tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46407495172600776532024-03-05T11:31:15.410-10:00C H A R A C T E R Schelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.comBlogger224125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-87085775133499722202009-10-29T09:00:00.001-10:002009-10-29T09:00:42.212-10:00Derek: How are you holding up? Hmmm? (Kisses her) You've been up for like, what... 36 hours?<br />Meredith: 48. But, I'm good actually. I feel like it's all gonna be ok. Like we're all gonna keep our jobs, and we're all gonna be amazing people, and live amazing lives. (feels her forehead, Mer giggles) Unstable childhood.<br />Derek: (Smiles) Ah, yes.<br />Meredith: I get calm in a crisis. This is a crisis right?Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-54059964327438092712009-10-03T17:07:00.000-10:002009-10-03T17:08:57.439-10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJht_DHRPYh727BkqZRAHe9oDckmz37lTWrO0RZwtcpR9wRlCwnyCtK-RJ3HALWTj8yYh2civ0_bisIHJ_xy-mHZ3RdNL5t2qTVmLXDlOT3-Q0ZxzykUs_6ZW6KXRT5abAWKbMjkTNszVf/s1600-h/Photo+29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJht_DHRPYh727BkqZRAHe9oDckmz37lTWrO0RZwtcpR9wRlCwnyCtK-RJ3HALWTj8yYh2civ0_bisIHJ_xy-mHZ3RdNL5t2qTVmLXDlOT3-Q0ZxzykUs_6ZW6KXRT5abAWKbMjkTNszVf/s400/Photo+29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388576475154684306" border="0" /></a>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-22176682886715148722009-10-03T16:57:00.002-10:002009-10-03T17:00:19.373-10:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2009/news/091019/pitt-jolie-320.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2009/news/091019/pitt-jolie-320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I just remembered that I had a horrible dream last night that someone killed Shiloh and then Knox and Vivenne. And I cried alot for Brangelina, and I think I would cry if it really happened also. Not even ashamed.<br /></div>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-30267379036007107932009-10-03T16:55:00.002-10:002009-10-03T16:56:01.006-10:00Dvd buy list:<br /><br />Because I Said So<br /><br />Runaway Bride<br /><br />Raising Helen<br /><br />Because I Said SoChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-57769572657400758092009-10-01T17:51:00.003-10:002009-10-01T17:56:02.834-10:00Part of me wants to keep my major, finish up with an AA in journalism and then try to go to art school.<br /><br />Part of me wants to change my current major to art.<br /><br />Part of me wants to stop college after this semster and try to go to art school (with absolutely no money)<br /><br />Part of me wants to just take art classes (in addition to going to school or working)<br /><br />Basically I'm more confident that I want to pursue art even though I don't have the "raw talent"<br /><br />But my brain tells me that I should finish up my degree in journalism because I also have talent in writing.<br />I don't want to pick between the two!<br /><br />But sssshshhhhh. I still needa pray about it.Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-406521521085776692009-09-26T09:35:00.005-10:002009-09-26T09:42:19.389-10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO0ZXKKhjGDnW9b7S9GarT9joZDReYF4o7MnjuHYcAOaTCwQkvzBJySqqKJZhHuiKrD58bnqE3lxbFQeEsggCOazpmgkw1Pwe9-DUdRqa_4ywXLaQpacDr2GkmQjTyoVNbOfqkGmfSk-uW/s1600-h/tumblr_kqg2etVm1i1qzaiz5o1_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO0ZXKKhjGDnW9b7S9GarT9joZDReYF4o7MnjuHYcAOaTCwQkvzBJySqqKJZhHuiKrD58bnqE3lxbFQeEsggCOazpmgkw1Pwe9-DUdRqa_4ywXLaQpacDr2GkmQjTyoVNbOfqkGmfSk-uW/s400/tumblr_kqg2etVm1i1qzaiz5o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385863371487368354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJrd-mPt0e3sxenobdXOumiyroBBJ6ccIhpwTeHDM8cNm6NLkGDwLVjTc9xTzoz7cjsxrJC8bW_y_bS2REcMsprAuB_oTKdIVG4NZ7plniKry738dJzxwtb3m2uE29X4qXCi9vAsC0evMu/s1600-h/s5e0t0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 700px;" src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp68tygvbM1qzo6l2o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-21516292083437346252009-09-19T06:31:00.002-10:002009-09-19T07:40:16.335-10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq7uik9vBC1qzb9aro1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 507px;" src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq7uik9vBC1qzb9aro1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://6.media.tumblr.com/AdXjPgMvuqkij18muoZkTKeto1_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://6.media.tumblr.com/AdXjPgMvuqkij18muoZkTKeto1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpj6gwIcFA1qa1cndo1_500.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kou44nzQrZ1qzoozmo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq75t1OB5F1qzd7mao1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 393px;" src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq75t1OB5F1qzd7mao1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq76oxTmUR1qzd7mao1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq76oxTmUR1qzd7mao1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77mqyJ9g1qzd7mao1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 270px;" src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77mqyJ9g1qzd7mao1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77jgWYAI1qzd7mao1_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 510px;" src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77jgWYAI1qzd7mao1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77p9DMdk1qzd7mao1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77p9DMdk1qzd7mao1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://19.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77xwpHRh1qzd7mao1_500.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://19.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq77xwpHRh1qzd7mao1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /></a>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-39311416366447671982009-09-19T06:26:00.000-10:002009-09-19T06:27:18.920-10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq75lbMwKT1qztsrto1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 319px;" src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq75lbMwKT1qztsrto1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Story of my life.<br /></div>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-50990416053725993572009-09-12T17:27:00.007-10:002009-09-12T17:42:41.465-10:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">I'm exausted from lack of sleep and spreading hay around a field/husking corn, which granted me a painful blister. My room is a pit, I have tons of homework due and I am having the hardest time trying to crochet. I also feel like I need to take a shower. And I'm hungry. And this "earnestly praying for someone else" thing doesn't seem to be working.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">But it's not about me. I am honestly so lucky. All of these are so good and a dream for so many people. I had the opportunity to help out on a ranch/farm and I was able to see real fresh corn, and shuck it and deem it good or chicken food. It's so pretty. I was able to love on some adorable doggies that were hilarious and beautiful. I got to use a rake and go out in a field and spread hay around and make myself sickly tired but I didn't have to do that for long. I got to help people in a very small way. I got to eat breakfast this morning, and coffee. I was able to listen to my new worship mix cd I made and drive in a car with leather seats and safety. I was able to see a doctor to help my mind and the chemicals in it, even though I'm not in dire need, I have the advantage of people caring enough to help me be the best I can be in that area. I got to eat Chick-fil-a even if it did make me sick. I went to Barnes and Noble, nuff said. I am lucky to have a mom who bought me a wondeful lunch and then desserts at Sonic. She also bought me some starter crocheting stuff, I was able to try and learn how to crochet. I have a family who loves me and one who looks up to me even though she never stops talking. I have a fantastic therapist. I have hope, a guy in my head who I really wish would skiddadle. I'm not ill, I have so much stuff that I don't need that it's filling up my room. I get to go to sleep in a fantastic cozy bed with as many blankets and warmth as I need. I have the best daughter/cat in the world. I get to go to church tomorrow and worship God without any fear.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Most of all I have a future that goes beyond death. I have the greatest privilege of having the God of the universe care enough about me to care what I'm thinking at every single moment and who takes care of me, I don't have to worry, ever. Ever. Maybe I have the privilege of having a future husband out there somewhere, who God is making for me and helping me, alot, to be ready for him too. I am so, so, so fortunate. I am safe from everything in the entire world, both physical and spiritual and every other "al" in existence.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >That is the real truth that is so easy to exist when I focus on the trivial things that upset me.</span>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-11128561851985543002009-09-10T16:31:00.002-10:002009-09-10T16:40:34.588-10:00I just figured out/accomplished linking up all my blogs because they're on two separate email addresses so it was alot of going back and forth signing in and out and accepting permissions from myself back and forth until it was sorted out.<br /><br />Aaand I hate cleaning my room, but I hate laundry more. And laundry is more important.<br /><br />School wise:<br />SOCIOLOGY-<br />Quiz 1, 10/25 (I didn't know we had a quiz that day and I got there late and I didn't know it was two sided)<br />Quiz 2, 16/25 (there's no excuse for this one)<br />Quiz 3, 19/25 (this one was today, I still fail)<br />Essay paper thing, 44/50<br /><br />ENGLISH-<br />Basically out of all the assignments I've received a check on all of them meaning I get full credit basically. It's so strange how ENG 200 is WAY easier than ENG 100 solely because of the separate teachers. It's ridiculous, I worked my butt off for a C+ last semester.<br /><br />MATH-<br />Test 1, 96% (96/100)<br /><br /><br />In general I am so not doing as well as I want(ed) to.<br />There goes that "supa smart" girl identity I thought I might adopt.<br /><br /><br />Whatevs, my identity is "the girl who always has cat hair on her clothes."Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09113787565303786510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-3743586789481003492009-09-08T06:13:00.001-10:002009-09-08T06:17:21.778-10:00<div style="text-align: center;">My ~religious~ blog:<br /><br /><a href="http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com/">http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com<br />http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com<br />http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com<br />http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com<br />http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com<br />http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com<br />http://deerdovelove.blogspot.com</a><br /></div>chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-83149607151043155522009-08-25T18:33:00.003-10:002009-08-25T18:39:48.704-10:00Best thing about college is girls talking to their friends about how "badass" smoking is and how they're a vegetarian because they don't eat red meat.<br /><br />And I wonder why I don't find anyone there I'd like to be friends with. I don't really wonder anymore I don't think.<br /><br />I hate to say it but sometimes algebra is kind of fun, until I get a problem wrong. Until then it's pretty cool though and my teacher is amaaaaazing.<br /><br />In closing, I feel like all I think about when I'm online is coffee. And my new therapist is quite nice and unlike anyone I've ever seen in all of my 12 years of being in our glorious mental health system. She seems like a totally normal person, like just someone you'd talk to and be friends with, only a really wise friend. She doesn't seem "superior" I suppose is what it is. Which isn't a bad thing, it's just what comes with the territory of having a certain amount of knowledge and degree and etc.<br /><br />Now I'm going to go brush my teef (not Tiffany though) and take my nail polish off and go to sleep because then I can wake up and have coffee.<br />And I ate some chocolate every time Lucas and Peyton were on screen, why? I don't know, call it a weird version of Pavlov's dog.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-91282853123991392382009-08-20T09:52:00.001-10:002009-08-20T09:53:45.110-10:00I hate Jon Gosselin.<br /><br />And I'm really tired. Suprise, suprise. I need a day or an evening off.<br />If I didn't have dishes and a little bit of laundry I could do that.<br /><br />There are brief, fleeting moments that algebra is fun. INORITE?chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-18075587234634849562009-08-10T13:13:00.002-10:002009-08-10T13:15:16.147-10:00Journalism-photojournalism-touring with bands?<br /><br />There's has to be some connection between journalism and working/touring with smaller bands, merch stuff, press, photography etc.<br /><br />I'm excited to find that path. Well, for my Lord to show it to me if it's meant to be.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-85350812463454757862009-07-19T20:19:00.003-10:002009-07-19T20:21:25.408-10:00Whoa ho ho dawg I think my vision's gettin worse because I just took my glasses off and my laptop screen, on my lap, is kinda wonky.<br />Not unviewable but not perfecto.<br /><br />Snap I'm gonna need bifocals in the next 5 years and by that time my teensy areas of grey hair will have increased.<br />So I pretty much will be an old lady all around.<br />A crazy cat old lady that is.<br /><br />KITTENS!chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-58420580390277791092009-07-19T10:21:00.000-10:002009-07-19T10:22:25.439-10:00hannah_sparkles<br />shutupchelsea<br />articulady<br />ghostbears<br />dovemoonchelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-69349024527981496982009-07-08T17:39:00.002-10:002009-07-08T17:52:17.729-10:00I have an interview for that little bookstore tomorrow, and I totally thought I wasn't going to get one because I was supposedly supposed to get a call the 3rd week of June and it's the 2nd week of July almost.<br />But still, I don't deserve anything from Him. Like this.<br /><br />I'm also volunteering at <a href="http://heavenfest.com/">Heavenfest</a> on August 8. Again, I filled out an app online a while ago but after a week or so I didn't think anything of it, I really didn't think I'd get it in the first place at all, it was mainly out of boredom that I filled the thing out.<br />But I'm so excited! Man! Again, I'm sucking at life recently, especially my spiritual life since I haven't been praying consistently at all and have barely been reading my Bible.<br /><br />Aaand as soon as I get accepted I'm going to enroll for classes at PPCC, not that I won't be accepted because c'mon, they have to accept you (unfortunately).<br />Then after maybe a year or so, maybe even one semester, who knows I'll transfer.<br />Right now <a href="http://www.phc.edu/">Patrick Henry</a> is looking really swell but -<br /> a.) It's expensive. Expensive.<br /> b.) There's a scholarship offered for the complete Journalism study thing but I don't know if I'd be able to get that even if I become qualified because I'm starting out at a different college, I don't know. The scholarship requirements are pretty intense and because of my background in High School I tend to underestimate myself too severely perhaps. I really don't know, I don't have anything that proves whether I'm "smart" or not.<br /> c.) It's in Virginia, that's far, far away. I have a hard time spending one night away from home, man.<br /><br />Sometime I'll probably get into why I'm choosing journalism, but not now.<br />And the depression is fine during the day usually, it's when I'm about to go to sleep that I get a really nice, unhindered view of how my life is and what it looks like. It doesn't look anything like I'd like it too yet I cannot complain. I can't. Out loud at least.<br /><br />Well Mom's threatening to turn GG on within an allotted time with or without me so I'm going to go and try not to yell. She's just really stressed recently and thus extremely, ridiculously moody.<br /><br /><br />Ps. Where are you Tiffany!?chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-80873890387928444452009-06-30T07:34:00.002-10:002009-06-30T07:39:46.569-10:00<span style="font-family: courier new;">An analogy made by the pastor at church on Sunday.<br /><br />Say you fill a glass with water, all the way to the very top and set it on the porch on a summer day, you make sure everyone knows to be careful and not knock it over.<br />A few months later you come outside to look at the glass, it will most likely be much emptier if not entirely. It will probably be dirty and you will doubtfully want to drink from it.<br /><br />We should be continually filled with the Holy Spirit, not just one time but continually every day overflowing. Like the glass, filling up once and then thinking we're done won't really work.<br />And sometimes we'll leak, we'll probably leak a little every day but all we have to do is ask our Lord to fill us up again, overflowing.<br /><br /></span>chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-58212702166874306882009-06-22T12:52:00.001-10:002009-06-22T12:52:39.866-10:00Oh, you know, just really depressed. Obviously.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-26164278877006662782009-06-21T20:57:00.002-10:002009-06-21T21:11:00.845-10:00I left for Denverish on Saturday at noon and am now back on Sunday...well technically Monday at 12:20 am.<br /><br />I didn't sleep well but that's to be expected since I didn't plan on staying there so I had to improvise, like getting a cute outfit at Walmart for only $11! Yeah.<br />Aaaand I went to 7/11 before leaving tonight and got a big coffee thing just in case it decided to affect me and help me not fall asleep at the wheel and die and it did! I am hyper. Or just affected, I'm affected.<br />And everyone is asleeping and I'm hungry. Aaand. I miss my monroe and I wish the hole wasn't closed up but I'm too nervous to even check for sure. And I wish I had my ears pierced and Lillie is losing her mind and I was a total fool on the last half of my trip home singing to Taylor in the car, full on "look at that freak in the car waving her hands around and bouncing in her seat while singing the the literal top of her lungs."<br />And it was sooo dark everywhere and sometimes when I'm around couples, or a couple that are genuinely happy I'm like "no fair I want a boyyyy" and then I think about jealousy and how I haz it.<br />Oh blah. Oh blah. I'm way too foolish for my own good. I'm a mess, an unbalanced mess and my yeses aren't always yeses and my nos aren't always nos. No's. Yes's.<br />Sometimes cars die and you have to "help" push them even though you don't want to because you never even wanted to go in the first place and you are painfully uncomfortable.<br /><br />I have a hard time being a regular friendly person, I need social skills classes.<br />I don't know how to define myself, isn't that strange? And painfully irrelevent.<br /><br />Dang sometimes I worry I'm going to marry someone so uncool and it's going to be so lame and then I'm like or God will choose to not have me marry at all and be like Corrie ten Boom and then I try to be okay with that but I'm pretty sure I'm lying even though I don't want to and Jesus knows when I'm lying.<br />But for serious Jesus I want a man dude. I want alot of things. I feel inadequate and average and unpretty and just less than.<br />Yeah, I should work on that because deep down I do know I'm a'ight.<br />Whateevr rrrrr I need to go to sleeepppp. I want to take a shower but I take those in the mornings now (yesssss!) so I can't or my showere schedule will be all messed up and that would be horrific.<br /><br />Hey it's not so weird that there's not a guy in my life. Hey it's not. And it's not so weird to say the guy in my life is Jesus it just sounds kind of awkward coming out.<br />Hey.<br /><br />7/11 coffeeee stuff is so gooooddd. Man I need an awesome job that you do homework at. Ok not need.<br />I need balance, I'm all I'm going to be set apart then Im all I want to go to a salon and get sparkley nails then I'm all I'm going to be a missionary then I'm all I want to wear makeup and stay here and....have friends or somethinggg.....and buy a purse.<br />I'm back and forth. I can't commit can I? Oh man I'm bad. Oh man it's not good. Lillie needs some weed or something because she's fuhreaking out.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-25537500617415109232009-06-18T18:25:00.004-10:002009-06-18T18:32:56.411-10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhVDBKJbDdZbA5-2ioemsnqAYQIdsF1NLvzY9-xEwZEvnI86q_s_23oC0lFSQfPI1tKToHAJdam27BQJnIhnA1fZMSnI_RPnix_VFFdPBqtJDiT5KYgJwGkpXkwdbkmDGnGalDo_FRVcd/s320/Kia+Ora+Hotel,+Rangiroa+Lagoon,+Tuamotu+Islands,+French+Polynesia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhVDBKJbDdZbA5-2ioemsnqAYQIdsF1NLvzY9-xEwZEvnI86q_s_23oC0lFSQfPI1tKToHAJdam27BQJnIhnA1fZMSnI_RPnix_VFFdPBqtJDiT5KYgJwGkpXkwdbkmDGnGalDo_FRVcd/s320/Kia+Ora+Hotel,+Rangiroa+Lagoon,+Tuamotu+Islands,+French+Polynesia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Looking at the pictures on </span><a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://adventurelogger.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html">here</a><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> produce a feeling in me I can't explain, kind of like the one</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">i get when I look at houses, imagining all the lives and stories that go on and will go on and how it would be if it was my story.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Just overwhelming cannot categorize breathtaking.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Why must I be torn in so many different directions?</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Husband, let us be travelling missionaries to orphans.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">No, I don't need a husband. I just need my Lord.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">And some more bravery, courage, money etc.</span>chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-36085626181710832632009-06-14T10:33:00.002-10:002009-06-14T10:48:16.253-10:00Just as I have been awakened to the fact that some of us are not called to be missionaries, all of us are. Just as I have been scouring the internet trying to find organizations to help and minister to orphans and children both here and abroad but finding a limited amount or ones costing $3,000+<br />We went to church this morning, got to talking to the couple in front of us and learned that they're missionaries involved with an organization, I forgot the name. The man leads a study at the Air Force Academy and just recently went to a city in Africa for spring break to witness.<br /><br />They're coming over for dinner on Tuesday, promising to look at the website with me and share pictures.<br /><br />To be honest I haven't really even prayed that much at all about wanting to go somewhere, but still He knew. Of course He did.<br />I really just want to hug little children and orphans and show them love. That's all, I just want to go somewhere and shower little children with the love that haven't felt or experienced much if at all.<br /><br />Right now it's pouring rain against my windows, it's so pretty! I've decided to start opening my blinds every day and letting sunshine in, and opening the windows to let the breeze in when it's warm outside, like this summer!<br />I'm still cleaning out my room, struggling with trying to get rid of stuff. I'm a renowned packrat feeling emotional attachment to almost every single item big or small but I know, I know I have way way too many "worldly treasures." So I'm trying to get rid of them, or at least put them away. Like my tv and dvd player are both in my closet, along with 90% of my dvd/tvd collection and my cd's as well.<br /><br />Happy one week anniversary of my rededicated life to my Lord. Technically it was wanting to break all through last Saturday, then Saturday evening breaking down completely, and going to sleep later on, waking up on Sunday a changed person.<br />So yes, one week.<br /><br />Ack, I don't want to work at C.B. anymore, I talked to a manager on Friday and we were going to discuss things futher but it didn't happen, either I need to work much less or not work at all because it's just not fair for them to pay me the same amount to work 2 tables as they could pay someone else to work 6 tables.<br />It's just not logical, there are other ways I can serve people because I'm going to miss bringing a smile to all of my customers faces.<br /><br />I have a ridiculous amount of cash and my bank account is almost empty. I really don't care.<br />I really wish I could easily give my excess stuff somewhere where it's needed, not just to Goodwill where hipsters can re-buy it.<br />Ever since I learned about the woman who started the Salvation Army I have a new respect for it, even though it does blend in with all the other thrift store chains in essence it's different, so I'll probably drop stuff there eventually.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-67504690108956591742009-06-11T14:57:00.002-10:002009-06-11T15:07:42.774-10:00I feel bad for being angry at the stupidity of so many teens today.<br />It's hilarious and enraging and sad all at the same time.<br /><br />A relative I have is one of them. I know I should feel love for her and her friends but when they are like 14 with dark eyeliner and high flash self taken profile pictures, when they write blogs about religion and how stupid and expletive it is it's hard.<br />You think you're tough? That you're smart because you support Obama and he won the election, that you can take pictures in your bra and get photo comments.<br /><br />Having many people agree with you is nothing if all those people are as wrong as you are. It's even worse.<br /><br />Someday ever knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus is Lord.<br /><br />..........<br /><br />Last night at work some of the girls I'm "kind of" friends with, meaning I know their name and have talked to them more than 3 times. They were taking His name in vain, talking about prayer and making jokes about how if Jesus forgave their sins then it's ok to keep sinning right? And hahaha. No one was addressing me so I just stood there, at the time I thought about saying something but no one was addressing me, if they did then I would of course state my opinion.<br />But on the way home, I was thinking that that's an excuse we make. We sit back and let people go on and on stupidly, so while I was there waiting for my food to be up and they were giggling about praying "Lord help me not blankity blank that blank" and I'm silent and all that's going through my head is "One day every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus is Lord."<br /><br />So next time, if there is one, I think I'm going to say something. I'm going to try and I pray that God gives me his words and courage and eloquence at that time.<br />Somewhere in the Bible it says something about how it's good if we're persecuted because that means we're doing something right, in the right context of course. They ridiculed Him so when they ridicule us we should be glad! For we are in fact shining Him and others are reacting the way He predicted.<br />Something like that.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640749517260077653.post-86200668175006470052009-06-09T21:01:00.003-10:002009-06-09T21:05:09.013-10:00I've given up so much these last few days, yet my sacrifices pale in comparison to anything He ever has done.<br /><br />We went to Mardel today, I had totally wiped out my entire Itunes library yesterday so I needed cd's, Christian ones. I ended up with 4, one being a total Phil Wickham knock-off but I love Phil so why not?<br />Also to Hobby Lobby where I decided that I should not go in there ever again because all it does is promote selfishness and discontent in me, I got 3 posters there because they were on sale. Everything was 50% off in that store.<br /><br />Cracker Barrel's not for me, I'm on the lookout for a job more suited to my slowness and attention to detail.<br /><br />I want to love orphans.chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01193425739046922072noreply@blogger.com0