Ok, seriously, the cake thing was wicked. I loved every moment of it. I loved meeting some of the most amazing people ever whom I intend on staying in touch with. I loved learning how to bake properly - you know, with real measuring instead of guessing and tossing it in the bowl. I hated modeling chocolate...but hey, you can't win everything. I loved wearing my little white uniform and making it completely dirty every day. I was the on-going joke with how dirty I got. I simply couldn't help it...truly. I loved how we ate lunch together either outside on the bench or upstairs in the lunch room. I loved making gumpaste flowers but hated the grade I got after thinking I rocked it. Pulling sugar...yeah, not so much either. I learned more than I thought I ever could. I learned a lot about cake decorating...but as you should, I learned a lot about other people and also about myself. Cake decorating is hard and expensive and time consuming. To do it right it takes time, energy, flair and caution. I had to work extremely hard on the taking it slow thing. I also had to work at keeping my area tidy. I had to learn to work in a "kitchen" with a partner. I had never baked with anyone before and I am a control freak so that took some adjusting. I think we all survived it well. About other people, I learned to never judge a book by its cover. I learned that everyone has something amazing to offer if you just get to know them a little bit. I also learned to be strong. I had an instance where I had to confront the owner of the school regarding a matter our whole class struggled with. I was petrified to speak with her about the serious matter...but I knew I wanted to do it - not just for the class, but for me. For me to do something that I would usually shy away from and slink to the back of the class with. But I was so proud of myself for standing up for me, for my friends and for doing something terrifying. It was such a breath of wonderful air to be myself - to meet people who had NO idea who I was, and to be ME and to be enjoyed by them. It is so fun making friends. Seriously. We don't do it enough I think. We get stuck in our circles and our comfort zones and forget that there is a world out there of flipping amazing people . We should stick our necks out of our windows once in a while to get a whiff of someone new! It's so much fun. So - needless to say I loved learning at school. I thrived on it. I wish I could just keep going...learning rocks. Now I have to face a whole bunch of new challenges and tasks with my life that it is now. I am scared, but heck, I was scared to go to school and I did it...and did it well! I know there is a lot left out there to learn and by God, I am gonna try my best to do it!!!
Ok, seriously, the cake thing was wicked. I loved every moment of it. I loved meeting some of the most amazing people ever whom I intend on staying in touch with. I loved learning how to bake properly - you know, with real measuring instead of guessing and tossing it in the bowl. I hated modeling chocolate...but hey, you can't win everything. I loved wearing my little white uniform and making it completely dirty every day. I was the on-going joke with how dirty I got. I simply couldn't help it...truly. I loved how we ate lunch together either outside on the bench or upstairs in the lunch room. I loved making gumpaste flowers but hated the grade I got after thinking I rocked it. Pulling sugar...yeah, not so much either. I learned more than I thought I ever could. I learned a lot about cake decorating...but as you should, I learned a lot about other people and also about myself. Cake decorating is hard and expensive and time consuming. To do it right it takes time, energy, flair and caution. I had to work extremely hard on the taking it slow thing. I also had to work at keeping my area tidy. I had to learn to work in a "kitchen" with a partner. I had never baked with anyone before and I am a control freak so that took some adjusting. I think we all survived it well. About other people, I learned to never judge a book by its cover. I learned that everyone has something amazing to offer if you just get to know them a little bit. I also learned to be strong. I had an instance where I had to confront the owner of the school regarding a matter our whole class struggled with. I was petrified to speak with her about the serious matter...but I knew I wanted to do it - not just for the class, but for me. For me to do something that I would usually shy away from and slink to the back of the class with. But I was so proud of myself for standing up for me, for my friends and for doing something terrifying. It was such a breath of wonderful air to be myself - to meet people who had NO idea who I was, and to be ME and to be enjoyed by them. It is so fun making friends. Seriously. We don't do it enough I think. We get stuck in our circles and our comfort zones and forget that there is a world out there of flipping amazing people . We should stick our necks out of our windows once in a while to get a whiff of someone new! It's so much fun. So - needless to say I loved learning at school. I thrived on it. I wish I could just keep going...learning rocks. Now I have to face a whole bunch of new challenges and tasks with my life that it is now. I am scared, but heck, I was scared to go to school and I did it...and did it well! I know there is a lot left out there to learn and by God, I am gonna try my best to do it!!!
always a joy to read your blog!
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