having class…

Last year, in my school, that cool project consisted in creating your own micro-business and selling what you wanted. Since Claire is not here, Izzie, Emma and I build our own hamburger business… believe me when I say: those hamburgers were the best ones I’ve taste. Anyway, it was morning and everyone at 10th grade was organizing their local.

Emma and I were putting in order the cardboards… our “publicity”. We needed some scissors, so I went in search of them. I search through ALL high-school and at the end I, FINALLY, found a scissor. Since we had few time, I got back to our local running with the scissors on my hand.

“Didn’t your mom tell you not to run with scissors?” Emma asked me

“OH Em! I knoww, but running with scissors makes me feel dangerous!”

That comment just made us laugh until our lungs couldn’t more… we laugh so much and so loud, that Izzie had to punch us to make us stop!! It was hilarious…

I’m the second BTF, Camille, and through time I’ve learned that no matter how you dislike or how hard is something, as school, you’ve always friends who make those “unwished” things, the best things ever. In live you can laugh, cry, dance, sing, love, hate and a lot more… but trust me, having a friend by your side will make of that action even better.

Enjoy live guys, do what you want with it, but never forget to have someone by your side you can trust and count on.

Take care,

-Camille