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Blog Post 7

Hi everyone!

I was thinking how when I'm in the USA, I won't be able to take a shower, because my grandma doesn't like us using it. Oh GOD I just read that last paragraph and realised how gross that sounds. I meant I can only take baths, not that I don't wash myself at all. But I was thinking how different showering VS bathing is. I'm not allowed to fill the bath up more than about five centimetres, so it's basically me constantly moving around so I can stay warm. Showering is like a philosophical discussion and The Voice all in one. I swear the acoustics in a shower are just *content sigh*. I'm not as much a philosophical thinker as a 'how can I stage this argument to be subtly mean without really insulting them' thinker.

Yeah I can be mean sometimes. There's this one person in my class who is kind of my frenemy, and we have a bit of an Instagram war. For example, she didn't tag me in our end of year water polo photo because I went to the water polo picnic but wasn't in the photo (they told me they wouldn't take any photos then had a photoshoot, MAN I was pissed off) and I deleted my nice TBH for her.

I'm half proud, half ashamed of the fact that I'm pretty good at being a douchebag-but-not-really on social media. But to be fair, I do it in retaliation to the other douchebags-but-not-really or just straight up douchebags of my old friend group. You know the story. That bullying that feels like exclusion but isn't noticeable enough to really be bullying. It's that kind that you tell your friends about what happened and they give you a look and go 'Are you sure it's that bad?'.

Also OH MAH LAWD I found the BEST playlist in Spotify, with the BEST songs. The only problem is that it's called Today's Top Hits, and yes, it does update every few days. So if you guys check it out and the songs suck, now you know why. And I'm writing this while I don't have wifi, so this'll come out later. So the very good playlist was today's top hits of around 14/01/17. If you guys want to see the playlist, because it was so good that I saved all the songs in its own personal playlist, comment and I'll list them.

Okay, I was going to make this post about skiing, but I got a bit sidetracked. But screw it, I'm just going to do it anyway, because I have plenty of time. Hell, I promised you guys a long blog after my last one was so disappointing. So anyway, let's get started.

Right now I'm in the snow, and we ski every day. And before I start, let me just get this out of the way. I'm a powder head. For most, if not all of my readers who don't know skiing slang, let me clarify. I love making fresh tracks and going on new trails where there's fresh, ungroomed, unskied snow. Because the resort I go to is quite popular, this is very hard to get. If you ever ski with me, don't be surprised if I go zig-zagging through the trees and get into crazy dangerous situations, just so I can make my track. I've gotten stupidly stuck before when I went too low or high to get the powder and got stuck in 10 centimetre deep snow. But no-one is more of a powder head then my uncle.

If the slopes open at 9, he'll be in line at 7:30. He waited for five hours when the roads were closed, just so he could get an hour of fresh powder. Yeah, he's crazy.

As you may've guessed, I can be a bit, nay a lot, of a thrill seeker. But what's weird is that I hate super steep slopes (try saying THAT quickly). I love doing massive jumps that make my skis fly off, going off course or flying waaay too fast down slopes. One day I aim to do an off course jump while going way too fast ;)

I just got home from skiing, and my knees are killing me. There was a massive storm which snowed 3 metres, and one some courses there's calf deep powder. For those who don't know, powder makes it hard to turn, and turning is what makes your knees kill themselves slowly. I had three massages and held a heatpack to my legs for two hours and they're still sore. There's no stopping the knee pain devil from his cruel takeover.

Also, powder makes you fall. A LOT. I was skiing through a massive bank of powder when I hit a rock or ice or a hard bit of snow. My skis stopped. I didn't. I flew through the air, smacking into the snow face first. I dropped both my poles, and my ski snapped off (that makes it seem like it broke, it didn't break, it's meant to do that).

So yay, that's my skiing life. But there's still one thing I need to talk about, that I talk about way too much. Music.

This is really hard to say, but I've been thinking about it for a while. I *takes deep breath* don't know if Shawn Mendes is really my second favourite artist anymore. This may not seem that important, but to me it feels like I just walked up to him and yelled 'I HATE YOU'. I feel horrible.

I wish I could not do this, but I really think it's important to come clean. I haven't really been listening to him that much, and I'm getting a bit tired of his songs. I think there may be another contender for the place of my second favourite artist. Panic! At the Disco.

I may not be a real fan because I don't know all of their names, or I only really listen to two of their albums, or I've never looked up their merch, or a million other reasons, but I do love their songs. My favourite songs are Always, Nicotine and LA Devotee (I may be a fake fan, but I listen to their less popular songs). But I don't know. I think I may just leave that spot open for a while, because I don't want to commit to a band I don't actually like.

But luckily LIGHTS is still my favourite artist. I haven't lost too much of my original roots.

Speaking of LIGHTS, I feel like crying now. You see, I've saved some videos of her performing on my iPod, and I just watched them. It always makes me cry whenever I watch her perform, because I will most likely never be able to see her. She lives on the other side of the world, and she's never toured to Australia, I'm pretty sure. It's one of my biggest wishes, that she'll come to Australia and my parents will let me go to her concerts.

You know what, I am swearing right now that I will go to one of her concerts, even if I have to fly to Canada to do so. You guys all serve as a witness to this promise that I will. And even if I've stopped using Wattpad, I will sign in and write a final blog post about all of the details of the concert.

One more thing. This is about Hamilton, but I promise I won't reveal any spoilers without the correct warning.

Ever since I found out the end of Hamilton, it just makes me depressed to listen to the songs. It's crazy, but I've got this little knot in my stomach that I've carried around ever since I found out the end. I guess I was more attached then I thought.

'1,315 words. I hope that's enough.

Random Thought of the Blog:

My Favourite Songs Playlist isn't actually my favourite songs. It's wildly outdated.

QOTB:

What concerts have you been to?

Thanks for reading,

Callie ;)