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“Let the refining and improving of your own life keep you so busy that you have little time to criticize others.” -H. Jackson Brown Jr.

School is an important part of everyone’s lives. No matter what, you will go to school, whether it be unschooling, homeschool, public school, or private school, you’re going to some form of school. Once we are done with the required 12 years of school, we are faced withe the choice to continue on or stop and look for a different path. Sometimes we don’t even get to make that decision for ourselves, sometimes our parents had already chosen our path.

For me, I always knew I’d go to college but I didn’t feel like I could get into a university, I’d always felt that I wasn’t smart enough. I settled for the local community college while many of my friends went to UCs or CSUs. Don’t get me wrong, I did have friends who joined me at the community college.

Let me tell you, college is hard. They make it seem so wonderful, so fun, so enlightening. No, just no. My first semester I took 15 units (or credits): Math, English, Communications, and Psychology. I did ok, I passed 3 out of 4 of the classes. I had failed my math class, I was upset but I could take it again and next time I’m pass the class. The next semester I took 17 units: Math (same one, again), English (I was an English major so I took a lot of English classes), Political Science, and Astronomy. I didn’t do as well that semester, I failed my math class AGAIN (you only have 3 tries at passing a class, I needed to pass it next time), Astronomy (it involved a lot of math and science), and Political Science. My third semester I took 16 units: History, Photography, English (2 classes), Physical Education, and Child Development. That was the worst semester of them all. I was sick with a fever almost every week, I got into 2 car accidents (neither were my fault), my family moved out of the state, and my relationship of 6 months ended because I was stupid. It was all bad. I failed everything, I stopped going. How could I go with a fever all the time? I would try again next time.

There wasn’t a next time for a long time. I failed miserably in school and I took a break for a couple of years. I went on my mission and realized what I needed to do when I got home. I was going to actually make school a priority. And that’s just what I did.

When I got home from my mission I took a good hard look at my grades, so much failure, and vowed it would never be that way again. I was on academic probation, the restrictions sucked but I deserved it. I took 2 classes each semester for my first 3 semesters back at school. I retook as many classes as I could. My first semester back, Spring 2015, I took 2 new classes: 2 child development classes. I had declared a new major and wanted to pursue it at full force. I passed both classes with A’s and B’s. I took my first summer semester, summer 2015, with 2 classes: swimming and the child development class I had failed before. I got my first ever 4.0 (all A’s) in my whole life, I was thrilled. Next, Fall 2015, I took a lower math class and another child development class, passing both of them. In Spring 2016 I decided to take 3 classes so I took my failed math class again (for the last try) and 2 child development classes, passing them all. I finally passed my math class. Over the summer I was supposed to take the next math class, a failed English class, and a child development class but a lot was going and the school decided to change my schedule without letting me know so I had to drop the classes. This semester I am taking three classes: History, English, and photography, all of which I had failed but plan on passing this time.

I am now on good academic standing, which is a relief, but now that we moved out of the area I am going to be transferring to a local college. I’m still planning on taking 3 more classes through my current college in the Spring but in the Fall of next year, I will be transferring. I am hoping that I will continue to do well, I know I can. Here is a picture of my failed classes:

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I don’t share this to make a fool out of myself or to prove that young adults aren’t smart. I share this because I’m human, I make mistakes. I also learn from mistakes and make them right. School may not be right for you, at least not right out of high school, and that’s ok. If you do feel that college is your place, do it but don’t slack off like I did. You’re better than that, so was I but I had no one to tell me that. If you’re struggling then get help. If you are overwhelmed, drop out the right way. Talk to your counselor, do what you need to do. Maybe take a break and do something else for a little while. Just be you.

Thanks for reading. I hope you have a great day and do great things.

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“If you spend too much time thinking about a thing, you’ll never get it done.” ― Bruce Lee

Many people have heard about the new phenomenon taking the world by storm, or so it seems. I’m not talking about the United States election. What I am talking about involves a notebook and a writing utensil. This phenomenon is BULLET JOURNALING! I’m sure most of you have heard about it, whether from a friend or through the internet. I first learned about this technique on Pinterest.com, which has many amazing ideas to get you started. Pinterest can be pretty overwhelming, though, so it would be a good idea to find like-minded people who are into the same thing you are into. If you are not so lucky as to have a nearby friend, most people don’t, so there are many Facebook groups you can join (if you have an account), or there are many people on Instagram if you’d prefer to be on there. The main Facebook group page is Bullet Journal Junkies where there are people all over the world sharing their own layout and everyone is very generous.

I would like to share my story of how I began my journey into this marvelous realm of bullet journaling. It started in July of this year (2016), I know it wasn’t very long ago but it has changed my life. I have trouble falling asleep some nights and I toss and turn, not even feeling tired. When this happens, I typically go on my phone until I do start feeling sleepy. One night in particular, in July, I was on Pinterest not doing anything useful. I stumbled upon a couple of pins about bullet journaling. It was interesting because I had no idea that my best friend was into bullet journaling and had been for months. So, she introduced me to the Bullet Journal Junkies group and off I went.

Many “newbie” questions are asked on the group so it was quite helpful for me. Yes, questions get asked more than once and yes, you can use the “search” function in the group but with so many new members added to the group almost daily there are so many more takes on the subjects. I will give you little start in the right direction with a few of the “basic beginner” questions that I’ve seen or asked.

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Q: What exactly IS a bullet journal?
A: The best place to start with this question is to visit the creator’s website, bulletjournal.com. He can go more into detail about why he started it and how it has helped him. Anyone you ask will give you different variations of what a bullet journal is but it’s because they have adapted the original format to meet their needs. The website says, “It can be your to-do list, sketchbook, notebook, and diary, but most likely, it will be all of the above. It will teach you to do more with less.” For some it’s a way to keep track of their work, whether it be teaching or accounting or nursing (which is hard because you can’t just carry a notebook around with you on the job) or even a stay at home mom (which is still a very difficult, very rewarding job). Some people use it to stay on track in school, I personally do that. To put simply, it’s like a do-it-yourself planner. As you move forward in your journey, you, too will learn what bullet journaling is to you.

Q: What items do I need to buy before I start?
A: There are no specific items you need. You just need the two basic items: a writing utensil and paper of some kind. Anything else is just “fluff” that makes your bullet journal even more personal but you can get those later, as you get a deeper feel for your system.

Q: What notebook do I buy?
A: Many people in the group use Leuchtturm 1917 Notebook or the Rhoda notebooks but they can be a bit overpriced and many people will tell you that the best thing to do, especially if you are a little iffy on bullet journals, is to either buy a cheap spiral notebook (the ones that are less that $1 at Wal-Mart) or to use loose-leaf binder paper as your very first bullet journal. I don’t particularly like spiral or paperback notebooks so I went to Wal-mart and saw the perfect $10 journal to start my bullet journal process in. Of course, I waiting and missed out on a few days of what could have been productive so don’t wait to have the perfect notebook or pen, just start!

Q: What writing utensil(s) do I use?
A: What writing utensil do you feel most comfortable using? I have seen some members of the group use pens (of all colors), pencils, crayons, markers, you name it you can use it. The beauty of the bullet journal is there is not specific way to do it so you can use whatever make you feel most comfortable.

Q: What if my bullet journal isn’t any good?
A: The only one who needs to see it is you. Your journal doesn’t need to be the next Instagram model. It’s yours and yours alone. Everyone makes mistakes. People in the group do it all the time, their handwriting may not be what they want (I know I hate mine most of the time), they misspell words, their lines aren’t straight, they aren’t artistically inclined. None of that matters because it’s yours and you’re the only one who needs to like it. If you make a mistake, it’s ok because you’re human and if you hate it that much then you can do what some people, myself included, do and print an inspirational quote or picture and glue it over and try again. Just don’t give up!

Q: What do I include in my bullet journal?
A: Everyone includes different things in their bullet journals to make them personal to themselves. Most people have an “If lost, please contact…” page at the very front followed by an index, so that you can see everything you have ever included in your journal. Other possible spreads to include are: year at a glance, monthly spreads, weekly spreads, and daily spreads. You can even include more lists/spreads that aren’t typical for a planner, like books to read, movies to watch, tv show log, what your toddler says, anything and everything can go in your journal. Its a representation of your life so make it feel like it.

Q: When should I start my bullet journal?
A: That answer is simple…NOW. Many people get stuck in the “I need to wait for the right ___” (You can fill in the blank). I was one of those and I lost time waisting away desiring for the perfect journal. Don’t wait, you can start being productive today. Even if it’s on a Wednesday int he middle of the month, you can still start today. If it stresses you out too much to start in the middle of the week, start with other spreads for a few days and then on Sunday or Monday (whichever day you choose as your beginning of the week) start then.

I can go on and on with Q&A’s but I won’t. You should do some personal research too. You won’t be perfect right away (or ever) but you’ll get better and find your niche as you do more and more in your bullet journal. So, run wild and have fun. Here’s a few pictures of my bullet journal, too.

 

What makes YOU want to start up a bullet journal? Where did you hear about it? How long have you been doing it if you already are? What other tips can you give to people who may still be on the fence of doing it or not? Comment below and thank you for reading!

“Oh I don’t wanna grow up, wish I’d never grown up” -Taylor Swift

I know now that when the words “I can’t wait to be an adult” came out of my mouth, I was saying something I would later find stupid. It is now later and I find it absurd! Who in their right mind would want to EVER be an adult? There’s bills and life-changing decisions and heartache involved and an endless journey full of wrong turns. If all young children knew that they’d never want to grow up. I know that if I had known exactly what to expect I’d beg to be little forever. But we have no choice in the matter. We continuously grow and change and the world grows and changes with us. As we age, we learn more. Also, with age comes responsibility. What? Not more responsibility! Yes, more responsibility. You have to get a job, some form of transportation (typically a car which also includes gas), school-if that’s the route you have chosen, a family, TONS of bills….the list just gets bigger and bigger as you age. I’m not writing this to scare anyone but for those of you still in high school that are reading this, stay young as long as you can. Go hang out with your friends, be a kid as long as you can because once it’s gone, you can’t get it back. Once you have a kid of your own, you really need to grow up and teach them how to live their life properly. So live it up! Stay up late, eat junk food until you puke, have crushes on boys/girls, do what makes you happy. But also, please keep your studies in mind. Just because you feel high school is pointless doesn’t mean it doesn’t determine what will happen in your life. For many things in life you need at least a high school diploma and for other things you need at least some college credits. Do your best, you can do it. You will face people who will tell you that you can’t but I know that you can because I, too, was told countless times throughout my life that I couldn’t do it. Whether it was from my peers, my family, or myself, I heard it all the time. Don’t give up.

I don’t want this to turn into a lecture post or anything so I will stop here. I really do hope you teenagers really let what I have said stir in your mind. Remember, you are young, you have so much life to live and you have plenty of time to get older. Live in the moment. I hope this has helped you. Thanks for reading.

“We’ve gone our separate ways and I know it’s for the best, but sometimes I wonder, will I ever have friends like you again?” -Unknow

These girls are my family
These girls are my family

When you get older, you start looking for friends who love the same things you do and stop looking for friends who are just there to keep you company. It took me awhile to find true friends. I moved around a lot until 3rd grade so I didn’t have any friends. Then I got held back so all of my “friends” were gone. I started making new friends but they went away by 6th grade. In 7th grade (Junior High) I finally met a girl who I could really truly call a friend. I still remember the way we met,we were in PE and I was talking to my crush from summer school and she was eves-dropping. I had asked him if he were going to the school dance that week (or was it the week after?) and he said no, that’s when she shouted “I’m going!” I kinda shrugged her off at first but when we went back into the locker room. We had lockers next to each other and I saw that she was alone and so was I. I started talking to her and we made plans to meet up at the dance. This friend is MishaDot, by the way. At the dance, she introduced me to one of her best friends that she had grown up with, Mere. Mere was new to public school because she came from OLV (a Catholic school) and she didn’t have many friends. After that day, we hung out all the time! I eventually met the girl who I loved so much and she was like the little sister I always wanted, Sarah. We were closer than close and inseparable. I also met Becca in my English class. Becca and I had our own little “friend-iveraries and we later found out that we were distant cousins. Alas, all good things must come to an end and that mean friendship as well. Sarah started to change and we went our separate ways but I still think about her from time to time and wonder what she’s doing with her life. I hope for the best for her. I always have. Mere started drifting from us as soon as we started high school. She made new, older friends and she didn’t really need us anymore I guess. the summer before our Sophomore year I moved to Missouri, returning a year later. Becca had changed and I tried to love her through all of her changes because I knew she was just trying to find the real her. I missed the old her but I should have known that people constantly change. Our friendship was on hold for a short period, twice actually. Junior year we fought over a guy and that kinda tore us apart for about a month. And the Senior year, we fought about other stuff and didn’t talk at all for a good few months. Now, almost two years after graduation, we are finally going our separate ways. Mishadot is moving to a small town up in the mountains a few hours away, I’m going on a mission and then who knows what after that, and Becca…well, we’re not sure what she’s doing any more. I will always love these girls like family. I will cherish the memories we made, the endless rounds of Truth or Dare where they got me to sing to my crush of 4 years or coloring each others faces with lipstick.

Mere and I colored our faces
Mere and I colored our faces
Mere, Becca, and I about to go to a church dance
Mere, Becca, and I about to go to a church dance

There are so many things that I wanted to do with these girls. I know that they will forever be in my heart and I hope that I can at least be the kind of “used to be” that they can still talk to and trust. The are my family and they mean so much more to me than they will ever know, no amount of time or distance can change that. And I know that I have new friends, like Victoria and Jewel, who I am so lucky to know and have, but there’s nothing like your first real set of friends. MishaDot, Becca, Mere, and even Sarah: If you guys ever read this, I love you and I will ALWAYS be here to talk to. I will always be there to lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on. I promise! And when I get married I want you guys to be there, not just see photos. You are my family. Family doesn’t have to run in the same blood line.  After seven, almost eight years, we have experienced too much to forget. I hope you never forget! And always remeber who you are and that grandma loved you like her own granddaughter. I know she wanted the best for you girls just as I do. Forever your friend, Care-bear!

The King and Queen Ball 8th grade
The King and Queen Ball 8th grade: Sarah, Becca, Debbie, Mere, MishaDot, and I

“A smile happens in a flash, but its memory can last a lifetime.” -Author Unknown

My titles are going to be quotes, just so you know lol.

So, as so many of you know, I come from a past of many overcome challenges. Do I think I have suffered more than everyone else? Nope. Everyone struggles with different things in their lives and different times. Some people go through so much as a child and continue to go through tough times and some have it quite easy as children but go through so much pain and trial as an adult. Being born to a mother who could not put her priorities in line the right way, I guess you could say my childhood was rough. I started out life in Texas, where I spent the first part of my life up until after kindergarten, living with my mom and two brothers from my mom’s previous relationship. I think right after kindergarten my brothers went to go stay with their dad because my mom was not fit to be a mother but I couldn’t go because my mom was my legal guardian  This, in turn made my mom mad. We eventually moved to California and my mom found trouble at every corner and sent me to live with one of her friends in Arizona. That was a bad experience for me and I blocked most of it out of my mind. My grandma went and picked me up from there and from then on I was raised my her and the man I grew up to call my grandpa. I never met my real grandfather because my mom didn’t like him. For the first few years, it was difficult to adjust to living with someone other than my mom. I would have to sleep in my grandma’s bed with her and found myself scared because I was afraid my mom would come in and take me. She did do this before, she had taken me from school after I had stayed with my grandparents for about a month, that’s when she sent me away to Arizona. School was hard for me, I fell so behind while living with my mom because I hardly ever attended school, therefore I was held back a year. To some that would be a curse, but to me I see it as a blessing. I started going to church at that point, not really understanding it, and found myself very active in all the activities they had. I eventually started to see in myself what everyone else saw and began going somewhere in life. In fifth grade, I found out what true talent was through my teacher Mrs. Yates. She entered me into a writing contest and from that day on I knew I wanted to be a writer. English was always my favorite subject and that just made it that much more exciting for me. In sixth grade I started to make friends but they didn’t stay long after we started middle school but i middle school I met people who were just like me in so many ways. Two of those girls are still my best friends and they are like family to me. I was so excited that for the first time in my life, I had REAL friends who loved me for who I was and would never leave me. We went through so much together, we still go through so much together. In high school, I moved to Missouri and said goodbye to all of those friends I had made, it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. But that didn’t last long because a year later I was back. My grandparents had passed away from a car accident and I went to live with my aunt and uncle. It wasn’t too hard adjusting but not easy either. A new-ish school with new people. I wanted to go back to Missouri. I quickly made friends though and I even got to travel the world. Now I am graduated and I have completed 3 semesters of college but I knew something was missing in my life and I couldn’t put my finger on it. I continuously failed my college courses and I felt like i was stuck in a rut. I didn’t see myself going anywhere. But then in October, I was reading the talks from General Conference from church and they talked about missions and right there in my little apartment on that leather couch, all bundled up in my blanket, reading those talks, that’s when I knew what was missing in my life. That is the moment I KNEW what I had to do. I went to the bishop, told him I wanted to serve a mission and I started my papers. I started my papers in early November and turned them into the bishop the last Sunday in November. My papers were sent to Utah in late December and now I am just waiting for that letter to tell me where in the world (literally) I am going.

I’m sorry this was so long. I love you all and I’ll try to write less next time. But if you know me, you know my love of writing gets out of hand sometimes. Until next time everyone!

♥ always,

Carra Skye

My brothers and I when I was very little