Thirty-One

Have you ever tried to tell your real life story. Truly, I think that Little House on the Prairie must have been a joke. How on earth did she remember all her life in all that detail? Okay wait back up.
So I had nothing to do in study hall today. An utter waste of time. Another one of those reasons that I hate Larkin. So I decided to get started on my book. I'm just focusing on one little aspect of the last year. At first I tried to write everything down in chronological order but then I would write something down and realized that I missed stuff or I should have put it in earlier. Or I couldn't figure out where on earth it went. When did this happen in relation to that? I just was so lost. How can something that has happened so recently be so hard to recollect? Oh I think I'm losing my mind. I just want to put together the pieces. It makes me so worried that if I can't remember the last year of my life at only seventeen, what will I remember when I'm old and gray?

Thirty

I guess you would say I'm sentimental.
For the first time in a long time I spent a weekend crying over things that well are just kind of sappy.

List of things I cried about:

• How much I love my siblings.
  
• Corny love songs.
  
• God.
• Seussical

Friday was Shannon's birthday and so we read the family journal. It's kind of our habit to read the journal on birthdays because we want to think back on how cute and funny we all were when we were little. Halfway through reading a story about Shannon, I just burst into tears. My mom looked over and was like what's wrong. I was like I miss being home with you all every day. The funny thing was that the next paragraph in the journal was talking about how we had been reading the journal and I started crying. I was like omw this is deja vu.

I was a great weekend. I just have to go to bed. So much I would like to write about right now. An outline for my book feels like something that can't be achieved as of now but I won't give up!

Twenty-Nine

A prayer

Dear Lord, I just am kind of lost right now. I know that I haven't been serving you whole heartedly lately but you say that you're always going to be there for me. Am I asking too much? Lord, my mom thinks she's seeing why You threw me into these new situations. She sees a purpose. I'm trying to view it from that perspective but it's so hard. That old me that has such an easy time putting a bad spin on things is trying to make me believe that nothing good can come and make me preamturely drown in sorrows. I guess I haven't quite given You a chance to do something big with my life. Maybe I'm scared. Take away my fear. Give me a fire for You that won't let me be afraid. I love you Lord. In Jesus' prescious name, Amen.

p.s. If you could give me some help with getting my locker open, that would be amazing! I don't know what kind of idiots but the lock on backwards but yeah... I happen to be one of them.

Twenty-Eight

Started school about two weeks ago. It feels so weird saying that. Last year my depression got really remarkably bad during the school year but I had such a bad summer that I thought that it must have been caused by that. It can't be now that I think about it because I am not myself right now and it's only been two weeks in. I wasn't even planning on being depressed although I'm not sure anybody does. That was a stupid thought. What's frustrating is that this was a great summer. I had to do math homework but I was happy. I don't want to whine and complain about myself, I guess I'm just confused how such dark feelings can wash over somebody so fast.

How does depression even work? How can feelings go away and a year later be so strong and horrible. Only God knows.

On a brighter subject trying to get down leet or hackerspeak? It makes me laugh because it's so confusing but oh well. Getting ready for school now. :( l!|= 5(_)[|25 ^5 0|= /\/()\/\/

Twenty-Seven

Well I started to write this awhile ago but I totally forgot about it. It just seemed like a good time to post it. This was written in August.

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Expectations are just so un-called for and yet I know that I can't live with out them. Sometimes my expectations are way too high. This summer I put up on a pedestal my social life thinking that that was what would save my summer of working and doing math homework but here I am still doing math and sitting at work and I haven't made plans with friends since I can't remember. It's not that I thought that I was going to spend all my time goofing off but I didn't think that by the end of summer I would have been dreading school so much because I never really got a break from it. Every day, I get up and do math or go to work. After work I do math until I'm so tired that I can't function and then I go back to bed. I'm not even getting that far in math. Adleast it doesn't feel like I'm getting far. I don't know if maybe I would have been more content if I hadn't expected to spend so much time doing things with friends but that seems like the only reasonable answer right now.

Other-times I feel like I push my self down. I could be reaching high to achieve great things but I spend or should I say waste my time. I spend hours on facebook or laying around reading books. I could be working for great causes but I don't know I just fail. I just hope that maybe eventually I can figure it all out. It won't be so frustrating to do the right thing, but who am I kidding, that's life!

Twenty-Six

Chelsea's Dictionary

Excusemuah- Excuse me, Pardon me, What the heck are you doing?

Ya'll- My attempt at a southern accent

Diyaknowhatimean?- Do you understand what I'm saying?

D-e-s-s-e-r-t- Don't let Shane know we're eating dessert after he goes to bed.

like- he said, she said

top model- a far off dream because i am not going to get taller... :(

so...- this is an awkward pause in conversation

There are probably are more but I don't know about them. I'm oblivious. :D

Twenty-Five

Hello Bloggies,

I do believe that this was the first day of the best summer of my life. If today was any indication of how the rest of the summer will be, it will be amazing! :) I even am a little sunburned on the top of my arms and my nose. Last night I went to a party with a bunch of my friends and we watched Beauty and the Beast. We did it in the winter so it was weird to watch it but it was so much fun. After that all of the girls went back to Lauren's house and we chatted all night long. Well I was up until 4 and then I totally crashed. I think the rest of the girls were up until 6. We woke up at 11:30 and had breakfast and straight after that we went to Dairy Queen. An hour after talking and ice cream all around we ordered slurpies. The promises of working out all summer makes it all okay though! Weasels, gossip, sidewalk chalk, energy drinks, cheesy goldfish, Youtube, boys, and true love are just the normal right? I'm so blessed to have such amazing friends. I really have to get back to studying for finals. I will be so happy once it is all over. Much to come once all the real fun starts.

Love, Chelsea

Twenty-Four

Dear Blog,
This has been a long, long week. The show ended so abruptly and I miss it so much. It feels like when we're doing a production we're in an alternate reality. You get so caught up in the fun that you forget about all the day to day problems. On Tuesday, when I realized that it was over a sort of panic came over me. I have finals. I have homework. I have real life to deal with. It's an overwhelming feeling. My emotions want to go straight to summer and not have any worries and things to do. My mind knows that I have chores to get done, final papers to write and things to do to care of myself. Hopefully it will all finish quickly. I mean I gave up my facebook to get homework done. This better go fast because I'm dying without social interaction! Wish me luck!
~Chelsea

Twenty-Three

Dear Blog,

I love being on stage because I can be whoever I want to be at all. It's so freeing and I know that I don't have a very strong voice and so I would really like to pursue drama. I don't really know if I'm any good but I would like to try doing a play soon. Musical theater is not really my thing though I wish it was.

Tomorrow is the very last day of the show. I know that for most everyone it's not the last day because they have strike party in a two weeks. Unfortunately, I'll be in Tennessee that day. Being in Tennessee is not a bad thing by any means though. It will be lots of fun spending time with Gretchen. At the same time though I keep thinking about how tomorrow will probably be the very last time I'm going to be with some of these kids.

I really started out the show extremely excited. I was ready to do anything they told me. For pete's sake, I've never had a part like this. ALL THE DIRECTORS KNEW MY NAME WITHIN A WEEK OR TWO! I mean what a shock. If it was everything I dreamed it would be, it would be the perfect show. Well then things got a little hard. I struggled with the blocking and the music. I felt left out alot in different social circles. Our costumes weren't what we expected. There were a lot of things that shouldn't have got me down but they did. I made a huge stink about something that wasn't worth the struggle at all. I had gotten one of my dream roles! Yeah it's just a bird girl but it was something that was in reach.

I wish I had spent more time getting to know certain people. Now I started making new friends and having fun with them but on Monday it will all be over. I do believe I will cry my eyes out tomorrow. Rachael and Alise are both moving on and I'm going to miss them so much. I'll also miss this show and the friendships I made. All the fun times we had. Inside jokes that were made. Secrets that we shared. Aaah............... I can't take this much longer. I'm going to bed!
Goodnight, Chelsea

Twenty-Two

Dear Blog,

Week 1 of shows officially accomplished. It was such a long week. The thing is that even though it's really draining and hard work, the weeks that I'm with those kids are some of the best in my life. I don't want it to end!
Last Weeks Schedule:
Friday- Last Friday Rehearsal
Saturday- Last Saturday Rehearsal
Sunday- Finish homework before the long week
Monday- First Dress Rehearsal 4:20-10
Tuesday- Second Dress Rehearsal 4:20- 9:30
Wednesday- Third Dress Rehearsal 4:20- 9:30
Thursday- Two School day shows 7-3
Friday- Opening Night and Cast Party 4:50-12:30
Saturday- 2 Shows and Party! 11:50-12
Sunday- Show and Mothers Day Dinner 11:50-6
Monday- Theater Class 5:30- 7:30, Work 7:50-9:30
Tuesday- Work 2:30-9

I wish I could record my inner monologue sometimes. I want to write out my thoughts but they normally only make sense in my head and get jumbled when I try to write them out. Most of the time I think while I'm doing the dishes or sweeping at work. Today I was thinking about how I feel that sometimes I'm so socially inept. Although I want to be liked and amicable, I can be really shy or downright obnoxious.
Summer is almost here! I can't wait!

Twenty-One

Dear Bloggites, (hehe I love that, I'm a dork!)
It's been a very loooong day. I just finished washing off my makeup and taking the bobby pins out of my hair. I look interesting. hahaha
The show is approaching fast. We open on Friday and I don't feel ready at all. I don't have the dances or the lyrics down. I want to do well but I try so hard and I feel like a total idiot on stage. I dread going out there because I feel like I'm going to do something stupid. Tomorrow I'm spending all afternoon practicing the dances and reading over the lyrics. I can't talk because I have to rest my voice because I can only croak right now. Froglike is my voice. Frog is like voice my.... I'm am tired. This is the last show I'm going to be able to do with Alise and Rachael! Two of my bestest friends ever and I don't even see them that much. It's not like it's the end of the world. It's nice to have a show where I'm actually busy and not feeling worthless. The whole cast is sooooooo busy. I do miss my friends though. I'm carpooling with Rach so I see her but no Alise. It's not cool :(...
Oh well. Hopefully everything will come together. I wish I felt more confident in what I was doing though. I feel like I keep waiting for somebody to go, "Hey what's that girl doing in that part!!! Get her off the stage! Chelsea, you are doing everything wrong!" I get confused when people tell me I'm doing well.... aaaah goodness. It's hard to go from townsperson after townsperson to a supporting role. um... well I guess it shouldn't be but I'm struggling.
Last rehearsal tomorrow!!! AAAAH!!! Hopefully with practicing tomorrow afternoon I can feel less stressed at rehearsal. I'm listening to Colbie Caillat right now :D It makes me feel more relaxed.
Goodnight, Chelsea

Twenty

Dear Blog,
I haven't written in awhile since I've been so stressed and tired but I really should have. When I write, I feel much better about everything.

Yesterday I had so many good intentions of going to bed early. Well, that really didn't happen. My mom had a rough day and I ended up just staying late talking to her. We had a really good talk and I actually gave her some advice for once. lol! I didn't end up getting any homework done last night. Oh well. I got some done today. Some haha.... a little. mmm Oh yeah I had brownies last night.

Please send a prayer for our show if you can. I'm really hoping that it can come together tonight! I'll write more later! I have to curl my hair!

Nineteen

So I definitely have typical girl syndrome. I've been watching the office for the last two weeks and I'm on the third season. The show is absolutely hysterical and delightful. The characters and the settings, although elevated versions of reality, they kind of hit home with people and circumstances that I've seen before in real life. My favorite characters are Jim and Pam of course. I'm in love with Jim Halpert! He's soooooo perfect and amazing and Pam is a lucky lady. Kelly makes me laugh sooo hard. Poor Ryan, she's totally obsessed with him. Angela is so awkward and funny. Dwight's Speech was my favorite episode so far. Maybe not my favorite but I laughed the hardest. :)

The long week of rehearsals, dress rehearsals and shows starts today. I'm extremely not looking forward to it. Well that's not true. I can't wait! The week of doom as I like to call it. It's tons of fun and like a week-long party. The problem is that I get way behind in homework and get stressed beyond reason. I also don't feel ready at all. For some reason I struggle with getting the dances and choreography down and I just feel stupid. Adleast I know the music. Too bad I don't have any voice right now. Hopefully it will come back and not keep giving me grief.

Eighteen

Dear Blog,

So my mom and I were talking last night and I was asking her why, why? WHY?!?! Why do guys think that if they are buff and just tiny bit good looking that they are all that and a bag of chips. Yes maybe the guy is physically attractive but the attitude is such a turn off. They want to be all hot abs and ripped arms and yeah that is attractive a bit but I like beautiful smiles and a nice face. Isn't that what girls are looking for? My mom thinks that because guys are visual they want to put out a good image. With a new, sleek car I'll get the girl. Yes, maybe you will but is that even the right kind of girl? My mom dated a guy that she broke up with because they weren't on the same level spiritually. At first I couldn't get it though because he owned a yacht. YES! A yacht! Mhmm the girls that will treat you well will not fall for you because of your yacht or your $ 2,000 watch. My mom did compare this strange thing that guys do with with putting all their attractiveness in their muscles and their physique to how girls want to look as busty and leggy as possible. Which makes sense but I still don't get how the fit guy should win my heart? On the contrary, I don't know if I'd be able to look without judging at an obese person in that way but hey you don't know. Guys that are in shape= cool, Guys that are in shape and know it= not cool
What about a guy that is not the tall, dark and handsome guy but the guy who likes to make people laugh and is a little more awkward. GIRLS LOVE THAT!!! If you have trouble talking to girls, just ask something about us and we'll never stop talking. I'd rather have guys that are honest and funny then cocky and arrogant. ...aaah i'm just frustrated

I also was asking my mom why math is taking me so long. As I was doing this she was looking through all the papers on my desk. Yeah, well as she is doing this she finds Lesson 71 of my math sheets. It was half-finished.
Mom, "You said you finished!"
Me, "I did!"
Mom, "Then why is this half-done?"
Me, "I HAVE NO IDEA!!!" Well so we kept talking and she is cleaning up the papers on my desk she finds another sheet of paper that says Lesson 71. This Lesson 71 was finished. I was like oh that must be Caleb's lesson! (Caleb is my younger brother) hahahahaha... well we figured out that I had done Lesson 71 twice. No, that's not entirely true. I didn't finish Lesson 71 the second time. Oh well. It gave me a laugh. My mom has decided that the answer to why math is taking so long is this exact reason. yep... wow
Sometimes that's the only way I can take myself. I just go "Wow Chelsea, wow..."

Seventeen

Queridas Personas,

Well I've been sick for the last four days but it was the worst yesterday. I had a fever, headache, stomache and a horrible sore throat. Thankfully, I'm feeling much better today. Today I have a cold but that's ok. Sickness put me behind in homework but put me ahead in the office. I watched 19 episodes in today and yesterday alone. I know it's absolutely sickening behavior but I have an excuse! I was sick.

Our house is becoming an animal sanctuary. My siblings are doing all these experiments for their class about birds. Now we have so many birds in our yard it is unbelievable. We have two cardinals that are getting fat off of our feeders. There is a beautiful red male and a female that has the prettiest beak I've ever seen. Its beak is bright orange and has a song that makes me smile. I really love the birds. We also have little finches, robins, and doves but my favorite are the cardinals. The other day it was late at night and my mom and I saw a raccoon run past our back porch. We don't see raccoons very often so I think that all the old pieces of bread that we've been throwing out for the birds is attracting unwanted wildlife also. Speaking of unwanted wildlife.... we have bunnies running everywhere through our yard. Although they get annoying, they really are cute and definitely indicate that it's spring. My favorite little animal is this little chipmunk that lives in a whole right next to our back porch named Pat. Oh yeah we name our animals outside because we can't have pets... mhmm we're dorks. Between getting walnuts and putting them in his whole, he runs across our porch and we get to see him. Somehow he must have gotten hurt once because his tail is mangled. My favorite thing is when he stands at the window looking at us with his little cheeks full. Spring is definitely my favorite season. I love the snow but nothing beats the warm weather. Well I really have to finish homework even though I don't want to. What other choice do I have?

Sixteen

Dear whoever, whatever...

I never knew before that I was so quick to become emotional... You know sometimes you really just don't know yourself I guess. I'm so confused and mad at myself. Things will be better, in time.

So it's official, I am going to public school next year as a full time student for my senior year. Everyday it's becoming more and more clear that I will be going and it scares me. It's also excites me but I get so shy while I'm there that it's going to be hard to fit in I suspect.

I need to get to studying but I am so tired. It is definitely time for summer to start. My priorities are so out of wack and I just want time to think! ...gosh there just is not enough time anymore.

Much Love to All, Chelsea

Fifteen

Dear Blog Peoples!!!

I think I'm coming down with something. My whole body hurts and my throat is sore. grr.... I wish sickness did not exist. If it weren't for sickness I would be so behind in math. Every time I got sick I would put math to the side and just try to keep up with my other classes. Eventually when I would get back to math, it had been so long that I couldn't remember the concepts that I had learned. Now I'm so far behind that I have to take 2 years of math next year. Hopefully it won't be too much to take. No me gusto la matematicas....
Adios Muchachos

Fourteen

Dear Blog Readers,
So I might be finally catching up in homework. I had to quit some activities though to make that happen. I cried over it... I just wish there was more time to do everything. My schoolwork is the most important thing right now. It seems like I can't do anything right now because my life is on hold until I can catch up in math. So I really do think I will be an official student at public high school this next year. It's a really weird concept...
wow... I'm pulling an all-nighter tonight to get homework done haha more later. I'm overwhelmed right now.

Thirteen

Dear Bloggies (hehe, that will never get old)
My favorite # is thirteen. Why? I think it probably is because it was the date I was born on but I'm not totally sure. I'm so behind on homework... It make me so sad. I'm still in pre-algebra and I'm a junior!!!! This is pathetic. Gaah.... I really am ready for summer. Finally we have a taste of it but I just want it now.
Mucho Love, Chelsea

Twelve

Hello People!
Know what really ticks me off?
Those does he love you quizzes! I mean come on. How from taking test can you figure out if a guy likes you or not? At the same time though as you're staring at that blinking ad on your computer the thought goes through your head. Does he like me? ah... stupid internet

Today I wrote a fan letter to Taylor Swift thanking her for introducing me to country music. I really believe that if it wasn't for her I would never have given country music much of a chance. Now I'm like country wahoo! Now don't get me wrong, I can't stand Willie Nelson or Allison Krauss or any of that kind of thing but the country pop stuff is good. Miranda Lambert has this song called Gunpowder and Lead and she's singing about shooting an abusive boyfriend. Gosh I just love that kind of country it's just soo wonderful haha. Miranda Lambert has so many great songs about buying beer and chasing ex-boyfriends, I totally love it. Absolutely not me and I guess that's why I love it. Although I do like a few Kanye West songs alot and that's not really like me either so haha idk. I always wonder if they'll write back when I write to celebrities. I actually had an author write back to me once. It was the coolest experience ever. We wrote back and forth for a while and I told her what I thought of her book and she bounced some ideas off me for her next book. It was darn cool. The authors name is Polly Shulman. That definitely made me like her haha.
Well I will talk to you later! Goodnight!

Eleven

Dear Blog Readers,

Fairy-tale day, definitely a success. I love theater kids. Seriously, I don't know if any other circle of friends I was ever able to be more myself than with them. Aah boas, tutus and beads. :) Good times.

My head is so full right now to the brink with everything going on....
So much hw, so little time...

Ten

Dear Blog,

Gawsh it's been a long day... I'm so tired. I really have no time to write but I don't want to feel like I'm neglecting haha. I've got to keep this a habit or I'll forget... Fairy Tale day?! tomorrow at CYT. haha so I think I'm going to be a fairy. This will be fun haha. More tomorrow... if I survive eek. Long day to come.

Nine

Poetry has to hit you otherwise it has no point. I can't stand having to write a poem because I'm told to. How can I even begin to create anything of meaning? Inspiration doesn't come through force. It's like a butterfly landing on a fence. It flies down when it wants to and leaves when it wants to. You can plant flowers that will draw the butterfly near but you can't force it to come. It's a process that only comes with time and patience. Real life brings inspiration. How can you be inspired by something that has never happened? I could write on murder, being pregnant or skydiving. Would they be inspired? How could they? I've never murdered anyone or been involved in anyway with murder. Someday I would like to have kids, but that's way down the road. Skydiving is on my to-do list but right now I have no time. I get so frustrated when I get handed a poetry assignment. It's so constraining.

Today I'm quiet, and at a loss for words. My feet drag painfully across the floor. I'm not necessarily sure what's wrong. Reality just hits you sometimes. I couldn't live forever in my dreams but I wish I could. Wanting, waiting, hoping but not doing anything. I know I should act but I don't know how. So here I keep on writing and wishing. My head is heavy and hands drag along the keyboard. I have somewhat of an idea of what is wrong but I'm not totally sure what. What would be amazing is to talk to somebody and get it all out. I feel like everytime I start to talk to somebody though, I end up comforting them. Sometimes I'm too quick to share and othertimes I'm not quick enough. This lady at work here got all mad at me because I didn't put her cappucino in a mug. I felt bad but she was so hung up on it that I got really frustrated. I'm not a mind reader. I really, quite desperately need a friend. I'm sending out my thoughts into cyberspace because I need to get them down. why... oh dear this is quite pathetic and sad. Depression relapse or pms or quite likely a bad day? mhmm that's it.

Eight

Dear Bloggies (hehe),

So I keep feeling like I should think about my future. I have friend that are taking ACT and SAT tests right now. So far I have done absolutely nothing to prepare for my future. I don't have any idea where I'm going for college. I have no idea what I want to do. You would think that I'd be freaking out about now. Something inside of me should be getting anxious and nervous about the future. Unfortunately, I couldn't care! I really wish that I could but I can't make myself get nervous. Grr.... Prayer is what I need.

Love, Chelsea

Seven

Wavering and bumbling
How can I help from stumbling
Somebody save me
I'm lost and I'm senseless
Why?
Beceause I feel helpless

Not used to this feeling
I let it take over
How do I remind my body
That I am its owner?

I know it won't happen
and yet i keep wishing
Every frog that comes by
I end up kissing

Nothing wrong with this folly
But it makes me feel weak
How can I act so
When the future remains bleak

~Chelsea

Six

OMG!!! I MISSED A DAY!

haha I already broke my promise to write every day! Mmm I don't even know write.
Well let's see...
Pizza is eaten way too much. Have you noticed that? It feels like every informal gathering ever, has to include pizza. Why can't people just make something else for a change. I believe I had pizza 3 times last week. It was horrible. I'm beginning to think I may no longer like pizza! AAAH! What kind of thought is that? How can you no longer like pizza? I will hold out hope but I'm afraid that I really may not like it anymore.... God forbid!!!

Five

Dear Anyone that will Listen,

At 12:01 tonight I turn 17 and will be sweet sixteen no longer. I don't think I've enjoyed any other year more. I'm excited for my birthday but part of me just wants this to go on forever. It's such a perfect time in my life.... I may say the same thing next year but I guess I just hate to think that I'm getting older and moving on. Change is just hard on me I suppose.

Today was an interesting Seussical rehearsal. All the leads, wickershams, and bird girls talked up a storm while the director was trying to talk. I know I'm guilty of this too but it was getting annoying because after trying to get everyone to be quiet and adleast whisper and try to put some sort of attention to the director, nothing changed at all. I was going to go out of my mind but oh well. You can't make people change.

Good night People!

Four

Dear Blog, (hehe)(I don't think I will ever be able to cease from giggling at that!)

For my poetry homework this week I had to write a poem with three stanzas made with any foot of poetry. It also had to have a refrain at the end of each stanza. I am definitely not a poet. It took me three hours to accomplish this task. Aaah well here it is. Adleast I have something to show for all that hard work.

Fancy

By Chelsea

Poets live with fancy dreams

Change all their realities

Life becomes a beam of light

Should we dwell on what we write?

Given thoughts that spark and peak

Stories join our merry shriek

Elves and ogres, fae and sprite

Should we dwell on what we write?

Far and gone with wings we fly

Beyond the problems that to us try

Love of whimsy though not wise

Let us dwell on what we write

Three

Walking down the halls without a familiar face in sight, I feel so incredibly lost and lonely
I really want to be able to enjoy going to "real school" but I feel so empty while I'm there. When I was younger I was always so shy and quiet but over the years I've gotten so much better. Getting involved with theater really helped me break out of the shell that was holding me back. I walk into school though and I shrink all over again...

My birthday is this Sunday!!! Yee! I'm so excited! Because I got a laptop for an early birthday present, I really don't think I'm getting anything on Sunday. I'm still excited. It's always fun to have people fawn over you for a day. I told my mom that after getting the laptop I feel too guilty to ask for anything else. I asked for a donation to charity in my name haha. I don't know if that will happen. Aah back to school work. I'm so behind.
Adios Muchachos

Two

Dear Blog Readers (if any),

Why does it seem to happen that I randomly have a night every month or two where I can't sleep at all? It's not a fun thing to experience. Although it gives me some good time to think and reflect upon my life and what's going on right now, I really would much rather be sleeping.
Lately, I've been watching alot of video clips of Kelly Ripa on youtube. I love her! She is just so funny. If I could be a little bit of Kelly Ripa, and Ellen Degeneres, I would be a talk-show host. Or I could be Chelsea? Ellen Degeneres is funnier than Chelsea though. hmm...
Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis has been stuck in my head all night. She has a beautiful voice. Maybe I'll try to sleep again. Mucho Amor,
Chelsea

One

Dear Blog,

hehe

Can I say that? It's so awkward writing the first post. How do you begin to talk about what you're saying. I think everyone just should always skip to the second post in a blog because the first post is just, "Well hi! I'm Chelsea and yeah." BORING! Oh well.
So I guess I should share a little about myself. If you know me well just skip ahead to the next post.
I'm 16 years old right now but in 4 days I will be 17! I'm a junior in high school and home-schooled. I love musical theater, music in general, making coffee, and children. Would you like to know more??? Keep reading... I hope to post everyday. Writing has always been a way for me to get out all the pent up feelings I have when I have nobody to talk to. Being home-schooled, I don't normally have anyone to talk to during the day. Well unless I'm on facebook but haha i really shouldn't be there while I'm supposed to be doing homework. It's so hard though. Especially when you have A.D.H.D. I guess that's something you should know. It explains the rambles. Well it's 12:25 and I'm really tired so I'll post more tomorrow.
Love, Chelsea