All About Shelby

I was thinking about this past year and what I could write about which lead me into my old posts. I just cannot believe how much my life has changed since I started writing on here, it is quite amazing actually. I am so glad that I started doing this, it is like my online journal and I love sharing my thoughts, stories and life with everyone. My first post was October 2012 and the direction that my life was going is pretty much the complete opposite than it is now, it is actually quite surreal how much things have changed in only 2 years. I ended some relationships, created new ones and mended old ones throughout the way. The most memorable part of my year would have to be going to London with my 3 best friends, that was truly one of the most amazing and fun experiences I have ever had. Seeing Buckingham Palace was truly sensational and I am pretty sure I got a little teary eyed. Camden Market was surreal, it was a huge flea market almost with so many shops you would need all day j...

This may be a morbid one! I had to write my own eulogy and obituary for a class! Enjoy! Obituary: Shelby Robyn Collett, 23, of Calgary, Alberta passed away on November 12, 2015 after fighting a very long and hard battle. She was born on January 25, 1992 in Drumheller, Alberta, she was the only daughter of Ralph Collett and Yvonne Comstock. She graduated from Strathmore High School in 2010 and was in the middle of completing her teaching degree at Mount Royal University. Shelby is survived by her parents, her grandparents, George and Jewel Comstock, her sister Paige Severtson (Brad), her brother Casey Collett (Pam) and her nieces and nephews, Dayne, Kali, Carson, Grady and Lila. Along with numerous special aunts, uncles, cousins and friends.  A celebration of Shelby's life will be held in Hussar, Alberta on November 17, 2015 and Shelby made a request that bright colours are to be worn as well as that in lieu of flowers please make donations to a charity of your choice. ...

So sorry I haven't written in so long.... I have been so busy!! But hopefully getting back into routine will help with things! So this past Tuesday, the 23rd I began my practicum with a grade 1 class. I figured I would enjoy the older kids so when my practicum got switched from grade 6 to grade 1, I was a little disappointed, I'm not going to lie. But I told myself that it would be fine and it would be lots of fun to teach these little guys. Little did I know, I would be more than right!! I was so nervous that these little 6 year olds wouldn't like me. Jeez, they had caused me so much worry and stress for being so little and cute! I started the day with the principal because the regular teacher was away. She introduced me to the kids as Miss Collett, which is still really weird for me to hear. I have never been called that in an actual serious matter. The first kid to pipe up was a teeny tiny little boy with the biggest brown eyes I think I have ever seen. He walked up ...

When I first signed up to do this challenge, I thought it was going to be super easy and have no effect on me. Honestly, I was completely wrong on both accounts. Doing this challenge changed something in me, and it was definitely not as easy as I had anticipated. When I started, I had lots of dresses so I had a lot to choose from. However, I mostly gravitated towards the ones that were longer or had sleeves. Because of course, I hate my legs and my arms. WHO DOESN'T right? Well shit, after 10 days in I knew that I would have to slowly gravitate towards my shorter dresses, some that didn't have sleeves and I often didn't have a (clean) shawl/cardigan to go with the dress. So I didn't have a choice but to wear these dresses that I had been storing in my closet for that special day, or until I found a sweater that matched perfectly to cover my arms. But you know the craziest part of it all? Once I started wearing my short dresses, or the ones WITHOUT a cardigan. Holy sca...

Well, it is a good old Tuesday night and I can't sleep... What better way to spend my time than writing in my blog. It has been a while!! This one is going to be about love. I am not sure exactly what direction I am headed but sometimes the best creations have no plan! ;) You know you always hear that you will never love anyone as much as your first love, or never fully immerse yourself into a relationship after your first heartbreak. I think that those thoughts are partially true... I know for a fact that my next relationship will be entered with much more caution than my first one was. I didn't know what it felt like to have my heart broken, to be hurt that much... I dove in head first 100% of my heart and I had no trust issues, no problems, and it was good.  It was exactly what a first relationship should be like, I was happy. But like all relationships, the honeymoon stage ends and problems begin to arise. Now I am definitely not playing the victim in the problems departm...

After someone passes away there are so many things that people believe happen to them. But the truth is we don't really have any real proof that anything happens to them. I always liked to believe there was a heaven or reincarnation...something. Perhaps we just tell ourselves these things to make it easier to cope with the loss of someone. I never really knew for sure. I liked to believe that mediums were real and that spirit were really around us all of the time, I think mostly for comfort.  I think I talked about my experience with a medium last year a bit. But I mostly focused on my car accident and didn't really go into to much detail about my experience with her.So when I got to my sisters house, I was really nervous. I'm not sure why exactly, I just really wasn't sure what to expect. I had worked the the day before so I was one of the last ones to arrive and go.  When  I first sat down, she asked me a couple general questions, "how are you today?".... ...

The front of Kensington Palace So, I kind of left ya hanging on the last one there! So after Buckingham Palace we went to Kensington Palace. I was so excited to see it, especially because were allowed to go inside and tour around. It was all recently redone, and they tried to keep a lot of the rooms the same as they were when the Queen lived there! I cant seem to remember what it was called but something like Victoria: Revealed. It was so so so interesting to see. Lorien bought me a book all about it, it is called Discover Kensington Palace and it has a lot of really cool things in it.I will probably write this entire blog about Kensington Palace simply because I loved it so much. So I hope you enjoy! We walked around the side of the building to get in, when we first entered it was a little cafe type thing and then we walked through the gift shop to get up to the counter to pay. I knew that a couple of the girls were a little weary about going in, to be fair it was $65 doll...

Now, being in London, I couldn't sleep at all. I don't think  I slept more than 4 hours at night. Which gave me lots of time to work on all the crap I had due when I returned from the trip. It also gave me lots of time to wander around the hostel at 4 in the morning. I am not sure if I mentioned it, but this hostel's bathrooms were gender shared, the word privacy meant nothing. There were guys and girls everywhere and this was something quite new to me, I figured that it might be better to shower so early in the morning so that there was no one around, guy or girl it didn't matter, I just wanted a little bit of peace and quiet. So, I packed up my shower stuff as quietly as I could so that I didn't wake up the girls in our tiny closet of a room. Packed up my stuff put on my flippy flops and headed down to the shower. It was kind of like a campground or a pool. A bunch of different stalls, I walked in with my music in and fully expecting to see no one in there, I mean...

So, I know this is super delayed and I should have written this one a long time ago and now that I have started I realize it probably would have been much simpler if I did it then because I am trying to remember everything we did, everything I loved and everything I thought was really weird about London. This was truly a trip of a lifetime with my best friends. Sam, Lorien and I were going to visit our best friend Brittany who had been living in England since September... However it actually felt like years. Maybe that was just me. So, we departed from Canada on February 15th, I am gonna say around 1:00 o'clock in the afternoon. We were prepared to land in London the next day at around 6 or 6:30 in the morning. I HATE FLYING. Like hate it. It scares me so much even though I am like 99% more likely to die walking or driving my car I am still petrified of it and I'm not really sure why.  So I take these pills I get from the doctor for anxiety. Needless to say I was not looking ...

This is going to be one that is unbelievably personal... I know that my other ones have been as well but this is something that is really hard for me to talk about and the hardest one to share.... So bear with me. And be kind. There are people out there who always seem to be happy and look on the bright side all of the time. I truly wish I was one of those people... I can be pessimistic and really down somedays and alot of the time these are the days when I just lock myself in my room or go for a walk and try to do something that make me happy. When I have my highs I am elated; to be around people, to go to school. go to work, heck to do anything really... But when I have my lows, it is internal, and although I may be smiling or laughing, something on the inside just brings me down and it is taking all of my energy just to do that. There are very few things and people I rely on to help me when I am stuck in these ruts. Those are the days when it seems like everything is go...