Blog #7

As I pop my head out from inside the steaming hot tent, a gust of fresh forest wind hits my face.  I take a deep breath, and the crisp summer air fills my lungs with excitement.  I can still smell the ash lingering on my sweatpants from the campfire the night before.  Even though it is probably only six in the morning, I have enough energy to run a marathon twice! I push my way out of the crowded tent and walk over the the dead campfire pit.  I take a seat down on one of the fold-up chairs and look around the campground.  Not many people are up yet, but the few that are are either very young or very old, but I like that.  It's so peaceful when the only sound that surrounds me is nature.  That's what I love about camping.  I don't believe camping is when you bring your cell phone, ipod, trailer, makeup, hairbrush, stove or laptop. That is NOT call camping.  That is called: bring-your-whole-house-into-the-forest-and-pretend-that-you're-camping.  I only do the REAL kind of camping.  I don't think it is important to have a whole menu of fancy meals planned for the weekend.  This is on of the only times of year where it's okay to have mud smudged on your face and eat hot dogs cooked over the fire for every single meal, so why not take advantage of it?

Blog #6

Having "me" time is great, but it rarely happens!  Since my mom owns a daycare, there are always little hyper kids running around!  Sometimes when I walk through the door, they jump on me, and wrap their arms around my neck so tight I can barely breathe! There are two girls there who I consider my little nieces, and everyone they see me they say "Auntie T-T (because they cant say Cadie) can you paint my nails?" How can I say no to that? They are just too cute! But once I can catch a breath from all that, in my "me" time i usually play guitar or hang out with my friends.  I also enjoy writing slam poetry and music. Having bubble baths are also in my repertoire. I'm addicted to Tetris and Isketch as well. Also, when nobody is home at all, I blast Justin Bieber, grab my hair brush, and dance around the house in a tank top and boy shorts screaming the lyrics to his songs! I'm sure the neighbours are very fond of my...beautiful voice.  Having "me" time is great! Sadly it comes rarely around my house.

Blog #5

Over this spring break, I went down to Vancouver.  Down in Vancouver I went and visited my dad and his girlfriend.  On one of the last days, we all went down to Fort Langley.  There, we went through all of the little overpriced boutiques and the old thrift shops.  It is really interesting to me, seeing all of the old artifacts that people used a long time ago.  We went to an old soda shop too! It was so amazing being able to pick songs off of the Juke Box.  I've never experienced anything like that before.  Or drinking my strawberry milkshake right out of the tin cup!  I wish all restaurants still did that, I would love it!  I also went to this store called "The Little White House".  It had decore to decorate houses with! I loved the theme of it! It was like an old paris kind of look, all black, white, or beige.  It gave me a really good idea of how to redo my room!  Then in the back they had a little restaurant where they sold mini cupcakes, and had certain hours for tea time.  I can just imagine all those woman sitting there drinking tea with their oversized hats, corsettes so tight they could barely breathe, with the bright rouge lipstick and silk gloves that reach their elbows.  And everytime someone unknown walked into the little cafe, they all make that snobby look as if they just smelt some horrid smell.  Thinking about it just makes me laugh! Well that was my highlight of spring break!

Blog #4

I see her big blue eyes staring up at me, and she hands me her masterpiece she just finished painting. With the gigantic smile plastered on her face, she waits to see my reaction.  "Oh my goodness!" I praise. "This is beautiful! Is it for me?" She nods as her smile gets larger and her eyes light up.  I wasn't quite sure what this interesting picture was supposed to be, so I asked her.  She points down as I trace my eyes over the blob of un-dried pink and yellow paint. "That's you!" She says. Then her fingers run over to the other spot that had too many colours tangled together that it appeared brown. "And that's me." She kept explaining, I turned my head to the left and right, and I started to see it.  And in my eyes, it was the most beautiful thing.  There is just something special about a little kid giving you artwork.  Something about how when they were exploring in their creative mind, they thought of you.  Not their mommy, or daddy, or sister, or brother.  But you. And it wasn't just a picture of a black and white puppy, or a house on the mountain side, but of you and them together.  So i hung that piece of art up on my wall. And every time I look, i see that sweet little girl, with the blue eyes and shining smile. The little girl who left a small handprint on my heart.

Blog #3

They call my name, and I stand up and start walking to the stage. I've been waiting for this all year, and now I wish I had never signed up.  I can feel my hands start to tremble, then up my arms and all down my legs.  I struggle to not lock my knees, as butterflies crash against my stomach.  I try to convince myself that this is excitement, when really I knew deep down it was nerves.  The adrenaline rushed up my torso and into my head and I felt as though I just got off a meandering rollercoaster.  I take on step on stage, and hold my hands against my skirt so nobody can see them shake.  I take a deep breath through my nose, and stare at the thirty or so clocks looking back at me thinking maybe time had stopped and all this could go away, but they kept ticking.   Then the guitar started playing, and I let out my first note, and it felt as though everything just...stopped.  All was silent except the sound of the little acoustic guitar and I.  I stopped shaking and became at ease.  I let all my nerves and adrenaline out through every word I sang and every exhale I made.  As the last chord rang, I took a step back and as I smiled back at the audience.  They started to clap, and all that was left was happiness.

Blog #2

Oh the troubles we have with electronics! A couple years ago we had this really old t.v, and since we didn't watch much t.v. much, we didn't really think of replacing it. Well one day, I was watching a movie and it suddenly just shut off. (By the way I get really scared when things like that happen.  I always think some ghost is possessing my things, so i was freaking out!) So I went up to the television kind of weirded out and tried to turn it back on. But with my luck, it wouldn't! After half an hour of trying to turn this run-down thing on, I decide to hit it. By my surprise, the screen lit back up and the movie kept on rolling! Phew! Then the next day, I was watching t.v. again, and it turned off (surprise, surprise!). This time I wasn't scared, and went up and hit it again to make it work.  This became a daily routine of hitting it to turn it back on.  Then, it became a game to see how hard we had to hit it to make it turn back on again, and how many times we would have to do it in an hour.  Finally, after a couple months we got a new television! Lets just hope the same thing doesn't happen again!

Blog #1

Hi! My name is Cadie Jensen.  My full name is Cadence Jeweliette Jensen, but i prefer Cadie.  My Dad, who now lives in Vancouver, named me Cadence because he said it just "felt right", and my Mom who lives with me in Oliver came up with my middle name because she said i was her little "jewel".  I also have 4 older brothers (sadly, I'm the only girl besides my mom in the family).  Their names are Kole, Kody, Kurtis, and Stefan.  I don't talk a lot with the first three because they live with their family down in Creston, but my brother Stefan is down in Arizona, going to University.  One of my favourite things in the world is performing! I have been dancing since I was four, and its my passion! Right now, I'm dancing in a dance company up in Kelowna. I dance four to five times a week, and its very tiring, but its definitely worth it.  I also take singing and guitar lessons from a close family friend in Penticton. Recently, I found out that i enjoy acting as well, and i hope to get involved in that soon. My goal in the future is to graduate early from high school, and to move up to Los Angeles. There, i would like to pursue a career in show business.  I know it might be hard, but I'm determined to get there! My last thing about me is, I really want to make a difference in this world, and have people remember me for the good that i did!