Of all the professions in all the world, I would say that the scariest one would have to be that of fire performers. There is just so much danger in everything that they do and they are risking getting burned, especially in learning a new act. I can say this because I have a close friend that does this for a living and I am afraid for him.

He used to show me his new moves and I am now to the point that I cannot watch anymore. It just makes me way to nervous. I am a worrier to begin with, so I am not a good mixture with that. I think that what eh does is fascinating and I know that he entertains hundreds of people with his acts, but I often wonder if it is really worth it.

He has, of course, burned himself before, but he is good at what he does and is confident in his abilities. I just hope that he does not grow overconfident and become careless one day. I worry that the old saying is true: if you play with fire, you are going to get burned. I certainly hope not!

It has been awhile since I received my first credit card, and I can remember that I was so excited.  In some respects it felt like moment where I joined the club with all the other adults who had credit cards.  Even though I was able to get a credit card, it didn’t mean that I knew how to use it properly.  I quickly racked up a balance on the card and eventually my account was sent to collections.

Even though I was eventually able to clear that up and pay off my debt, I still felt that I was not able to control myself if I had a credit card.  What they really needed was some sort of solution as it is very handy to have a credit card around.

While looking at a credit card ratings website, I found that they had such a thing as prepaid credit cards where I could put a cash balance on the card and I would only be able to spend what I put on it.  This way, I can enjoy the convenience of having a credit card without having the responsibility.  Even though I don’t use it that much, it has made sure the my credit account will never be sent to collections again.

We have been short staffed at work so many of us have been working in different departments than we usually do.  Normally, I work at night and stock the shelves in the grocery departments.  But last night, one person called in sick, so I was asked to stock the shelves in the sporting and outdoors department.

I was excited to finally have a change of scenery as I have been stocking groceries for last five years.  It was my chance to see another part of the store and see what I have been missing.

I started out stocking tents and other camping supplies and I found a few things that I will buy before summer hits.  I then moved over to stocking out the paintball guns and I was surprised at the number of models that we carried.  I think, that I will need to buy a Spyder paintball gun to replace my old one that I have at home.

Though I was tired by the end of the night, it was nice to have a change of scenery and find a few things to spend my hard earned money on.

The worst part for me about the GCSE coursework that I did in high school, was definitely the sciences.  I was not born to be a scientist and I know that now more than ever.  Biology grossed me out, chemistry confused me and do what he may get me started on physics.

Ever but he always said that I was smart enough to do the A level coursework with no problems, but I just could not get my head around the sciences.  It’s not that it wasn’t any good at them it was just that I hated them all so very much.

When I got to college I decided that I was meant to give much coursework as I needed and ensured not involve any sciences.  I decided that I would become a psychology major, as there were no science classes as prerequisites to this.

I have a great employer. I enjoy my job so much and my boss makes it both entertaining and fun. He says that just because we are at work doesn’t mean that our day should be dull and boring. In fact, he said that as long as we are getting our work done, we do not even have much of a schedule. Just yesterday, a friend and I took a forty-five minute coffee break.

The boss always has little games and incentive programs that make us want to work harder to earn points and prizes. He is also very fair, making sure that everyone gets a chance to win some of the incentive programs, and everyone can be a winner. We all love him and I could totally see myself being a lifetime employee.

The most recent contest we had gave us a chance to win event tickets to any concert that we wanted to attend during the next year. I thought this was a great prize as being able to pick what event we could go to. There were definitely a lot of people working hard to win. What a great way to have effective employees.

The other day when I went to the library to research stock investments, I ran into an old friend and we decided to go for coffee.  It was great to catch up on old times as we had not seen each other in many years.  It was interesting to see what had happened in his life since the last time I saw him.

When we were discussing what I did in my life he had a lot of questions about the stock research that I do, which basically allows me to not have to go to a 9-to-5 job.  I really love my life and the fact that I have created the exact life I said I would.

He then went on to ask me what my stock pick of the day was as he thought it might be a little bit of fun to start seriously investing the way I had.  I have no problems offering tips my friends as it really isn’t going to affect any of the money that I am going to make.

There is nothing quite like the feeling of finishing that last termpaper for the year.  It comes as a sense of relief and its accomplishment that took just eight months to complete.

Looking back over the number of term papers I wrote, I just finally realize the amount of work I did this year.  In some respects seems a little crazy, but it also feels good knowing that my time management skills paid off.

I’m particularly proud of two research papers I wrote over the last term.  On both of them, the grade I received was over 90% which is quite a feat for my college.

But my celebration from finishing writing for the term will be short-lived, as it will be time for me to study for final exams right away.

But, I deserve one day off, right?

Most people are really annoyed or frustrated when they know they have to work on an an essay.  I am the complete opposite, as I kill two birds with one stone.  While I am doing research and working on the actual paper, I spend my time in the library where my boyfriend, Adam.

Adam is currently working on his dissertation as well is working a part-time job, so we don’t get to see each other very often.  This is why I like to utilize my time doing research at the library where he works so released a chance to visit for a little bit.

I can’t wait until Adam finishes his thesis this spring, as he will suddenly have a lot more time for me.  I don’t blame him or hold it against him for being so busy, as I know that he is doing this for me and our future together.

Growing up, I was best friends with the son of an outfitter. Because of this, I got to meet a lot of people and experience many things that I would not have if I had not known him. Bear hunts were an exciting thing for me and Jamie and I loved to drive into town together to get bear bait. I also really enjoyed meeting the American hunters.

One experience that I will never forget happened in late November one year. Jamie and I were out helping his dad with a new group of hunters when a severe blizzard hit. We had to spend the night with the hunters in the canvas wall tents that were set up on site. It was the greatest night ever. We heard so many stories and laughed so much.

We made great friends with the hunters that night and there are a couple that I still talk to even now. The funny thing is that when I grew up and moved away, I eventually lost contact with Jamie and yet, I am still friends with these hunters that I met only because of him.

While most people thoroughly enjoy the college experience, there’s three things that I really hated.  I’m not here to pull any punches, but rather just give my opinion on the whole "college experience."

The first thing that a really hated was the admission essay that I had to write to get in.  Not only are their requirements really vague, I don’t really see the value in writing some silly essay to get you into college.  I could’ve wrote an essay on pretty much anything as long as I detailed some sorrow stricken past or how I wanted to be the president of the United States.  It just really seemed that they were looking for something really fake.

I was very disappointed with the number a book reports that we had to write.  I thought the book reports were more of a high school thing than something you would find in college, but for whatever reason I wrote a large number of them for the two English classes that I attended.  I never really understood the point of a book report when you could just buy the Cliff Notes and get your summary from them.

What I hated the most about college were the five students were caught submitting custom essays that they had purchased and were not punished for that act.  When I talked to the Dean about it, I was told that their families donated a lot of money to the school so they could not ethically expelled him

Needless to say I was very happy once I got out of college as I could leave those things that I hated behind.