My facebook posts

So today, I decided to go through some of my old facebook posts (By "old" I mean the past year because I only got facebook last year)
And some of the things I found, made me want to share it on my blog, so here goes...

It's your life RANT

"WARNING RANT AHEAD!!
GIRLS! Hello my name is Callie, I dress for comfort not for looks. I don't wear dresses or makeup. I'm not a huge fan of jewellery. I'm into super heroes, computers and video games. You wouldn't catch me dead painting my nails. My nails are always chewed and unpolished, my face has scars, I'm not afraid to scrape up my knee and get my hands dirty. My hair is always a mess and I don't try too much with it.
If you dress to impress.... Good on you
If you wear dresses... That's fine
You wear make up?... Cool
You have lots of jewellery? That's okay
You watch chick flicks and read fashion magazines?... Hey it's your life!
You get your nails done all the time?... Glad you have the money for it.
Your skin is clear? Lucky
You like to keep clean and that? Ok have fun.
Don't think this rant is against you, I accept you if you do this BUT the moment you tell me how to live my life that is the moment when I get over you.
Rant done."

The HB RANT

"Ok RANT!
I hate it when people write "hb" instead of "happy birthday"
Hb sounds stupid, sure it's "easier" but really is it that much of an effort to write "happy birthday"
When my birthday rolls around, I don't want to see a single "hb" written on my wall, if you are going to write something please write "happy birthday"
Hb can stand for anything,
Hubba Bubba
Hungry butterfly
Henry Banks
Hairy bum cheeks
Hateful bumblebees
Etc
But happy birthday has one straightforward message
I hope your birthday is happy.
See... Straightforward"

What Michael Jackson means to me

"If I was to define this man and what he means to me in one sentence... I can't, it's impossible.
Michael Joseph Jackson is not only my hero, but he is much more. Ask anyone, my life is all about mike, it has been for a long time. In just 3 days it will be 5 years since he died. 
People say it's weird that I follow michael like Jesus. Maybe they're right but in my eyes michael was God.
Nothing, can ever change my view on Michael. Every day he inspires me to be a better person, everyday when I wake up and look at my magnificent collection of posters I feel like he is my guardian angel I feel him watching over me. In fact, in about December I personally went through a hard time I sat and cried but then I felt a touch on my shoulder and I swear to god I heard mikes voice telling me that it was all gonna be ok. Every day I think of how Michael has changed my life for the better, his motivational songs about war, the earth, and lies that people tell somehow make me aware of the world around me. His quotes, poems, stories, paintings and speeches often bring me to tears of joy as such talent has moonwalked into my life. He once said "I don't care if the whole world is against you, or teasing you or saying you're not gonna make it. Believe in yourself no matter what."
This is a quote I live by, if someone tells me to give up... I am not going to, this quote gives me strength, as does michaels voice and pure talent.
Why did we lose such a great human being?"

The disabled child

"The following story happened on Saturday

Mum was talking to me and my sister before a party started.

Mum: now, my friend is bringing her niece, be nice to her. She might talk a bit different to you guys and she might walk a bit funny. She has some disabilities, she's your age Tegan...

Me and Tegan: ok.

When the girl came, Tegan went and played with her for a bit until Tegan's other friends came over.

The girl, Tegan and her friends went in the pool. The girl couldn't swim so she stayed on the step while Tegan and her friends went and had a blast in the deep end.

I was just enjoying the party when I realised that the little girl was all alone. When I was younger I was often excluded because I was the 'strange' one.
I walked inside and got my go pro camera.
I got a bit of footage of the other kids and then handed the camera to the girl. She filmed a bit from the step. But I could tell she still felt excluded. Then I started a wave thing on the camera where I'd film one person or a group of people doing a wave motion with their hand then I'd put it together. I got the girl to start it. Then moved on to the men and the women then the other kids.

But seeing the girl smile made me feel so happy inside. Knowing that I'd made someone feel welcome and included in an activity like everyone else. And when she saw herself on the tv when we showed it to her she smiled again. There is no better feeling than making a disabled child smile."