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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

OMG!!

OMG OMG OMG!!

There's just ONE day left for THE JACKET!!! I can't wait for the ceremony!!

First we'll rip a laaaarge paper while the song  Eye of the

Tiger (from Rocky) is playing. The jackets will be I don't know where, I don't know how. However, when we take them, we'll get out of the Poli-D, and then we'll enter by the big door in partners, while the song Bitter Sweet Symphony is playing, and we'll sit in the yellow chairs FOR SENIORS!!

Finally!!

I CAN'T WAIT!! I'll post some pictures from the ceremony ;)

XOXO

-Camille

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 of School, In A New School!

I studied with Camille, Izzie and Emma my whole life, can you imagine 14 years in the same school, with the same people? Yes it was great to be with your friends whom you met when you were 2 years old, but it was also kind of monotone. Well, after finishing my sophomore year I enter a new school, but it was not only a new school, it was in a new city, in a new country!

I won’t lie to you I was so scared, I had been 14 years in my old school and people still called me freak, and I still had social issues (I mean I had my BTFs but I didn’t talk to everyone) besides I had to deal with USA high school comments, the thypical “oh be careful with the bullies, and don’t pay attention to the gans, if someone offers you drugs please say no, and you can’t use a bagpack because they were removed after a kid brought a gun to the school” WTF! I keep saying, this can’t be true!

My first week at the new school I discovered that yes there were gangs, and those kids you don’t want to mess with, and to my surprise some kids really did drugs haha, but there was also that nice girl who helped you find your classroom, that cute boy who didn’t even know you but winked at you, that teacher you wonder where did she buys her clothes, etc. And although I only studied at that school for 6 months I made so many friends that made my semester worth it, friends I still talk to because it only took 6 months to build a relationship so strong as if we were friends since childhood.

So now that I’m entering a new school again, in the BIG APPLE, I’m not nervous any more, I’M SO EXCITED! I can be who ever I want to be this time, those mistakes you did in thirth grade that people still remember won’t be bothering me any more. New friends, new classmates, new teachers, new school, new house, new neighbors, new city, new state! Thank God it’s still the same country! I’m ready to live big time!

I’ll make sure to keep you updated on my life here in THE BIG APPLE!!!

- Claire

Yes Boy, You Are The One Who Makes Me Smile

"Do me a favor: Tell me what you think about me,

tell me how you want this to be...

Go out on a limb and just: DREAM"

When you’re heart-broken, the only thing you do is to think. Think in what went wrong? How can you repair it… can you go back in time and change the things? You are afraid of what is going to happen with your life, you can’t think about going on with it without him/her… for you, it’s just NOT possible.

However, when time goes by you start thinking in yourself and a little bit less in that someone; you begin to consider your life without them. Then, AT LAST, you meet SOMEONE, that someone you have been waiting for, someone who gives you another opportunity of feeling that “something” you felt before… that thing you didn’t expect to feel anymore.

So… it come this boy into your life; and the way he laughs makes you smile, the way he talks gives you butterflies and just everything about him makes you happy. Girls, if you’re heart-broken, remember that: For every heart-broken girl, there’s a boy with a glue gun :)

BOY: Thank You for coming into my life, thank you for making me feel good, for listening at my completely, random, useless stories and still laughing about them… just, THANKS FOR BEING YOU!

XOXO
-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

There's a thin line between knowing when to give up, and when to try harder

So I think all of us at least once in our lives wanted something really bad, but somehow it seemed impossible. I'm talking about anything: a guy, a job, a good grade, our parents permission, go somewhere, meet someone, etc... Well let me tell you something "never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game" (I learned that on A Cinderella Story haha).

Lately I've been having to apply this in my life, because if I want something the only one who can make it happen it's ME. Of course I go always hand to hand from my BTFs support, my mom's advises and God's guide. But what I mean is that if you want something GO FOR IT!

Yes there is a chance that you try your best and you don't get the results you want, but that feeling (I guarantee) and saying "at least I tried" would be MUCH better that the "what if I had try" I hate that phrase. From what I've learned this past month I am a "NO MORE WHAT IFS" person.

Once I saw a poster that said: try, if you can't then try again, if it doesn't work then try harder, if you are not getting the results you want then ask for help...but always keep trying and try your best, because nothing is over until you've give it all.

Ask your self how much you want something, and if you really do, then believe me IT'S WORTH THE TRY! I tried and I'm already seeing the results...they may not be huge awesome results, but "From step to step you reach the top"

I hope you enjoy this post and it encourage you to go for what you want!

-Claire