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Alright. Biggest pet peeve. Sick chomping chewing food noises. Shut the crap up!

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So.

I'm pretty sure I polished off an entire supermarket today. It's getting close to that happy time of the month and that's when the cravings start a'rollin in from FoodVille Central! Ba dum dush! Alright alright... that's an exaggeration (see previous post for biggest weakness). 1 0'clock hit and suddenly a monsoon of violating "munchies" ambushed my delicate insides! I mean, I kept glancing with guilt at my body wondering if I should just masticate an arm or something. {{Eating a body part doesn't count as food, or something that has "calories"}}

I ate a string cheese instead. And then, STILL thought about gnawing a ligament off.
(I don't need ALL my fingers right? RIGHT?!)

But guess what? It's about nine o'clock PM and I still have 200 calories to consume. Oh the sweet sweet possibilities! Plus I peeked at my progress today because... well I was curious- and I'm not going to give anything away just yet, because technically we weight in tomorrow night.. but.. things are lookin' pretty freaking good. Big smile. :D

Highlights for today?

1) Awesome new song by J-sean. Jay Shawn? Jai Shahn? -"Do You Remember"

2) I have selected a research topic for my final paper ( Professors and Outdated Material)

3) I ate some nummylicious spaghetti for din-din

4) It's 9:15, and I'm going to bed.

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Middle name: Jo. Yeeeaap. I used to hate it, and now I rock it.
How old will you be this year? 21?
Nicknames: Che', Chels, Cheltz ( I hate this one), Chellie, Dreadlocks ( because I used to have them)
Are you taller than your mother or father? How do I put this... this questions sucks.
Do you cry often during movies? No. I've cried in 2 my entire life. Might Jo Young ( the part where he falls off the ferris wheel- go figure), and My Sisters Keeper. Oh, and I actually bawled my eyes out when I watched this commercial for animal rescue awesomeness.
What is your biggest pet peeve? biggest?
Favorite color: Forest Green, any colour green really.
Favorite foods: Wisteria knows this one! :D
Favorite restaurants: Costa Vida, my house.
Favorite beverage: Water, water, and more water. Everything else blows.
Favorite cold cereal: Anything granola-ish. Like.. granola ( ha!), porridge, oatmeal, bubble and squeak....
Favorite smells: burning rubber, sunshine (yes, you can smell it), rotting leaves, and licorice.
Favorite time of day: Sunrise.
What brand of shampoo/conditioner do you use? Whatever is cheapest.
Favorite make-up products? Mascara, though I don't really need it. Oh, and Chapstick.
How many pillows do you sleep with? 3
Do you play an instrument? Piano
Have you ever been skinny dipping? Duh.
Did you do any sports in High School? Swam all 4 years.
What was the last movie you saw in the theater? The Proposal- glorious.
What is your favorite article of clothing? Do socks count?
What is your dream vacation? Israel. I long to take a walk through Jerusalem.
If you were an animal what would you be? Monarch butterfly. No doubt!
What is your favorite “me- time” activity? Playing the piano, blogging, dancing.
Favorite TV shows: the Office, Cosby Show, and World Championships/Olympics
What is your dream car? Subaru. Any model, any year. Any time. Any place.
What is one of your weaknesses? Exaggeration! (i.e. English Prof " You got a 97% on your SUV paper". Me: " Oh my gosh, [insert name]! I totally just aced my English paper, and I think my professor is going to nominate me to go to Nationals in the Essay competition at United Nations- something about meeting with the president to discuss my ideas on fuel emission reduction. Also. I think just won a prize for about $200. Or it $200000000? Anyways, she pretty much loves me so I'm set for the rest of my writing career!"
What do you fix for dinner when there’s nothing to fix? Toast with cheese and tomatoes.
If you could live in a different decade/era which one would it be? I wouldn't. I love the here and now.
Do you consider yourself outgoing? Not at all.
What is something you are constantly working on? My skills as a woman.( cooking, cleaning, sewing, homemaking, child care, etc etc etc.)
Any hidden talents? I know how to take DNA from a Radish plant. And I'm a great singer. Yes! It's true!
What is a word or phrase you overuse? Awesome.
What is the worst thing that happened to you this past year? My dog jumped on my head. It was uncomfortable.
What is the best thing that happened to you this past year? I've met some pretty outstanding individuals.
What is one thing you hope to accomplish this year? Can't say.
The best piece of advice you learned this past year? "Hey, you can be comfortable later, but until then.. just be uncomfortable...."

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It's here. There's just no getting around it. Winter has come, and it looks like it's going to stay- for awhile. I thought for sure this snow storm was a fake out- that things would go back to sunny and breezy by tomorrow- and the next day- and the next day- and the day after that. The snow has stuck, there's ice on my car windshield ( I didn't go out, I just looked through the back door window) and I see a hint of an icicle over on the west side of the house.

Things could turn around, and you can bet your bottom dollar my digits are crossed. I'm not ready to endure the "cage" yet.

Updates:
1 lb lost as of last night. Which is hopeful because I was counting on this week being better. Week #2 made me want to sob buckets of boiling tears ( but I DIDN'T!)

I am so blessed.

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First of all, it's Meggae's birthday today and I wish I was down in P-ville celebrating with her! Hopefully this upcoming weekend something can happen {{Frightmares?}}. I have her pressie all ready to go and I can't wait for her to see it! She's going to think it's awesome! I know it!

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Interesting conversation last night with Jan and Sarah Lynne. We were just talking about, I dunno.. boys and stuff. Nothing super specific and I'm always in awe when Jan gives us theories on life and the way it should go- and it's mostly because I simply don't agree with her on most of it. I was explaining the program I'm doing and that started our topic of food. The foods we like and the ones we don't.

Eventually the conversation came around to me and I explained I don't enjoy red meat. Jan, after sucking in a violent breath goes: "You should probably keep that fact about yourself TO yourself when you're around guys". I thought about that, the way she said, thought about saying something but decided against because.. well it actually pissed me off.

So here I am, about to explain my vegetarianism to myself instead of her because it TMO. Yes. I'm vegetarian, but guess what? Nothing I'm doing is imposing on anyone else's lifestyle. I don't hate people that eat meat. To all you meat lovers out there- you could eat a steak every single effing day for the rest of your life and I couldn't give a CRAP. The only people I know that are radical about any sort of dietary habit, are those that have radical principles behind them. My reasoning behind abstaining from meat doesn't hinge on the fact that I don't think animals should be killed. Why the "h" do you think animals are here? 99% of the population eats meat, and what the trash would I ever try and do about? I don't like meat the same way that Sarah Lynne hates broccoli, or the way daddy doesn't like eggs or cauliflower. And there's absolutley nothing wrong that. And there's something wrong with YOU if you think it IS a problem.

And as far as guys are concerned ( because according to Jan I can't end up with anyone BECAUSE I don't eat the reds) I'm not looking for someone whose going to adopt my lifestyle. I'm looking for someone that can tolerate and respect my decisions ( and just because I don't eat it, doesn't mean I don't know how to cook it!). And I guess if a guy's not intersted because I'm less carnivorous.. then screw em'. I wouldn't want to be with someone like that anyways.

The point is, I'm not going to hold back a part of my lifestyle that's part of who I am because it might be some kind of turn off for "guys". And I'm not going to start eating red meat because "guys" might find that more appealing than someone who thoroughly enjoys sprouts.

If what I'm doing isn't affecting or imposing on your rights to choose how to live your effing life- then back off of mine. You eat your steak. I'll eat my salad. Fairs fair.

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Well, guess whose going to New Zealand for a month? You got it. Me! And let me tell you, it's fantastic finally having something to look forward to. It's been a long time since an actual adventure was closing in on the horizons ( I mean besides Thailand 9 months ago). And I have the perfect amount of time to save up for it. Things could NOT get better.

Except that I haven't figured out where I'm going for Humanitarian Aid in 2010.
I'd really like to go somewhere in the US, just because it would be a different experience. But of course I'm not opposed to anything overseas. I mean... obivously.

Top Ten Places Currently?

1. Israel
2. Mongolia
3. Phillipines
4. Uzbekistijan
5. Turkey ( Istanbul)
6. Canada
7. Russia
8. Florida (Hurrican Katrina volunteer work)
9. Bolivia
10. Greece

I lost 0 lbs this week. Week 2 is the hardest though, and I don't feel to bad because a bunch of other people didn't lose any either. And at least I didn't gain right?. Elimination is on Mon. I'm jittery and this mornings nutrition seminar threw me for a loop. Turns out my favorite salad, at my FAVORITE restaurant has 2,000 calories in it. Um. WHAT? My favorite salad. It's not like I go out to eat really anyways. I mean.. I'd say I probably go get lunch.. about once every 3-4 months. And I never eat fast food-unless Subway counts as fast food? But anyways... what a suck fest that turned out to be. I got really depressed and went hardcore swimming for an hour after the seminar. And uh.. I'm never eating out again. She talked about candy and pop. But since I don't eat any of those things either turns out I'm actually doing ok. Except for carbs, which I've talked about before.

Anyway. My "team" won a $25 gift card to use at the club so.. I'm thinking a massage is definitely on the agenda. And there's a dance tonight so that'll be some good... awesomness.
Mum bought me a food scale so now my calories will be more accurate. I watched some fanastic World Champion Figure Skating and Alpine skiing. And I finished more then half my homework.

All that's left. 2 math assignments and 10 more pages of reading for Natural Disasters.
I finished my SUV paper, got started on topics for our final paper.
I also wrote my Biology Lab report on biodiversity and oxygen.
Finished my reading for Anthr.
And now these 3 things left.


I'm so close!
Hoo. Raw.

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Note: this won't make sense to any one who may or may not stumble across this. So skip, hop, and move on to the next blog, or become so confused you'll want to {{serrate}} your own leg off with a dull ice skate.I just have a lot of things that I have on my mind. And I don't know how to organize them, so I'm just gonna barf through my fingers and get it all out onto this web log.

Disgusting.

First of all, the TV in my lil' bro's room just keeps turning on randomly. I swear this house is haunted in the early mornings. I remember the first time it happened. It was pm actually. (So it's haunted ALL the time?!) I was home alone sitting at the computer composing some sort of lame-ish litany about random happenings and boring ancedotes when all of a sudden.. it turns on. Terrifying. I remember stealthily approaching the play room door with a flimsy white and blue umbrella ( What I was going to do with it I have no idea. Open it and stick the assassin in the eye?), pushed the door open silently then plunged around the corner waving said umbrella madly. Nothing & no one was there.

Turns out there's actually a short in the wires. But I'm just gonna say it's haunted for the sake of.. my own need for a thrill.

(turns off static)

U.L has been going really well. Yesterday I barely worked up a sweat. I'm not sure if that's because I'm getting stronger, fitter, faster, hotter ( heh)... or if it was because I just didn't work my self hard enough. I decided it was because I didn't work hard enough and stayed for another hour at the gym running on the DREADmill and focusing on core/ab tecniques. I worked up a sweat there, so I felt good about coming home and spending 2-3 hours watching the World Championship Figureskating and Ironman competitions with Daddy and Talisa.

And can I just say that the COUNTDOWN TO VANCOUVER IS ON! My life spirals around the Olypmic games, and I'm not ashamed to say that I spent the entire 2 weeks on the couch, stuffing my face with whatever is available, watching the most amazing display of adrenaline pumping, jaw dropping, life inspiring thrills that man and womankind can offer me. The human body amazes me. Especially when I see it doing tricks. (Sighs).

My dream is to be there, in London, for the Summer Games. Enough about that.


I dunno. Things have just been a little wierd lately. (G) is interesting. I don't really know what I'm trying to do with that situation.. as much as I know what I'm NOT trying to do. It's not my problem he's attractive and unavailable. But I just really enjoy talking to him, and I feel like he likes talking to me to. So we can be friends right? Then there's (E) who for some reason can't ever remember my name but also is very friendly. I feel good about it. Clark is still there, but I'm so intimidated by him ( because he's so freaking tall) that I can hardly make myself say "hello" to him. Pretty pathetic. Seth is a sweetheart. And Lane is a good kid to. And all the while (W) is acting like a freak. I don't know. Things in that area never really go according to plan, but then they never do so maybe I should just... stop.

I think that's what I've decided. It's time to just sit back, drink my pina colada' and just go with the flow because I feel like I've been pushing against the current for a long time.
Oh. And G never called when he said he would.
So. I am 0 for 5-6. Awesome.


There's a dance party on Sat. I'm definitley going. Meggae's birthday is coming up and I already have my pressie for her! I still need to find out about Frightmares though. (shivers). I'm really excited for Christmas and I can now play 2 christmas songs fairly well. Not really well. I need to make a dance video for a secret friend. And classes for the most part are going ok. Ok? All "A's"!

Except my biology lab.
Can I just say for the record, that I really don't care about the sexual practices of guppies? Or about bloodworms, nymphs, or leeches? I just don't. I mean, I'm glad there are people out there that study this stuff and come up with inspiring knowledge about how guppies mate, and how the males take preference towards one sort compared to another... but I could care less. I'm pretty sure I can go my entire life without EVER needing that information.

EVer.

I'll prove it. Starting now.

My throat hurts. So I keep drinking Emergen'C packets because it's like eating 10 billion oranges full of vitamin C. That should keep me healthy. If it doesn't go away by tomorrow I'm going into the doctor to get some kind of hardcore throat sore stopper. Pathetic? I don't care.

So now I need to get to work on my final draft of the SUV paper. Get ahead on reading. Try and figure out my math homework ( scientific notation) and get ready for the day.


Yay.

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My perfume and his cologne mixed. And it smelled nummylicious.
Isn't that funny?

. . . still anonymous.

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GAh ha! I need to be revising my SUV paper (which is awesome BTW), but I couldn't wait to blog! How pathetic is that!? hmm

So. If I had ever thought up a perfect morning scene, it wouldn't have come close to the one I experienced just now. I don't know what it is. I normally don't flip over autumn. I mean, I love the colours, I'd paint the town with them! Twice! Loath the benumbing cold however. Especially having to venture out into it at 6:30am.

My point. After workshop I decided to saunter down to the stadium parking lot instead of taking the crowded bus.

I'm going to attempt to convey with words ( which will be near impossible) the general splendor of my surroundings.
First- the sky. I've never seen anything like it. I mean, it was a spectrum of gray. Pepper, ash, lead, pearl, silver, dusk, iron, smoke. You name it, ever single expression of "gray" you can think of congested my charming vault of heaven.
Lashed against it was a violent array of golds, reds, and orange.


The contrast was explosive. I only wish I'd had my camera! Dag!


Perfect. Perfect. Perfect.

And now I need to get back to homework.
(sighs)

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Vertigo.
I've had vertigo for about 3 days now. I lay down to go to sleep and my head starts spinning like a merry-g0-round. It's infuriating. I don't really know what to do about it, maybe have my head tilted up a little more when I lay down? Go to the doctor to check for "ear rocks"? I'm not really sure, but the sleep deprivation is getting to me. Especially when I'm not used to eating this little ( things are becoming much easier though as my stomache slowly shrinks).

I woke up today feeling like something big was going to happen. I still feel that way. It's about 1:00 pm and thus far nothing out of the ordinary has happened. But there's still lots of day and time left. I hope my instincts are right.

TRX tonight. It's going to kick my trash, but I feel much stronger so it's not too big of a deal. And hopefully on Friday I can add a couple more lbs lost to my peeps.


In other news, I have this friend. I haven't seen her in a really long time. Mostly because it's my fault, but regardless.. it's been a very long time. It's really interesting to me that when things just get really bad around here. Whether it be because of the weather (ha!), or just because things get stupid every once in awhile and I wonder if anyone would notice if I just slipped away.... just.. when things get lame.. she always pulls through with something awesome that makes me feel like I'm worth something to someone.

Before last night it was when she sent me this audio message of one of our favorite songs. It was great. And then last night I got this ridiculous dancing video from her. I don't really know how she does it.. but it always comes right when I need it most.

Life. Saver.


So today I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. Classes, that something big that should be happening at some point today and uh... I'm still passing Math I just found out so that's definitley a uplift from the dive I've been taking.


right-o

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it's over.
I just kinda wanted to make a difference.
I don't know. For a long time I felt like I was someone that could do something great.
Spectacular even.

Something that would affect a change for good.
Be someone's hero.
Be someone's someone.

I don't know. Live a life that I see everyone else living.
I thought that could be me to.

But maybe once the good has been taken out of you, there's no putting it back in.
I've fallen anonymous.

And no one noticed except me.







peace OUT.

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So the weeping train chug-a-lugged dejectedly into Pathetic-ville last night.
And stayed for a couple hour lay over.

I literally shred my house to pieces rummaging around for the bygone keys. ( the house that I've been cleaning the last couple of days for mum's surprise birthdayness) I catapulted couch cushions into oblivion, mutilated the pillows, launched chairs to and fro, slashed my bed sheets apart and raked through my laundry baskets for them. I went outside and combed through the grass, checked all of D'ojee's stashing places and clawed the ground underneath my car.

It was a 3 hour frenzy, during which I cannonaded into tears. ( only once )

I didn't find them. So I drove mum's car to the gym. The workout wasn't difficult. Because it was a swimming circut. Needless to say I found I had to motivate myself to make it hard.

Which sucked.

Once home, smelling like chlorine, cranky and hungry the trouble started. Upon entering the kitchen the smell of Indian food {{shivers}} consumed my senses. I went upstairs and broke into a waterfall of tears because I can't stand the smell of Indian food... and I just got really sad that my family hadn't thought to include me on the festivities ( like they normally do). Plus I was starving. And my house didn't look as neat and clean as it had before the episode related above. (sorry mum)

It's gets worse.

I ate some rice and naan ( because that's all I could stomache). Had a cup of orange juice ( which sucked because I bought the WRONG kind) and went upstairs to wait out the party where I knew they would be having some kind of dark chocolate cake with cream cheese frosting and ice cream. I can't have any of that.

But mum surprised me!

She'd bought some raspberries and fat free whipping cream most especially for me! So. As I set about to get my dessert in order, so the celebration could take place... the carton of raspberries slipped from my happy hands, plunged to the floor, and scattered all over the tile. The dogs attacked them immediately and right before my swimming eyes they disappeared in seconds.

I sat down. Right there. By the refrigerator. Stared dejectedly into space for maybe a minute. Maybe 2. Then picked up the now empty carton. Placed the fat free whipping cream back in the fridge and wandered upstairs as another surge of tears escaped my aching tear ducts.


Later, as I sat eating [[20 grapes]] watching "the Proposal", trying to absorb myself in another life.. any life except my own... mum comes up with my keys and says "They were on the couch underneath a neatly placed book right by your bag".

I probably would have cried again, but instead I just turned out my light, let myself be sucked back into the mindless romantic comedy and eventually fell asleep.


Hows that for your daily dose of pitiful?

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Lost my keys.

I. Am. Pissed. I'm trying really hard not to be. I don't want to be one of those people that's gets fired up about some bloody keys, but crap I've almost thrown a fit 3 times trying to find them. And I never lose anything.

Also. I'm hungry. I think that's the reason behind the near fit of hysteria and me bursting into tears once I got home.

But I've lost 5 more lbs.

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Week 1.
Tonight we have our first check up.
I'm a little pissed because this whole time I thought I was doing great calorie wise. Then I started to feel like I was gaining more. Turns out I'd been entering the calories wrong in the data base.. so I actually was eating more then what was recommended. It wasn't more then what I was eating on my own before this week so hopefully I still dropped a little weight but.. geez.

I'm pissed.


I dejunked our mudroom. For some reason I can't remember the name in America for it (how funny is that!). But in Australia we call it a mudroom so.. I dejunked it. Daddy paid for mum to get a hotel room in town for a couple days. Give her a break from being a mum. It's her birthday today! Happy Birthday Mummy!!! So I went to work on the dejunking.

My family can be packrats. So I went through everything and threw out tons of garbage bags of stuff that... no household should ever have. I thought about getting rid of some of the shoes. But I really don't know what ones are actually being worn, versus waste. So I left them all. But it looks beautiful. I'm going to attack the closet under the stairs ( Harry P.) in a few minutes. Get the DVD, VHS, music books and other magazines organized so we can actually walk in there.

Yeah.
Life isn't so much exciting these days as just kind of .. there.
I feel like I'm waiting for something. I'm not meaning to. I'm trying to fill my time with worthwhile endeavors. I'm staying up to par with my studies, and I'm doing this program. Learning Christmas songs on the piano. I've been cleaning the last couple of days. I guess I could be trying to do more. I don't really know what.... I'm trying.. to look for.. to doing. Yeah. I just don't know.

Seen Ray more often then usual lately.
Weird.

Life Is Hard When You're An Idiot

So. It's 4:15pm exactly.
I like exactness.

Have a new mac computer. Monitor is phenomenally bodacious in every sense of the <---word. ( why am I not structuring my sentences?) Hopefully I'll be able to upload my Exserspy from home instead of on campus

Sighs a sigh of relief, then moves on.

It uncomfortable, being at school and uploading it I mean. Struggling to get the pesky elastic band off my rippling bicep without looking like a chimpanzee scratching it's armpit-in the middle of the computer lab. Those poor unfortunate (souls) students.


I only have a couple things to note. And they don't apply or relate to anyone who would ever read this. So... whatevs. I'll write more when something interesting.. or OF note comes along.


First. Every appendage and muscle in my entire frame has decided to rape me with an all encompassing unmerciful mutiny. I can't sit here and type without something SOMEWHERE on my body ninnyhammering with the impulse to plunge itself off a burning cliff. (((yes, you heard it hear folks))) ach.E.ness.

Second. ("Second?" "Yes Toby "second") I think my program is going well. They didn't inform me of the gruesome workouts we would be doing, or dietary restrictions. But I guess if they DID do that then no one would sign up for the program. Blink. There goes the light. Overall, I'm feeling slightly better (mentally) however so... pound it.

Third. Note to self. Never wear a skirt to school. Especially when it's cold. MORE especially when it's windy. What a suck fest this afternoon was. It blew. Literally.

Fourth. I'm really uncomfortable. So I'm going to go change.

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*PA testing, testing 1,2.3. crackle crackle, kschhhh beeoop*[[The overhaul program is NOW in affect.]] Watch your back universe, silly Che' (aka me) is getting what she (I) wants!

This morning we had our first meet & greet, just to ensure we newbies could log into the program, fiddle with the gidgets in appropriate ways and managed to get the "dotFit" up and a'runnin.

That was at 8am.
That's the only productive thingie I've accomplished all day.
I expected more out of today.
Something a far cry from the ordinary mundane of... day... it is now.. almost 7:30pm.
There's still time right?
Lurp crawn!

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His ( He Who Must Not Be Named) "hasta la vista" never made it back to me. I mean, where did it go? Did it get confused because I'm not spanish? As far as I know I'm the only Chelsea in this town that has anything to do with You-Know-Who. (As far as I know). I mean, how hard would it have been to pick up the phone and give me a courtesy call? I wouldn't care if it was anyone else. I'm just shocked that... it didn't happen. And this is reaching a new low. I'm actually surprised. What happened? I'll never know for sure, but it just feels good to throw that question out there into cyberspace where it can get lost along with all the other trash I won't ever understand:

FBC's (Frisbee based competitions) :D
Garth Brooks
Things with hotdogs
Fat slurpee straws
That song "You're a jerk"
Reeses Puffs
Most 80's words ( with the exception of "bash" and "awesome") groovy, tubular, coolio, etc {{shivers}}
Hermit crabs
Airplane food
Shrimp flavored anything
Clowns
Hummers
Lingerie with feathers
This:

(Although I'm totally going to buy this for someone's Christmas gift because it's. Well. *smiles*)

Real Time 3D Technology
The traffic in Thailand
Boondoggle
Catch and Release fishing
DDR
Grapenuts
Mullets
TBC


I'd love to say that my instincts get lost along with the situation, but it's not anything I can control.

I've tried.

So yesterday.. I don't know why I keep trying to explain it. It's unexplainable. But it's like my whole body knew that he was getting on jet plane, leaving this country for the "homeland". I felt headachy and weird. On edge. Sad. Then angry. Then sad again. I didn't sleep well, I couldn't eat anything all day without feeling... alien. My eyes felt fogged over, my muscles ached.

Gone.
I'll come back to this later.

peace.

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I can't wait for in 3 years.

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Barrack Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize.

"I've got an old broken vacuum cleaner in my closet.
If Obama doesn't work out maybe that can be" president.

First of all I'd like to define what exactly the Nobel Peace Prize. Here's a quote: In his 1895 will, Alfred Nobel stipulated that the peace prize should go "to the person who shall have done the most or the best work for fraternity between the nations and the abolition or reduction of standing armies and the formation and spreading of peace congresses."

I'd like someone to tell me exactly what he's ( Obamanation) accomplished since he's been put in office. Give me some ideas of what he's done to better America that makes him so worthy for this prize. What has the man actually achieved? Or was it merely his "star power".

Has he taken measures to end the war in Iraq? No. We theorize they won't be sending anyone home until 2012. And that figure it redundant because he's actually asking for more troops to aid the war in Afghanistan. 40,000 more at least. What about "Sunlight Before Signing? That went bust. In fact, I'm going to start a list right here of all the things he said he would instigate. Here we go:

Eliminate capital gains taxes for small businesses.
New American jobs tax credit
Hiatus on 401K plans
Loosening the grip of lobbyist on Washington
Earmark reform
Bringing the troops home ( see above )
Signing the "Freedom of Choice Act"
Making college affordable to everyone ($4000)
.. there are more.

It's like all his statements came with an expiration date. And guess when it was? Day 2 after being put in office. I don't know anyone that goes to the store and buys milk within 2 days of it's expiration date. Rot. That's what this is.

The prize should go to someone that has effected peace and change, not some effing American celebrity. Where is the change? Are we counting ridiculous bailout plans that mimic the 1930's, did I mention the Obama Chant? Are these contributions? Are THESE the reasons they're talking about? I'll write more on this later, I think I'm to fired up right now to write a nice, constructed blog about my feelings on the matter.

Maybe the idea is reverse psychology. Let's give him a prize so that he'll actually DO something. That would make sense.
It works on children, why wouldn't it work for him?

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[[BDE]]. Best dream ever. For realsies. Last night.
I dreamed I devoured a ten-pound marshmallow, and when I woke up the pillow was gone.
Just kidding! That's NOT what happened (sidenote: I have a hatred for marshmellows), but I did have a pretty CHOICE castle in the sky experience this pm/am.

Unfortunately I can't really convey how it went down in words on a blogspot.com address, which is highly uh.. defeating, and possibly predictable.. but maybe I'll take a bash at drawing it? It was picturesque and lifelike, and I feel it displayed the deepest desires of my ~nucleus~ in a very subtle, memorable way. I just reread what I wrote. What a bunch of vague, undeciphering slush that was.
Gag me with a spoon.
Twice.

Yeah. I'm gonna have to pencil it or something.
Here's the jist. He (Matthew) was back from the mish, but it's not like when Michael came home from his and I thought that things would go back the way they were before, ya know? chummy and comfortable? But then it wasn't. Reality check. But in the dream it was! Kudos to the subconscious and unconcious! We (M and I) were still humor mates, and everything had been hashed out into the open and dealt with. It wasn't a dream about romantic love. Just a friendship. And I've really been missing his. Hard-core-petal-to-the-metal-die-hard-1-and 2 missage. Going on. {{Right now}}. Hence the dream. Duh.

I just miss giggling till my noggin spun, mirthfilled tears doing the foxtrot over the rims of my oculars, and my stomache cramping from the "shock-awesome" of his comical characteristics.
Whose with me?
...

Well suck. Had a physical this morning to get things squared away before I begin my overhaul program on the 12th. I'm actually doing a lot better off then I previously figured. 10 points. swoosh. Score!! My blood pressure is first-class. My cholesterol levels ARE something to brag about ( this is me bragging), and I'm getting "96% oxygen which is very good" - WHAT does that even mean? 96% Oxygen?? How HARD is it to get that? What the crap is she gabbing about? I don't know. But she acted all excited for me:

" Wow, that's really impressive that someone so young as yourself is going to take the initiative to better herself. Good for you for caring about.. you."

Nice articulation. And just wait one blimey second, what do you mean "impressive"? Or "as young as yourself". I dunno.. I got the feeling that she was quietly mocking me behind my back, judging me inside her head. Or perhaps it's just paranoia in MY head that's been nesting for a few years and has now decided to "hatch" and crawl toward the surface of my sanity.

I don't know. I'm just trying to reach my own personal maximum health. I'm not trying to win a Nobel Peace Price, a Darwin Award or a Pulitzer Prize ( I don't even know what that is!) All I'm trying to do is fit back into my prom dress. Big whoop. BIG whoop.

(Sighs)

Classes today were amusing. I sat next to Clark & Wylie. Both were fairly verbose, but I found myself being short because upon arrival to classes, I discovered to much dismay that I didn't have any gum, and it was very blatantly apparent that I hadn't brushed my teeth after lunch. My breath could have summoned the dead. I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised if several decaying corpses had ambled in, dropping rotting appendages left and right, sat down and started singing hymns with us. That's putting it lightly. YIKES. But it was cool. Lane and Wylie told me they liked my sweater boots, the ones that I just sewed new buttons on. *high fives myself* Domestication here I come. For more on that check out my other blog.

Can I chat about Lane for a moment? Laney boy. What can I say? He's someone that is honestly going to mutate this rotting apple for good, one nice deed after another. Every single day he compliments me on something I'm wearing, something I say, or something I do. Without fail. Every single day. Wonderful! He's such a sweet kid, and I totally want to be like him. Lane, let me just say ( though you'll never read this) that I Chelsea J. want to be just like you.. ooh ooh ooh.. oh ooh ooh ooh. (I'll slap hands-once- with the first person to name that movie)

PUZZZZ!

So I told Wylie that his new haircut looked nice, to continue this train of awesome compliments for the under esteemed. ( It was better than nice-his haircut-. It was... sighs.). Unfortunately I didn't say anything to Lane because he was a person away and Glass-Coffin freaks when people whisper in her class. Friday.

Wylie. Why? Shove a screwdriver into my skull or something. gah!

ALSO, ANYONE THAT WANTS TO SEE MY PROGRESS ON DOMESTICATING ME.. CHECK THIS OUT: http://reclaimingthewoman.blogspot.com/

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I'm going to sew a costume for this years Halloween.
I have several ideas.. Not quite sure what I'm going to do though. I need to hurry up and decide so I can get crackin!

-Octopus
-Queen of Hearts
-I've always wanted to be Pocohantus.
-Posion Ivy ( this could get fun!)
-Gumby- this one would be super easy.
-Monarch Butterfly?
Dragonfly?
I've never made wings before.... that could be awesome!
-Lego

I really like the butterfly idea, since... it's my favorite animal (insect * rolls eyes*).

As a side note, I really hate how Halloween has turned into Slutville Central. Let's keep it together kiddies!

Whatever. I'll figure it out.
Conference. My head is still spinning so I'm not going to spew my thoughts out on it just yet. But I noticed a theme of consistency, and coming to know the Godhead more intimately. I thought that was interesting. Also. Jeffrey R. Hollands talk was BOSS.
Today I've got to get in for a physical, so I can turn in the rest of my registration by the [[7th]]. We have a question and answer session on the [[10th]], and then the program begins on the [[12th]]. I'm actually really excited. I was worried and nervous, but after talking to Sarah Lynne this whole thing is just going to benefit me.. forever. (we saw a salamander last night on our walk. WHAT?)
I want that $5000, but the information I'll gather will be priceless so it's a win-win (win. Thanks Pam) situation. Also.. I almost fit back into my prom dress *smirks happily*, and as soon as I do... it's gonna be great.

Institute today.
I'm going to talk to Clark.
And then Anthropology which I'm less than excited about, but whatever. It's only an hour right? And then I don't know. After that I hope to have figured out what I'm going to do for my costume, then I can purchase some fabric, starting cutting and sewing and hopefully get this thing done quickly.

I've been feeling a little explosive lately (regarding creativity)
I have several things on the list.
~My techno song.
~A new dark purple cover for my bed.
~Pillow cases that somehow match the theme of my room ( I might have to sew these also. splatter paint?)
~A recipe book ( oh and actually learning how to cook some more things)
~I have portfolio of poetry I'd like to do something with, and I'm trying to figure out what to do with my photography.
~ I really want to take a painting ( face paint, oil paints, anything.. paint) class.
~And along with the halloween costume, I'd really like to sew a new dress for myself. I won't say what kind :D
~And I need to fix my boots because 2 buttons came off last night on our walk. What the? So much for $32 booties. :(


Daddy is California enjoying 75 degree weather. While here.. it's supposed to snow, or it already has ( I haven't really looked out the window because.. well.. I'm terrified). And uh.. I'm going to make today awesome!

List of things to do:
Doc. appt.
Curl hair.
Get dressed.
Sew button. ( maybe )
Breakfast.
Make bed, organize.
School.
Fabric.
Costume.
Natural Disasters movie print out.


yeah.

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It kinda looks like a 5 year old drew it. But I don't care, the colors make my head spin- and is therefore awesome.

Alright.
Well, I did it.
I signed up.
There were alot of reasons why, but one of the big reasons was because my parents paid the near $400 for it. So I'm going to work super hard, and pray that I win the $5000. Because that would clearly.. benefit me greatly.

I'm going to talk to Clark on Monday.
Return Jan's book (1491).
Possibly head over to Chantry's to roast tomatoes and peppers.
Go to DB and see if they've got the "Temples and the Cosmos" book, and the photos by Mark Mabry.

Conference today was.. baffling. So many great talks, and inspiring topics. Incredible.
Too much to start talking about it here.

I feel kinda weird.
I should drink more water or something.

peace.