Monday, February 20, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Spin Your Pretty Little Lies, My Dear
Sliding on the Icy Snow
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Workout Playlist
Monday, January 30, 2012
I Work Out

Saturday, January 28, 2012
I Just Found a Way to Ace my ACCUPLACER Essay!
Jon, my English tutor, gave me an essay question that was quite hard for me. Well, I've been procrastinating on it, and just wrote it yesterday. Well it was a question that I could have actually received on the ACCUPLACER, so I decided to see if I could find an online ACCUPLACER Essay grader for free. My google search came up with nothing. Way to fail me Google! BUT! I did stumbled upon Paper Rater. So I figured what the heck, I'll try it for the hell of it and see what it'll grade my paper. So I typed up my essay, and pasted it into the Paper Rater thingy.
Not only did the Paper Rater grade my essay at a college level, BUT it gave my grammar, spelling, plagiarism, and vocab changes/problems. I couldn't be happier. I'm so happy I found this, and I know I'll be using this in the future! I'm also, pretty sure my mama will use it for her papers also!
For those that are wondering what my essay question was, here you go :)
Question: What are some of the best ways to welcome and then assimilate immigrants into the American life? What are the pros and cons of each of these? Please write a 300 - 600 word essay with a liberal view.
PS. I suck at liberal responses as a conservative, and Jon knows that's what would be the hardest for me!
~Cae
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Did you all see the Ravens choke on that field goal kick?! I thought my Pats were going to lose. Then when the Giants were playing they only one by a field goal! MY GIANTS ALMOST LOST!!! IT WAS IN OT! Please tell me I wasn't the only one freaking out here in MA! Yes, I'm a Giants fan, but I support the Pats when they don't play the Giants, which of course is only during the Superbowl.Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Reasons for Living.
^Frannie
^Natalie
^My baby nephew Hunter
^My friends
^My Family
^My best friend Attie, who's saved my life multiple times (:
^Horses and horseback riding.
But most importantly.
^Me
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
I Have a Calling, I think.
I think God's calling me. I've been having restless nights, or having the same dream. I'm constantly thinking of going to ANTS, ever since I googled how many UCC churches there were down in Georgia for A. The closest one to her was over 70 miles away!
I've always grown up with a UCC church in every town. If there wasn't a UCC church in my town, there would be one in all of the five closest towns, if not two! So when I learned that the closest one was over 70 miles away from A, I couldn't believe it. I had this strange feeling saying that I should do something to change that. But I disregarded it. Seriously what can a 16 year old, who plans to be a librarian, do?
Then the dreams started. Me preaching, A by to my side, going to the UCC conferences and having the church be an ONA church. It seemed each night the dreams got more and more vivid. It started out as me just talking, but then other people started talking. Other people, with southern accents. Then it was me going to ANTS, and me living where there wasn't snow at all. It feels as if God is calling me. Well, it feels like God's going "CAELYN! CAELYN! OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES YOU BLIND BAT!! Do I need to send Jesus down there just to make you see your FUCKING CALLING?!" right now, but none the less I have this calling.
I feel as if I need to help the UCC spread into the south. Help them spread their ONA churches, and I want my church to be one of the first down there in the south. I'm continuing to pray, confused as heck on what to do with my life and where I should go to school, and what I want to major in. But the only thing that I can feel, that is set in stone, is going to theological school to become a minister and move down to Georgia.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Nothing Like
Nothing like divorced grandparents.
Nothing like a drunk grandfather and his wife.
Nothing like hear you step-grandmother bash your grandmother.
Nothing like having to see Him for 4 hours.
Nothing like laughing and pretending you're okay.
Nothing like being the odd-balls out.
Nothing like knowing you can't wear your favorite bracelet around your grandmother now.
Nothing like my dysfunctional family.

