Orthodontists like telling you bad news

    So, I had an orthodontist appointment the other day. And I strongly, STRONGLY dislike orthodontists. Dentists aren't on my list of good people in this world either. (No offense to any orthodontia or dentia people reading this, a grudge is a grudge.) Anywho, an orthodontist comes in, looks at my teeth for two minutes and says, "You need braces." Now, I didn't want to hear this. I wanted him to say, "Everything will magically and painlessly come together, have a nice day." But he didn't. He filled out his paperwork to reschedule us, and said have a nice day. Before he left, I said, hey, how long will these things have to be in? You know what he said.

Two years. Two effin years. 

   For those who don't realize this, I am going to be a junior. I DO NOT want the last two years of high school spent wearing braces. Braces Cailin can say goodbye to ever getting a homecoming date, and goodby to ever getting a lead role in a musical. (Unless of course, they're making Ugly Betty into a musical.) So this is all kind of crushing for me.

   And, I don't even know where we'll be living in like, two weeks, so can you spell POINTLESS. Anyway, I'm going to ask the orhtodontist about invisible braces, (invisalign) and if that works out, it just may make me want to start breathing again. Because I've been just hyperventilating for the past couple days.

Have a great day!
Over and out.
Love,
Cailin 

SOS2012

So....

There's a church called the Vineyard, or as some young fellas like to call it, VCC.

My stepdad was laid off from said church.

I was not happy with said church. I kind of put quite a bit of blame on VCC. Now, times are tough, and he wasn't laid off because they wanted to. They miss him.

I kind of phased out on those facts as my life was put in a blender and pureed.

Now, SOS was a weeklong program I had signed up for with VCC and as it approached, I was definitely having second thoughts on this whole shindig. I hadn't been there in months...would people be happy to see me?

And let me tell you....

People surprise me. 

    My ol' church friends were thrilled to see me again, and people I hadn't met were very nice and friendly. I think I met at least fifteen new people. At least.

   The group I was in was mainly my small group, and we all got along very well. There was no drama, and there was a lot of heart opening and hugging going on. 

Now, was it life changing?

Well, yeah. 

And I enjoyed every minute. 

    I enjoyed the awesome worship and messages and the free time that was never wasted. I enjoyed all the conversations and prayers and hugs, I gave or received. And the big white letters that spelled the truth of SOS. It was EPIC.

Here's my card.

I've been researching some ways to make a little cash because God knows, I need it (want it). So far, I've come up with a few ideas.

• Blogging. What a novel idea...
• House cleaning. Because I am magical, making this job easy for me.
• Pet sitting. Now, I've done this. And it is a cool job, when lil' Missy Priss doesn't decide to scratch all the way down your arm, leaving you to google cat scratch fever and the symptoms.
• Babysitting. Because I love children. So. MUCH.
• Odd jobs. Well, I am odd. Am I in a full-time position and I don't know it?
• Plasma. Been trying to convince my parents to do this. Just need to wear them down a littleeee bit more.
• Chickens. Okay, my craycray idea. When we move to another house, I could spend a little money and keep some chickens. The eggs that come frome these chickens would first be sold to my neighbors, and would expand. Maybe the whole block would buy from me.

    I need a business card. "Cailin Rogers: Broke smart aleck. Jack of all trades. Teenage girl who can use a drill. Contact #-" What do you think?

Over and out.
Very odd,
Cailin Rogers

Drawing A Blank Day

    Happy summer y'all! Betcha missed me.

   So, after a Harry Potter marathon, I've taken a shower and stuffed my face. And I'm pretty sure that's ALL I'm capable of right now.
 
  My parents are actually leaving in two days to go to Cambodia and Thailand. And instead of going on a cruise or the beach, they are going to the red light district, to aid those who need it. I'm very proud.That kind of proud that makes you puff out your chest when you say, 'Those are MY folks.'

  You know, it's kind of shocking to hear previous generations talking about all the things they did, and how much they didn't have to worry about stalkers, hoodlums, or thieves. I feel like my generation worries more than older ones did when they where my age. Is it true? I don't know. I'll get back to you on that.
Over and out.
Love,
Cailin