Tip of the day: Find something you like to do and get involved with it. Whether it be sports, clubs, hobbies, whatever, find something to do for fun! When you get involved in what you love to do, you'll feel more like yourself. It's an amazing feeling I can't describe, so go find out about it for yourself!! :)
à bientôt! (see you soon!)
~Cupcake
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Cat talk
I don't have much today, so I'm going to give you random stuff I've been thinking about...
So, I hate cats, right? Well, I've discovered I'm a lot like them. (Note: I warned you this would be random.) I've "died" multiple times - not literally, of course; it's kind of a joke on my swim team that I die very easily. I've probably "died" about 18 times - so I guess I'm 2 cats put together? Anyway, the other reason I might be a cat at heart is that I hate getting wet - except in the pool, of course, but that's different. It was pouring rain today, and no thunderstorm is complete without constant loud thunder and spazzy lightning flashes. Anyway, I was in such a bad mood today because I kept getting wet. I really don't like rain - last time it rained out here (and it almost never rains where I live), I slipped and rolled my ankle. So it's not a totally pointless hatred. I have a little reason behind it.
So now I'll stop bothering you about how I might be a cat. Go sleep. I know I'm tired.
~Cupcake
So, I hate cats, right? Well, I've discovered I'm a lot like them. (Note: I warned you this would be random.) I've "died" multiple times - not literally, of course; it's kind of a joke on my swim team that I die very easily. I've probably "died" about 18 times - so I guess I'm 2 cats put together? Anyway, the other reason I might be a cat at heart is that I hate getting wet - except in the pool, of course, but that's different. It was pouring rain today, and no thunderstorm is complete without constant loud thunder and spazzy lightning flashes. Anyway, I was in such a bad mood today because I kept getting wet. I really don't like rain - last time it rained out here (and it almost never rains where I live), I slipped and rolled my ankle. So it's not a totally pointless hatred. I have a little reason behind it.
So now I'll stop bothering you about how I might be a cat. Go sleep. I know I'm tired.
~Cupcake
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Quick Update... Maybe, maybe not.
Okay, so I finally posted a link to my blog on my Facebook page. Hopefully some friends will check it out so I'm not constantly blogging to myself!!
Anyway, I was going to post an unofficial weekly update, but I could only think of one thing, so here it is:
My grandma is visiting us, and she's so much fun. My sisters and I have a lot of laughs and cookies when she's here and my parents are out of town working their butts off. Anyway, I know it sounds great, but sometimes we have patience issues. She wasn't raised with the same social standards that we were, so she doesn't always get why we do what we do. I hope I don't sound boastful when I say that I'm usually pretty good about carefully explaining things to her so that she can at least partially understand. Sometimes I feel like a bridge between two different sets of social standards, with my grandma on one side and my sisters on the other. They'll try to cross to the other side, but it won't work, so I have to step in and explain things to both sides so they get it. Sometimes, though, it gets so worn, I break too and then we're really stuck. Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say is to be patient. You'll run into people that disagree with you or don't understand you, but you need to be able to politely explain what you mean. How? PATIENCE. It takes practice, I know. If it didn't take practice, everyone would always be patient and I wouldn't have to be writing this post. Just something to think about.
Enjoy the upcoming week!
~Cupcake
Anyway, I was going to post an unofficial weekly update, but I could only think of one thing, so here it is:
My grandma is visiting us, and she's so much fun. My sisters and I have a lot of laughs and cookies when she's here and my parents are out of town working their butts off. Anyway, I know it sounds great, but sometimes we have patience issues. She wasn't raised with the same social standards that we were, so she doesn't always get why we do what we do. I hope I don't sound boastful when I say that I'm usually pretty good about carefully explaining things to her so that she can at least partially understand. Sometimes I feel like a bridge between two different sets of social standards, with my grandma on one side and my sisters on the other. They'll try to cross to the other side, but it won't work, so I have to step in and explain things to both sides so they get it. Sometimes, though, it gets so worn, I break too and then we're really stuck. Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say is to be patient. You'll run into people that disagree with you or don't understand you, but you need to be able to politely explain what you mean. How? PATIENCE. It takes practice, I know. If it didn't take practice, everyone would always be patient and I wouldn't have to be writing this post. Just something to think about.
Enjoy the upcoming week!
~Cupcake
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