Oh My!

It's been 6 months since I've been on here! I'm so sorry!
I've been cheating on Blogger with Tumblr.


How has everyone been? Enjoying your summer, wherever you are?

It's been a while.

Sorry Blogger, I have been cheating on you with Tumblr. You will always be my first love. You have some competition, I might add. 
But I'm back. And I've linked the two sites together, or at least I tried to. 
You can go to my Tumblr, where I have updated on my life recently. It's full or juicy, emotional gossip and life stories. 


http://singlevalleygirl.tumblr.com/

XOXo

Friendship..... Or something like it??

I'm having a "Carrie" moment again. I love it when this happens because I can write freely and am inspired. There are a few topics I want to cover: Friendship, my new favorite television show, and becoming a woman. A random mix, yes, but all with a purpose. Rest assured. (A little bit of Billy Shakespeare comes out too ;] )

Topic One: Friends or Not. Recently, I have found myself attached to a new group of friends, and of course I love being diverse and not being around the same bloody people everyday. My new crew consists of Jordan- a spunky 16-year-old with a sex addiction, and Steff- 18 and still in her shell. Odd group, but we all fit and make sense. But this is how I use to feel like with my other friends. If you are a follower, you have read about the wonderful best friend Sam Starr. I love this girl; she is my twin and I can't get tired of her, which is shocking. Nowadays, I see her every blue moon, literally, due to schedule conflicts and working and just flat out bad timing. I would usually see her around campus, but the last time I saw her there was frost on the ground. So it's been quite awhile. I miss her dearly. Out of random, she texts me and asks when we can meet up, but I know she constantly works and it's hard to get away. Totally understandable. Then, curious me, sees on her Facebook that she has been hanging out with a mutual friend of ours for the past week everyday. Now, I'm not the jealous type (yeah right) but that kinda lit a fire under me. Am I not worthy enough anymore? Is it all about your new boyfriend (Which I haven't meet and they have been dating since December, just to add fuel to the fire)? Maybe it is the Green Monster coming out in me, and maybe I do need constant attention, but it won't kill you to say, "Hey, I'm free. Let's grab coffee." Coffee use to be our thing; every time she said LETS HANG OUT, I automatically went to Starbucks. And our mutual friend Christine doesn't have the courage to call up and wonder where I've been. I think that's what got me- they didn't try once to call. When I confronted them, they used the "You feel off the face of the earth, so we figured you were busy." Never "figure", never "guess". That angers me. I guess I'm changing, and so is Sam so I shouldn't expect her to drop everything and visit me... But I would do it for her. In a heartbeat. Have I filtered myself out so much to where people "assume" I'm busy? Do I do this on purpose, or just bad timing? Should I jump back in, or stay out where I'm comfortable and know I won't risk anything? But aren't friends worth risking for??........

On that deep note, on to Topic Two: Television; The thing that has rotted our brains and appearances and consumed our attention. I have found a new addiction (that's what I call a show that I can't stop watching, much like a drug) and it's called United States of Tara. It appears on Showtime, and it's a fairly new serious. If you don't have Showtime, this show has Toni Collete, Australian actress, and John Corbett, guy from My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Tara, Toni Collette's character, suffers from D.I.D, Dissociative Identity Disorder, where you develop multiple personalities. Sounds wacky, but that's barely the beginning. Tara and Max (Corbett) have two kids, Kate and Marshall. Marshall is at that "coming of age" time and thinks he might be gay, but there is always a twist. Kate is a recent high school graduate whose main goal is to get out of her crazy house. It's crazy, but for all you Psychology lovers- this show is for you. I'd recommend checking it out.

Topic Three: Becoming a Lady. In six day, I will be 18. I know my blog says I'm older, I don't even know what the fake age is, and I happen to be very mature and developed for my age. All my life I dreamed of turning 18 and becoming legal and doing whatever I want. Now that it's so close, I still feel that way. I can basically be my own person, not that I'm not. I plan on doing every thing you are supposed to do when you hit this age; like party and get a tattoo and smoke, though I think smoking is beyond disgusting. But the fact that I can buy it says something. I feel like I'm growing up and taking on more responsibilities, like finding a stable job and buying my own car... I'm excited. I don't want to set my hopes up too high though; I've had enough disappointment in one life. I don't want to grow up too fast...


That's all that's on my mind, surprisingly. I want to update more often and hopefully get more subscribers.

For now....
Nicolette Beaumont.

Haiti???

Alright, so I'm all for volunteer work and helping out those in need, but why did we drop everything we were doing to help a thrid world country that has been in poverty for over 200 years? Haiti survived without us. Why wasn't there a Call Center with celebs for Hurrican Katrina, or the LA Wildfire last year?? Get your priorities stright U.S. There were other disasters that have happened, and did just as much damage. So tell me this: Why this one?? Why must we help these people, but ignore the other 200 poverish countries around the world. Strangely enough, my father went to Haiti, and he said there isn't anything there. At all. There's a street about a half mile long that's full of shops and restaurants and little boutiques, but for the other 10714 square miles is nothing. With the expection of school and orphanages.

I'm not againt helping. I would love to do whatever I can to aid this country in time of need, but I just don't get it.......

Fresh Start

I've decided to start a new diet.

I know I've been on the Muscle Milk one for the past three months, but I would like to see immediate results, due to the fact that I'm enlisting in the next couple months.

I need results, fast.

So I found this new diet book called the RICE DIET. Weird. What do you do- eat rice only for 30 days?? No, it's so much better. It's a balance between grains and veggies and fruits.

For example, for breakfast you eat 3 starches, 1 fuit. It gives you a list of fruits and what to eat.

I would like to be more dedicated to it, and I do belive I've lost at least 3-4 lbs. in the past 2 weeks.

http://www.ricedietprogram.com/

Check it out. I've been on a diet for the past 5 years, and haven't seen as fast of results like this diet ever.

Day 42

If you haven't noticed, I have not updated in a while..... A long while.

You want the truth? Might as well tell it. No use in lying in a Blog.

The deal is: my diet, or whatver you want to call it, was not going according to plans.

Everyone has those days where all they want to do it eat brownie batter, or you have those days when you want to eat broccoli like its candy. I was having the browning cravings more so than the broccoli. I was on a protein powder called Matrix *seen below*. There was nothing wrong with it really; it cleared my face up, my hair and nails were stronger, but I didn't feel.... like I was losing weight. I may have lost a couple inches here and there, but nothing to really brag about.

Now, I am back to the very first protein shakes I drank when I was wrestling: Muscle Milk!! Love love love love that stuff. It's worth the calories.

I'm going to get back into running, moee biking, more strick diet for sure!!

Updates next week.

I promise.

360 degrees

If you would have asked me 6 months ago to join the military, I would of told you were you can stick it. But my life has gone through a complete change and a complete 360- I am dedicated to joining the Air Guard and I won't stop until I reach it. I have the support of my father and sister, which is fantastic, but mom doesn't like the idea of her youngest to go off to war, though I would never.
When I tell people that I'm joining the military, they don't take me seriously. I've been told I'm "too pretty" for the military or I'm "too smart", but it's something I want to do for myself. I'm tired of pleasing others and it's about time I start listening to myself and put my "brains and beauty" to the test. I think the military is the best place to test my mad doctor skills and it's the best opprotunity I've been given.
Let's rewind, back to before the 360....
My parents always called me the "smart one", the one who was going to a 4-year Ivy League. My dad was excited for my interest in psychology, because he went to UC Berkeley and got his BA in psychology, thinking that I was going to do the same and follow in his foot steps. Now, there ins't anything wrong with that plan, but it's not my plan. I have never seen my dad so happy when I started talking psychology classes and labs, but I did it because I love the science. My mother liked the idea of me being a doctor, I'm guessing for bragging rights. Plus, she wants to retire in Monterey, CA on 17-mile Drive. Never heard of it?? One word- expensive. I liked the idea of both my parents proud of me, but was I proud of myself...?
One day, I watched a movie about the Army, one of the thousand, and I thought to myself, "Hmmmm, I wonder what life would be like if I joined the Army??" So I gave it some consideration, thought about it, did my research, and soon became obsessed with the idea. I didn't tell my parents until I had all the info and proof and fine details. The look on their faces will always be engraved into my mind. It makes me cry, like I'm doing now, to see the disappointment in their eyes. No more UC Berkeley, no more Ph.D. They could kiss those ideas away they thought. I had to tell them that I am dedicated to what I start and I need discipline to get there. That just screams military. Well my dad got up from the table and walked away and my mom was more interested in the attractive men on the brochures. I don't want to waste my excitement on them.
I told my father, "You are coming with me to the Base to talk to recruiting TSgt. Olmos and you will see why I love the Air Guard." He went, and to my surprise, he got along with TSgt. Olmos and more importantly, he was impressed. It takes a lot for this man to be impressed and for him to say that he was "impressed with the base and everyone on it", I knew he was on board with me. I have never been happier than to hear those words.
One of my biggest supporters was my sister Megan. She told my mom last year that she was going to be a firefighter and she thought she was kidding, so Megan kind of knows what I'm dealing with. She is the best- she went to the Base with me and my father, mainly for the eye candy, but she wanted to know more to help my mom better understand all of this. Meg was even thinking about joining the firefighting program the Guard has to offer. But she was tried talking to my mom, many times. She, too, was frustrated with her lack of support. And I really need her support most of all; during the last couple of months my mom has become my best friend. I never thought I would have that with her. So you can see why this breaks my heart to see her question my choices. She keeps hinting other colleges to go to and other choices, but I simply ignore her. I guess her tension comes from growing up in the Army- her father was an Army drill sgt., so she thinks that I'm going to experience the same thing. Only it's no longer 1979, and they have updated the systems and thinga are different- they give you choices and options and never do they force you into going to War, it's all voluntary. Which I LOVE! That's one less thing to worry about.
My mom wants me to be perfect: Chief of Medicine with a Ph.D in psychology, 3 kids and a happy marriage by 35..... Not any more. Now I'm debating whether or not I want to have kids. I have this new life I'm starting and I want to live it. This military is the best thing that has walked into my life and I'm going to embrase it. Just take it and run with it, as fast as I can go.

This is the new chapter for Nicolette Beaumont, and it's going to be the best one.

Military Workout Day 1

Today starts my new military workout.

I decided to join the National Guard, for medical training. It's the best training you can get. Hospitals will want you when they see you have military medical training.

The Goal:

I have to be 180lbs because I am 5'8", so I have to lose a some pounds while gaining muscle and burning fat. This is going to be a challenge, but with the help of Military.com and ExcersiseTV, I have created my workout schedule for the month.

Day 1-

weight- 186lbs

height- 68in

bust- 42in

waist- 39 1/2in

hips- 47in

Keep me motivated!

I love the comments.

I need some words of encouragement!!!

It's been a while...

Lots has happened.

I ran my first race- 2Mi. Not that hard, right?!

I was the one of the hardest things Ive done. I just got over a cold and I really wanted to do this race. It was for a good cause and seeing the faces of kids with cerebral palsy made me push myself to the finish line. And I did it. Not the best time, but it was fine with me.

My stress levels have increased by 70% without a doubt. I'm still waiting to hear back from Stanford, and as a back up plan I am going to intern at Kaiser for the summer. But my plate it getting more full by the day. I feel as though I might have a breakdown soon. Science competition, midterms, finals- ALL IN ONE WEEK! Wooo.

I need a little ME time, before I have a repeat of last year. That was not pretty.

Birthday in about a week, the 7th of April. Excited? I don't know- I am too stressed to feel any other emotions.

Man, I need a drink...

Lost and Insecure

I think I am going through some changes.

I think I am starting to act myself.

I am starting to have some more faith, though there is not much here to begin with.

&& I think I am finding myself.

It's a weird sensation, this feeling. It's like nothing I have ever felt. I think I like it.

A lot of stuff has happened since my last post. I gave blood for the first time and almost passed out which was extremely scary. I met a boy that I think I like...... & I added a new addition to my friends, Lizzie- great, spunky girl.

Bring back the comments!

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