Chelsea in Wonderland


Thoughts
June 16, 2009, 1:55 am
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“I’ve never made promises lightly,
And there have been some that i’ve broken.
But I swear in the days still left,
We’ll walk in fields of gold.”

For some reason, fields of gold by sting always makes me sad. Do you ever feel like you have memories of something that you know never happened to you? That’s what happens to me when I listen to that song. I always feel this longing inside of me, to go back to the days in fields of gold, but I never have actually experienced them in the first place. It just feels so real, like in anastasia when she goes back to her old palace and there’s things she “almost remembers”. I don’t know, maybe I just get really into the song? It’s just such an odd mood I get it whenever the song comes on.

In other news, I’ve been thinking lately. It’s so hard to change. It’s hard to be someone you know you should be when you know you’re not. It’s hard to be strong, when you know you’re sad, and a simple slip up can erase your problem. But sometimes, it’s harder to erase your problem then to actually deal with it. I don’t like having conflict in my life, especially with people I love. I usually know if I’m being selfish or if I’m rational, but sometimes the line blurs and it’s hard to tell if I’ve made the right choices. I’ve grown so much this past year, and now that summer is so close (six school days to be precise) I feel as if I’m really not done learning yet either. I feel like there’s so much more to come. I’m going to me working all summer, while balancing a social life, summer homework, sat prep, and Princeton. As much as I put all my effort into things, I feel like I look to the future so much that I’m just running away from problems I have now to some expected happiness I seek to find, and I’m forgetting to recognize the moments that are slipping away in the process. I don’t think I’ve enjoyed enough lately and I’d like to make a promise to myself to start living. I’m only going to have a summer being sixteen once, I better take advantage of it. So here is my summer resolution: I, Chelsea, will truly enjoy my summer, soak up every bit of positivity possible, stop being stressed, and just be young. I don’t want to say that my youth was wasted when I was young at some later point in life. I want everything to be worthwhile.



Making a play
June 4, 2009, 3:24 pm
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I’m making a play to,
Come back to life.
I’ll do it in plain view,
Right out in the light.
-Rumer Willis

Yet another blog from Mr Power’s class, damn the Tale of Two Cities.

I have a plan. For the past six months or so I have had a pretty rough time. Anxiety through the roof, conflict around every corner, solemnity every day. I’m through with it all. I want to have a completely enjoyable summer, not exactly carefree, but atleast stress free. These are my summer objectives:
1. Save my money!
I’ve spent so much money without even realizing it that
it’s gotten ridiculous, four hundred gone in the last two
months or so? And that’s just what was in my account,
let alone what I made from work! So I’m definitely
going to stop with that spending.
2. Get in shape for the upcoming field hockey season
I went running with Nina the other day, we did a mile
and I’m still sore three days later -_- Not acceptable,
Chels.

– I didn’t finish this post but I thought I’d publish it anyway, showing the beginning of my plans haha



Do you believe in magic?
June 1, 2009, 10:42 am
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I believe in magic. I genuinely do. Or atleast I yearn to believe in it. I get so wrapped up in stories about the impossible happening and little secrets that the rest of the world over look. My imagination has no limits, which kind of makes it hard return to reality after an amazing day dream. I want so badly for a fairytale to happen to me that I can’t help but believe that there’s some sort of mystical realism (how’s that for a paradox) that exists. Maybe I’m näive, maybe I’m not. Who really knows. I’ll probably end up being the insane old woman who wears her hair at her knees and makes potions from her spice garden. But I’ll definitely have the best stories to tell my grandchildren ;)

Until next time, xo