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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.