I have to leave for work in about an hour. Despite my need for money, I HATE my job. I am a dishwasher, in a place I refuse to mention, three days a week, totaling in around twenty hours of greasy, grimey, shoulder straining, skin pruning, soaking wet dish cleaning on Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday. H0wever, I also work Friday mornings doing office-type work for another job. I have already given my two week notice at my dishwashing hell, letting my last day be August 2nd, but the time inbetween now and then could not be going any slower. Luckily, I have much to keep me occupied on my days off. Infact, on the 21st I’m going to Warped Tour at the Comcast Center with Deprise. As much as I am looking forward to it, I’ll have to admit that I’m a little worried about Deprise’s ability to sunburn with even the smallest amounts of sunshine available. Hello, SPF 50.
Anyway, I have to cut this post short. I have to print out my mother’s boyfriend’s plane tickets. He’s leaving to California for a week, lucky him -_- And then it’s off to work <3 -_- -_-
Until next time, xo
Filed under: Life, Media, The Internet, The World | Tags: boston, Bruno, photoshop, six flags new england, stumbleupon, worcester massachusetts
I love Bruno. Although it was thoroughly amusing, it just goes to show how crude our humor has become.
I have had a very good time within the past few days. Monday I went to Boston with Deprise and Heather, Tuesday- Six Flags. I went home that night, and went to Heather’s the next morning with Deprise. Later that night we had a fire, woke up the next morning … well, this morning, and spent a few hours with Heather and Jack ‘discovering’ Worcester. Offroading, Bancroft Tower, and mansions. All in this dump of a city.
Also, I drove on the highway for the first time on Monday! It was both terrifying and exciting haha. I didn’t kill anyone, and I have a better feel for the gas and brake pedal, so I’d say it was a drive well done. I do have a lot to learn though. And much more practice. Very much more practice. Also speaking of practice, I’ve practiced working with photoshop through making this creepy picture of Heather/Abe.
I think it compliments the both of them ;D Although, Heather probably would not take that as a compliment what so ever. Come to think of it, Lincoln probably would not appreciate it either. Anywho, I am going to eat the food that my boss made me at the end of my shift despite the unreasonable time of the night/morning and possibly hit the sack.
Until next time, xo ;)
Oh! Ps, I found a new website, courtesy of my friend Lis, that is SO sick. Stumbleupon.com. Could be the most amazing and mindless timeconsuming website yet? Naturally, I love it.
Filed under: Life, Shopping, The World | Tags: 50th anniversary, relatives, the country vs. the city, upstate new york
I was recently in New York for a 50th anniversary of some distant relatives. During the five hour long car ride there, I wrote a blog, which I was unable to post at the time because there was no wifi on the road. I’m just getting around to it now, so here it is :)
June 26, 2009:
Current Location: The middle of nowhere. Also known as upstate New York. To be honest, it’s really not that bad .. I guess. It’s all so green here, as opposed to the familiar gray, cement color scheme of the city. So I like the green. I must say that the huge expanses of greenery make it hard to believe that we are actually at a loss for trees and nature and whatnot, heading the planet into a state of dried out rock, suffocated by greenhouse gases. It’s also hard to believe that New York can hold all this green while one of the filthiest, most polluted cities in the world also is located here. On top of all of that, I’m biased. I very much support a greener lifestyle, and saving the planet, but I prefer city living over being surrounded by farm land. I don’t have much against farmland, it’s just that it gets old when you’re my age. Everything is like a mile apart, and it’s so quiet, and there’s a very limited amount of activities that would entertain me. I’ll be honest, I’m not very good with physical labor. I doubt I could keep a window sill garden alive. Despite that farmland and forest lifestyles seem much cleaner and healthier, something I hold in importance, (does that make sense?) I would rather be lost in the vastness of urbanity than be swallowed by nature, and be bored. So what it really comes down to is how much fun I’m having, and how convenient things are. And I’m okay with that.
I’m on my way to a 50th anniversary right now. Five hours in the car with my two aunts, my brother, and Coco and Dot – the dogs. However, I did get a beautiful dress out of it. Well, besides all the wonderful benefits of bonding with distant relatives and blah blah blah. ;) I’ll have to post a picture of it from the Forever 21 (or should I say XXI Forever?) website. I can’t right now because I don’t have wifi but I’ll do my best to describe it. It’s soft white with a country style flower pattern all over. The straps are like that of a tank top, but there’s a slightly frilly piece of fabric along the edge of the sort of low cut neckline. The skirt has a slight bubble-ness to it, and it falls above the knee. (My conservative, catholic, incredibly judgmental aunt will probably have a heart attack that it’s not ankle length, but then again…that wouldn’t be most horrible situation either. Kidding! … o_O) All in all, the dress is really endearing. I hope that it’s not too dressy to wear throughout the rest of the summer because I absolutely adore it. The only thing I wonder is if I can get away with wearing black heels with it. I have these awesome pointed-toe, black, two inch heels that I haven’t had an opportunity to wear yet and I really was hoping that they would make their debut at this party. I think I can get away with them because the only thing I brought to go over the dress is a black cardigan, so it will create a nice balance.
The last time I was here was about fifth grade, and I was going through a stage of Gothic apparel and anything related to Hot Topic. And I was reading the fifth Harry Potter book, thus making me the anti-Christ in the eyes of my aunt (previously mentioned) Things surely have changed. I’m interested to see how her kids have developed, from what I hear they’re kind of on the weird side but what can you expect. Anywho, appearances are no judge of character and I’m willing to look past odd mannerisms and get along with my cousins.
We’re getting close I hear, so I’m going to wrap up here. I’ll post my dress too. Until then, xo.
Not bad for 24.80 ;)
Filed under: Life, School | Tags: appreciation and happiness, fields of gold, Life, summer
“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.
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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
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
Today is one of those unseasonably warm, give you a taste of weather you can’t enjoy until school’s out, beautiful and sunny, late May days. And it makes me want summer almost more than anything. Today is one of the days that I can feel summer in my bones. I’m sitting on the bus right now, being jostled around, almost to the point of nausea, and vacation is just out of reach. I have an incredible amount of work to finish as well. I feel like im so used to this track of stress and cramming and rushing that when summer actually comes I won’t know what to do myself. It’s odd but definitely in character. I think I’m somewhat of a stressaholic. Or maybe stress is addicted to me because I never seem to enjoy it’s presence in my life, no do I feel a need for it.
On another note, I made select chorus at my school. I’m really excited for next year, I heard we were invited to perform in London. This year the select chorus visited Washington DC for the innauguration and placed fourth in the whole country. I’m really just bragging right now but I can’t help it, I’m totally psyched :D
Other good news, my leg is not in need of surgery again! My doctor said I probably just sprained my knee and got set back in terms of physical therapy but other than that I’m all healed :) Things have been going really well lately, all besides my mom and Jonny. Both are pretty influential and important people in my life, so it’s rough that there’s issues with them but both situations are out of my control so I can really only try to deal with it. Anyway, I have a load of homework to start.
Till next time,xo.
What a day,
What a silly little day.
Time to kill, take a pill,
As I sit and contemplate
- Saturday by Holly Brook
There’s a certain comforting mugginess to the air today while I sit here and wait for the forecasted thunderstorm. I woke up exhausted this morning to run around Worcester and the near by towns, assembling my Mother’s Day gift. I had originally planned on cleaning the entire house and redoing the living room but we weren’t able to get my mom out of the house so we settled for a basket filled with an assortment of motherly things. My mom has been complaining for what seem like ages, for new pots and pans. Thus, I bought her a few good ones that I’m sure she will highly appreciate. I also blew up a nice picture of my brother and I and framed it. I think she’ll appreciate that more.
I haven’t written in a while, to be frank, I haven’t had the time at all. I actually don’t have the time now either but there’s an odd relaxed feeling about this hour of the day and I had to take advantage of it. I’ll admit I have not had the greatest day, quite stressful actually, so it would be a sin to not acknowledge the calmness that has settled over my house. It’s relieving because this week has been the worst I’ve probably ever had, maybe not measured by the events of it, but measured by how I’ve felt. Which is awful, by the way. I’m really, horribly, terribly, ridiculously, upset by Jonny leaving. Now that it’s May, it seems like the days are just flying by and each second brings us closer to having to say goodbye. If there’s anything I’m not good at, it’s dealing with emotions. So I figure this is going to be extra hard. Anyway, I haven’t had much to eat all day and I just got a wave of ravenousness.
I’ll try to update more often, but until then,xo.
Lately I have been having really vivid dreams, some shocking, some pleasant, all of them interesting. This morning I woke up from a dream about a magic tree. I’m not exactly sure what the tree specialized in, but it just fixed everything. In the beginning of the dream there was a flashback to these Mayans or Inca people who discovered the magic trees hidden in a vast forest and discovered their powers but kept them secret. Then, in real time, I discovered their powers. I some how obtained the knowledge of the ancient history of the tree and I would rub my hands on the flowers and red leaves of the tree and just fix things. I can’t remember all that I did but I distinctly remember making a little sprout in the ground grow into a large beautiful tree and there was a sad, little autistic girl whose hair wouldn’t grow. I rubbed my hands on the pollen of the tree and then rubbed her head and she grew a full head of hair and the color in her face returned to her cheeks and she had a big smile on her face.
Now that I write this dream out, it sounds much less appealing than when I actually dreamt it, but I can assure you it was really amazing. I have a tendency to look up my dream meanings too, because they end up being sort of accurate, and from what I’ve read, my dream translates that in order to flourish and grow, I need a new approach in life - which honestly is believable with how things have been playing out lately.
Anyway, I’m totally supposed to be working right now, so I should probably get to that. Lataaah ;]
Oh & p.s., I saw Adventureland last night .. not so good. There was an interesting plot line, and I love Kristen Stewart, but I expected it to be funnier than it was. I think they were playing on the humor of akwardness, which kind of worked for them but was often played out uncomfortably. I don’t know, maybe my sense of humor just sucks.
