Bonfire Smell

Last night was my cousin Lillian's birthday party. We had a bonfire! Now, I have mixed feelings about bonfires. I like them because they usually mean hotdogs and smores, but I dislike them for a few reasons. One of those reasons is the smoke. "But Callie, smoke follows beauty!" Yeah, the smoke could follow a moth, I really don't care, I just don't want the smoke following me around the fire when I'm just trying to roast a marshmallow, okay? The second reason is the day-after smell. When you go home, go to sleep, wake up, and realize your hair STILL smells like crackling fire. Then, your pillow smells like it. Oh, and then you figure out that your scarf, jacket, gloves, pants, and even SHOES smell like it. Then you get in your car to go to work and your CAR smells like it! Like, how does that even happen!? The third is the coughing. I really don't even know where to *smoke flies into face and engulfs vocal chords and restricts any conversation from happening*
You get my point.
However, I did eat lots of smores, and Lillian's present from all of us was giving her money to go adopt a wildcat named Santania at the Turpentine Wildlife Rescue center. (:
Happy Fall!

Final Review

I'm actually quite disappointed in myself with this project. I found it very difficult to even have access to a computer everyday to make a blog post every day, or even have the time to. Working thirteen hour shifts and then remembering to make a blog post was not easy in the least. However, I LOVED designing the blog and when I did make posts to it, I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed having the freedom to write what I pleased and I did enjoy reading other people's material. If we continue with this activity or start it up again in the future, I will really have to try and remember or make sure I always have access to a computer/ laptop in order to keep up with this assignment. I am very disappointed in myself for only making nine blog posts out of the, what, thirty? That is usually not like me. I am usually on top of my assignments but lately I have been slacking and becoming very confused with my schedule and becoming very forgetful. As I get further into my first semester of college AND online classes, I am finding it very difficult to find a schedule that I can stick to. Because of this, I am also forgetting deadlines and even chores I'm supposed to be doing around the house. I think this project helped me realize not only how to write fluently, fearlessly, and without question, I think it also helped me realize that I need to start working harder to prioritize things and perhaps trying harder to accomplish things on time.

Procrastination

You know,  haven't been keeping up with school lately. I really should start doing my blog posts more often... considering the fact that I have only made seven. SEVEN. Man... maybe my life is just that boring. Maybe I really just have nothing to type about. I mean, I don't really do anything other than the things I've typed  about. I work, I teach, I go to school... I mean occasionally you'll find me at Hurts donuts buying a maple bacon bar, but, that's basically all my life consists of. Maybe I need to create more experiences to blog about. I will certainly have to get back on track ASAP.

Tap Envy

This week I am helping the local high school choreograph their musical. I am very excited for this because I get to pull out the ole' tap shoes and show people just what I can do. Dancing brings back so many memories. I am happy to share my passion with these kids! Not just dancing in general, but, musical theater as well. Well, I wish I had more to talk about today. I am exhausted due to the amount of homework I've done today, so, I think I will go to bed. Yes, I'm aware that it is 6:30. No, I do not care. What can I say? I'm an elderly woman at heart.

Stress

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No matter what font you put the word in, it always seems, well, stressed. I am so incredibly stressed and overwhelmed right now! On top of online classes, I'm also assistant choreographer for the local high school production of Anything Goes, I help coach the speech team, I work, and I have a little hamster named Chunk (from the Goonies) to take care of. GAH! I hope I get used to my new schedule soon. Everything is so hectic and fast paced, I wonder if I'll ever get used to it! At least I don't have to pay rent every month. I also have my health, so that's good. I'm also quite glad I have a car. No matter how stressed you get, you always have to keep pushing through! This week will eventually end and I will have completed everything I need to do. Until then, I'll just look at positives! 

Have a thriving Thursday!
-Cal

The Nasty Sunday Feeling

You know that glorious feeling you get on a Sunday? You know, when you wake up and realize that you have some time to yourself and recollect your thoughts before the tiresome, stressful Monday ahead? Well, I don't know that feeling either. The only feeling I know is the NASTY SUNDAY FEELING. The feeling you get when you KNOW these are the last few seconds of independence and zen before you have to wake up to the shrieking sound of your alarm clock at 6:30AM. People always complain about Mondays. Well, what about Sundays?! They are just as bad, to be frank. When I was younger I used to dread Sundays. I would long to play just  one more battle on Star Wars Battlefront two. "Just ONE more song on guitar hero mom, just one! I promise," I pleaded with my mother. But, no. The horrid trip up the stairs and into my room would still take place. The awful choosing of the clothes of which I would wear to school the following Monday would make me wish that it could be Friday once more. As I fed my fish, Dorothy, I took as much time as possible. Slowly tapping the bottle against the tank, one fish flake at a time until I heard the footsteps of my mother coming down the hallway. From there, it was all a race: lights out, fan on, in bed, fake sleep, GO! She opened the door and she was none the wiser. To her, I had been asleep the whole twenty minutes I spent feeding my lone goldfish. To me, it was twenty more minutes of freedom! 
;)
Happy Sunday, everyone. 
-Cal

Cal's life motto

I think a preface is in order before you read my limit of 250 words. Recently I've made a life changing decision. I broke off a three year relationship in which we had plans to spend our lives together. In this past three years I've been cheated on, lied to, and emotionally torn down. It's time I took a stand. It's time I rebuild my confidence and love myself and tell myself that its not okay to be treated like that because I am better than that. I am stronger than that, and I am smarter than that. At this point in my life, my creed is all about strength.

No shame.
If you want something in life, run to it until you have it.
If you don't want something in life, don't be afraid to say no.
Some people will like you, others will not.
Some people will push you to the ground and take advantage of everything you give.
Get back up and move on.
You will be tempted to give people the same pain they gave you, however, you must resist.
You must forgive, learn, and move on. 
When moving on, don't fear the future. 
The future holds many promises, and many failures.
You will learn from both.
You must tackle life with your head held high, and live life with absolutely no shame.
Everything happens for a reason.

Keep your heads held high, loves.
-Cal