When you were little, the one law every kid abided by was the pinky promise. If you pinky promised someone they could have your chocolate bar the next day, that was it. Done deal. If you didn't hand over the chocolate the following day you were a liar and a cheater.
Even as adults, we continue on with the pinky promise law. If you promise someone anything at all, we all take that to heart. The same as when we were kids, if a promise is broken, we are hurt and hold that person responsible for not keeping their promise. Promises will always be important to us.
That being said, promises and trust are huge in our day to day relationships. Breaking a promise might as well be kissing the trust of someone you love goodbye. I would assume a normal human being would consider promises and trust to be important and valued in their relationships.
Compromise. This word contains the word promise within it. You might be thinking "where is she going with this?" No worries, I'm here to explain my reasoning.
I was thinking about compromises we make in our lives on any given day. We make compromises within our jobs, with our families, our friends, our lovers, or maybe even someone on the street. Our lives are not perfect; we don't get everything we want, when we want it, and how we want it. If you think about it, we are comprising every day even about the smallest of things.
So, linking the two together. When we propose a compromise in our life, we are, in a way, making some sort of a promise to ourselves that we can't have it our way exactly, but we can let some things slide. We are also "promising" the other person/thing that we will understand that every thing is not our way and will do what we can to come to a mutual agreement.
I say "promise" because in this instance we are not making a complete promise. If this promise is broken, it is way more understandable and not endangering anyone's trust. With a compromise, we are stating that we will meet someone half way to the best of our abilities, and that they will do the same.
Maybe it's just me, but I think this makes total sense. Think about this the next time you make a compromise to meet a friend for lunch, or promise someone you will meet them for a drink next weekend. Does it make sense in your life as I have seemed to connect it to mine?
Coffee, coffee. Gotta have my coffee. OMG for the love of coffee. Do you take coffee to be your husband, to have and to hold, for as long as you both shall live? I do.
I'm a coffee lover along with 75% of the population (unreal statistic) and can't express it enough. The taste is not the only thing that keeps me coming back for me, but the amazing ingredient of caffeine helps me get through the days. Without the components within coffee, I don't know how surviving would go. It'd be a pretty rough world out there full of zombies. Possibly a zombie apocalypse starts because coffee goes extinct?! No, let's not think like that.
With my love for coffee and lack of knowing exactly what I want to do in this life, I have the best job that would just make my life complete; opening a coffee shop/cafe.
How awesome would it be to own your own cafe? There are so many things that go into opening your very own coffee shop, they all sound fine to me.
Finding/building the cutest little place.
To find the perfect place may not be the easiest, but you could always just build what you want. A cute little, two story place would be ideal. Nothing big, but room for some tables for people to enjoy their coffee and food, while conversing or doing whatever they may please.
I love finding the perfect interior designs so decorating the place up would be awesome and it would be my own. Comfortable little seating areas to relax, so that definitely means some couches and chairs along with tables. The tones with be earthy with a hint of pastel colors to bring a nice, relaxing mood to the place. As the counter will be downstairs, there will be stairs leading up to a loft with additional seating.
I will make sure to provide some magazines for the readers and free WiFi, well for everyone. There will be music playing throughout, but there will be a way for customers to choose what is playing if they'd like. Upstairs will be a television for customers who would like that for their entertainment. I would also want to eventually have an app for my cafe. I love my Dunkin app and all the awesome deals it includes and would want my customers to experience the same.
Food and drink.
I would serve all coffee based products, brand and such I have no idea, or maybe I'd make my own? We would also serve tea, hot and cold for the tea heads. As for food, pastries of types will be served. I also want to have a few options such as sandwiches for a variety throughout the day.
These are just a few of my ideas for Chelsea's Cafe. Cafe a la Chelsea. Chelsea's coffee and such. The name need's some work. This is my dream and would love it to come true some day.
I was in high school once, and believe me, I remember what it was like. It was always a constant battle between trying to find yourself and trying to find yourself a spot in an "it" crowd so you wouldn't be forgotten. Doing both of these simultaneously is not so easy.
You see, for whatever the reason; whether it was just me being a teenage girl or being insecure, part of me cared whether I was popular or not. Homecoming court, I would have loved that 15 minutes of fame to wear a pretty dress. Now, I have no idea why I gave a shit at all, other than I love getting dolled up.
Back then, something as stupid as being recognized on a court and feeling popular meant more to me than it ever should have. To this day, I still see high school kids making a big deal out of it. Friends and family congratulate them and express how "proud" they are of them. Uhm, for what? For being categorized as popular and getting some votes? Good fucking job on nothing.
Nothing against anyone who has ever been placed on a court or even won something like queen. I know good people who have been categorized as popular and this is not to bring any of them down.
My point is, why are we still holding these contests? Are we just continuing a long on going tradition and see no reason to stop? These contests don't teach young kids a thing about what their adult life will be like in my opinion. Sure, you should be nice to others and social to everybody, but if you aren't, you shouldn't be punished.
This goes hand in hand with some happenings of teenage suicide. How many times do you hear that a child didn't fit in, they felt bullied or alone, which led to such horrifying consequences. I don't think these contests really help in that.
I think we should just forget the whole thing and celebrate ourselves and everyone else. Homecoming is meant to bring alumni back and reunite for the school, not to elect kings and queens. I think we could do without all this extra hassle and stress that is brought onto others because of these events.
so if you're reading, don't sweat not being popular. Love yourself and celebrate who you are and that you've made it this far in this crazy life.
Let's just say, basic bitches love fall, me included. I've always loved the summer sun, but I also couldn't wait for fall to come around and would prefer it to stay.
I get on anything social media and its constant girls exclaiming "fall fall fall" and I don't discriminate, that's also me. While everyone else watches from afar and frowns upon our excited little souls.
Some people ask, why fall? What's so special about those months where the weather can be unpredictable and winter is coming soon?
In case you still aren't sure, I'll fill you in.
What basic girl doesn't wanna take an Instagram of the beautiful changing leaves? They're pretty sweet. Prepare yourselves, the pictures are coming. #nofilter
It's not too hot.
Well, eventually. Summer can bring some unbearable weather to want to be outside in. For most of fall, the weather is comfortable or you can just throw on a cute jacket. Which brings me too..
Fall fashion may be my favorite. Sooo many possibilities. You have the scarves, beanies, flannels and boots! Legging weather is back so every girl is beyond happy. I'm more than ready to wear leggings whenever possible.
I'm not huge on the pumpkin fad, but bitches love them some pumpkin spice lattes. There's also pumpkin ice cream, pumpkin pie, pumpkin this and that. Drink it up while you can.
I do love apples though. When the apple cider is here, I'm a happy girl. Bring on the apple cider festival.
Festivals of the fall.
I don't often buy much but going to them are a win for me. Gotta hit up at least one a year, or maybe them all? Apples, potatoes, crafts and pumpkins. What is it about these things that are so fun?
It's the spookiest time of year and who doesn't wanna be scared? Haunted houses, excuses to indulge in chocolate, dressing up, decorating, corn mazes, and carving pumpkins; if you're not amused, leave.
Hot cocoa, tea, and coffee.
Warming up with a cup of these, maybe by a fire?; soooooo relaxing. Make a mug and cuddle up.
It's not hot. Cuddle your hearts out.
As a fan, go football! It's at least an exciting sport if you're not into it. Try and enjoy it. For the fans, lets go football season!
I think I've hit the majors of why fall is bomb. Let's celebrate bitches, it's almost here!
I never really would have pin pointed myself as someone with depression. I live my life, things make me happy, others make me angry, and some things make me extremely sad. I would have put myself into a category of an average girl with crazy emotions. Now, I question if I was wrong.
I started noticing my lows being lower than normal when I was in my teens. Things would upset me more than I thought they should and I would lose it. First anger, then constant sadness and isolation. I never really talked about it with anyone and just hid it away. I figured it was nothing to really talk about or get into so why burden anyone else with my problems?
Today, I notice it coming up more than it did when I was younger. I get so low that I'd rather just stay in bed than do anything else. I want to be positive about everything, but eventually I get down and have a hard time getting back up. Something seems to happen almost every day that makes me say "life sucks." I want to be someone who is happy with their life, and I should be. I'm not homeless or without food, I have a job; I should be thankful, right?
As I am not sad all the time, I like to believe that I feel as anyone else would day to day. Things make you upset, you have a little set back, and eventually you move on. I still question if it's different though. Some people seem to not deal with such sadness I face as often as I do and I wonder what that's like. I strive for the day I am able to wake up every morning happy and feeling invincible. Will I ever have that?
I've thought about going to talk to someone about my feelings and actions, and I am all for getting help. I just have not found the extra push to do so. I encourage anyone out there feeling as I do to seek help if you think it is needed. Just talking with someone and have them sort out your life for you sounds like a good idea to me.
For now, I will write in my blog because in a way, it helps me sort out my feelings. As I said, I'd like to do more. Being a happy person is what I want for myself, and settling for only 50% of the time is just not cutting it.
Chelsea Blake: My views on life and writing whatever my heart desires.