Senior Pictures

Alright, what is this post going to be about? Well, if you looked at the title, you will see that it is about me getting my pictures taken. But, there is so much more that’s going to happen. You’re going to see what I look like (I might even make one of these my profile picture so I will no longer be faceless on this place called the internet), and, drumroll…….

You get to meet my Epic Cloak.

Yes. My Cloak. It is Epic. Nuff said. I made it myself and it kinda emptied my pocket book but who cares? IT MAKES ME LOOK–

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The EPIC Cloak

ABSOLUTELY CREEPY? Ok, that wasn’t what I was going for…but it has been described as looking like the Emperor from Star Wars’ cloak, the Holocaust Cloak from The Princess Bride, or something from Harry Potter, so creepy will work.

Here’s a different picture that shows the other side of its personality

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Any way the wind BLOWS! Doesn’t really maaatter to meeee…(so hard to write original captions while listening to Bohemian Rhapsody)

Yes. It looks AMAZING. I know. Thank you.

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Me and my sister. with the Epic Cloak 😉

It was a very cold and very windy day, hence us huddling under the cloak. Here are some pictures of me without my cloak:

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Don’t stare at my smile for too long or else it might look like I’m being slowly tortured to death (I more or less was. I intensely dislike getting my pictures taken). These were done at Lititz Springs Park, and I am of the opinion that it is one of the best parks in the world. There are plenty of trees, water, ducks (they’re sooooo cute :D), and a fun playground with a wooden train you can sit on top of and make train noises.

Of course, what would be senior photos without the photographer? My friends, Linda and Suzanne Stoltzfus, have their own photography business, and were the first people I thought of for the job and they agreed to come! Linda took the pictures and, yep, I am pleased with how they turned out, even though the weather wasn’t on our side.

We are almost at the end of this post. So, to wind it up, here is one more picture, one that we took for fun of me and the Epic Cloak on top of the choo-choo train:

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All aboard!! Choo-choo!! 😀

That’s all, folks!! What d’ya think?

 

A Song That Speaks to Me

I’m fairly certain everyone listens to music. You know what it is, and probably have a favorite band if not a favorite song (or songs), unless the rock you live under is a lot bigger than mine.

I LOVE music. Now, if you narrow it down, I’m a little more picky. Such as, I don’t like country or rap (although Christian rap is okay), and don’t like listening to classical (playing it is a different matter), and don’t like songs with bad words or “stuff” in them. So, (to talk about what I do like) I like songs with words (and a lot of songs without words, like movie soundtracks and I don’t even know genres, people) and especially like them when the lyrics are deep (and sometimes depressing, although that’s not a must).

Now, to get to my point (yes, there is one): there is a song that really speaks to me in my life right now. To be truthful, there are a lot of songs that do, but this is the one at the front of my brain, and I don’t have to do deep soul-searching for (although that would be fun?).

Before I eventually get to the song in question, I hope you all have heard of Relient K. If you haven’t, we can’t be friends until you listen to at least three (or all?) of their songs and form your honest opinion (we can still be friends if you hate them, just not best friends), and if you have heard of them (and consequently like them), let me know so I can be happy:D

So, the song is “College Kids” by Relient K. This song, if you look at the lyrics, is definitely about kids in the college life (and therefore doesn’t apply to me), but some stanzas form my current motto when people ask me what I’m going to do with my life after I graduate.

Someone please save us, us college kids!
What my parents told me is what I did.
They said go to school and be a college kid,
But in the end I question why I did.

And that’s why I say
Oh no! Not for me, not for me.
Call it torture, call it university.
No! Arts and crafts is all I need.
I’ll take calligraphy and then I’ll make a fake degree.

The reason why this speaks to me:

I do want to go to college, but I’m not entirely certain of what I will do yet. I don’t want to go because my society tells me to (there actually isn’t that much pressure from my mom) and then hate myself if I realise I made a mistake. I don’t feel like I’m ready, and I’m trying to take this one hurdle at a time. First: the scary reality that I will be seventeen in two days. Second: I’m graduating *mental screaming*. Third: *insane mental screaming because someone mentioned college*

Do what will make God happy.
Do what you feel is right.
Only but one thing matters,
Learn how to live your life.

Words to live by 🙂

Thank you for reading! (this was a pantsed post 😉

Catherine

A Tip on How to Succeed at NaNoWriMo

I don’t usually consider myself experienced enough to do “how-to” posts since first off, I’m not experienced at much, and second off, I don’t like being blamed if my advice doesn’t work for the person I gave it to. but, I am doing a how-to post right now because I guess I have something to say on this subject.

So, enough with my apologies and self-criticisms.

Those of you who are doing NaNoWriMo, or who write in general, have probably come across a little person in your mind known as “The Inner Editor”. This person can take many forms. It can be your imaginary friend, your worst enemy, or a little voice sitting on your shoulder telling you that you spelled the third word in your seventh sentence completely wrong, and sometimes doesn’t tell you how to fix it because they don’t know how to spell it either. My Inner Editor isn’t entirely active in my life, but his name is Kyle and, despite being a bit of a tart when he sees the red underline under my words, he’s a really great guy because he doesn’t mind me using British spellings because he thinks they’re cool too.

Ideally the Writer and the Inner Editor should get along (and sometimes they do), but in the case of many people this November, the Inner Editor gets in the way of cranking out those 50,000 words by demanding perfection.

Now, since the Inner Editors have been addressed, I shall introduce you to my one tip on how to succeed at NaNoWriMo:

MURDER YOUR INNER EDITOR

Yes. I know that sounds brutal, but I know some of you want to do it. So, do it. It’s not like the Inner Editor is a real person, especially if they take the form of something like a dragon or a shoulder devil. I mean, a lot of writers kill characters all the time. Just so long as you don’t murder a real person, you’re okay. So, yeah. get out your writing weapons and do the job. Maybe write down its death scene like a ballad of the heroes of old who have slain their dragons since that’s pretty much what you just did.

But if you are a little unwilling to get blood on your hands:

DON’T MURDER YOUR INNER EDITOR

There are other ways to do it. Such as banishment for the rest of the month, or some bribery. Promise them that they can come back at the end of NaNo to help you edit your finished novel to their heart’s content. Or, if you and your Inner Editor already have an estranged relationship, just ask it to politely leave or take a vacation. Kyle and I did that, and our friendship is healing because he’s beginning to see that I actually do appreciate him when I have to edit my blog post and I call him over to help. (Yes, he’s helping me right now. He’s caught about seven spelling mistakes and one misplaced apostrophe so far).

So, yeah. This has been fun and please don’t take my advice unless you are willing to suffer the consequences if it fails, although if it doesn’t fail and my advice helps you: yay!!! I may be a useful person after all! 😀

*goes to raid the freezer for some ice cream because I’m insecure and I care what people think(><cue song=”Stressed Out”><)*

Best wishes,

Catherine

November Goals

So, last month I gave myself a few goals to complete. Here I am today to tell you if I did them or not.

First: I challenged myself to outline, or set a few checkpoints, for my novel. I will say I completed this one. I still am not entirely certain where the plot will go, but I have a few ideals in mind that will hopefully keep my imagination in check.

Second: I challenged myself to worldbuild for this novel. Yes. I certainly completed this one. While I don’t have nitty gritty details down like commerce and monetary value and all those other bothersome things, I’ve got down what the world looks like, basic government, country names…etc.

Third: I said I would write a book review for Harry Potter. It’s…coming along. I actually completely forgot about this one until about a week ago. I got all my ideas out onto paper, just now I have to structure it and edit it (the horrors).

Fourth: The challenge was to outline Days of Deception. I did not even work on this at all. I didn’t forget about it, I just didn’t do it.

So, now I am here to write down my goals for November. They shall be simple.

Goal 1:

NaNoWriMo. Complete it. Write 1,667 words a day (or more!) and hopefully have a finished novel at the end, or at least some good excerpt scenes I could post on here. Or maybe a title. My novel still needs a title, well, an official title. it’s called “Emile is Awesome” on my document, “SciFi Story” in my writing notebook, and “Novel Title” on NaNoWriMo’s website.

Goal 2:

Have my birthday. Yeah, this is a pretty easy one for me since it will happen whether I want it to or not.

and for my optional one:

Goal 3:

Work on some more writing. Last year I cheated on my NaNo novel by writing a fairy tale retelling for no reason other than I was in a writing mood. So maybe I’ll do it again this year and try to finish one of my unfinished stories. such as that fairy tale retelling that is the sequel to the one I worked on last year…

We shall see if I am able to complete these goals this month. I look forward to this challenge.

Until later,

Catherine