These Are My Confessions.

Just when I thought all I said all I could say, my chick on the side said she got one on the way...

Wait, what? I'm doing different confessions, but thanks, Usher, for the (lame-ish?) opening.

I'm feeling a bit down today. So my grandmothers son's daughter told me that I should make a list of quirky things relating to me. Some things on the list no one knows and others may be common knowledge, but either way they are all pretty random, so here it goes:


I would rather listen to music then talk to you when we are in the car.

I can barely park and most of the time can't back out. So I have been known to park far away from my destination just to avoid this.

I have missed my exit several times before because I was jamming out to a song and not paying attention.

Hey, wait, all of these have to do with your car . . .
I know, voice in my head, but thats not a quirk and I'll start mixing it up. 

The people at Noodles and Co. of Sugarhouse know me because I practically eat there every time I don't feel like Shaw (Westminster's food center).

I have no idea why my boyfriend loves me, but he does and as unexplainable as it is it's amazing.
Oh, and I love him too.

I try my hardest to make people laugh when I'm hurting the most.

I love the shower, and take really long showers because you can be alone and sing and think and cry and just be with yourself.

I wash my sheets more than average because I get the best night sleep on clean sheets.

I am very competitive and sometimes it makes me really jealous.

If I was judging a fruit contest banana would win hands down every time.

We needed a picture break and
it's funny to just see a post with a bunch
of words and a single picture of a banana

I could drink a raspberry banana smoothie everyday, and I pretty much do.

I want to live in the 60s and would love to go to the original Woodstock.

I watch documentaries habitually.

I procrastinate on a dangerous level.

I was a trendsetter with the dance solos I did. ( I did a dance in a straight jacket the next year a bunch of girls did the same)

I don't like casual texting.

I want to be a filmmaker, but I am scared I will fail miserably at it.

I got lucky and have really good skin.

I love studying economics.

I hate shoes, but love dressing up.

I love grandma patterns and grandma names like Mabel or Doris.

I think I'll stop here. I have to admit this did help me a little, maybe you got a something out of it as well; and, hey, at least I'm not as sad as I used to be.

Cheers,

Kelsie

I love love, I love being in love!

I love today, I love love love it! 

I love like this:                    

 Or when people first learn to love, 

       I even love the love that I hope one day everyone will come to love, 

Most of all I just love this day, not for the marketing scams or for the unbroken diets, but just because for at least one day we are all focused on love. I am just bursting with happiness right now and it's because this day, when I look at it as love day, gives me so much hope. So, to you and your kin Happy Love Day. May you spread the love (spoken like the true hippie I am.) 

With Love,

Kelsie 

The Longest Untitled Post (possibly ever, but who can know that?)

Q: So what would happen if I actually updated my blog? A: Jessica Palomino would be happy. Haha but aside from her reminding me that I was the one gun-ho about the blogging and need to start updating, I would be able to express myself better rather than just bottle things up or ignore them.

I haven't updated in awhile (Sorry, blokes) so I'm going to try and post as much as I can remember. Oh, and another thing I realized I live too much of a beautiful mundane life to be forced by some challenge to take pictures daily, instead I am just going to take pictures of creatures, objects, whatever I find beauty in. It could be two a day or two a month, but I think I'll find this more to my liking. (Sorry, Shyanne)

3pm traffic (a post within a post In Inception-like fashion):

The other day I was driving on the freeway on a lovely afternoon (I mean really lovely, the sun was even shining) and I hated it. I hated being behind slow people ( I drive fast, but they weren't even doing the speed limit). I hated that I forgot my iPod and had to listen to Crapdio (crap radio). Then I realized I just hated being stuck just going. I wanted to be outside in the sun, listening to Regina, Trevor or my other favorites. Coinciding with this I also came to the realization that I love driving at dusk time,  and being stuck in 5 o' clock traffic especially if their is a rainstorm (this is of course assuming I have my iPod).

In both these cases I feel it's all about observing. In the first situation I don't want to observe from my car, I want to be involved I want to see people on the frontline, over hear conversations, get to know them by how they act when they feel no one is judging. Before you stop reading to call the cops, because you are now convinced I am a stalker just note that I just like to people watch, I think it's one of the most fascinating time consumers. . . back to my point . . . In the second story I don't mind being observant with my thoughts alone. Rainstorms or weather of the sort always bring about pensive moods, at least for me. I said "back to my point" but I don't even know if I have one I just wanted to tell a story, really. I just wanted to talk about the things I think about in my everyday life. So I think I will leave it here on a semi-cliffhanger, because, honestly, a lot of the times that's how I leave my thoughts. To be continued when my wandering mind returns to it.

Now a visual expression of the past couple of 24 hour increments: 

An art project of sorts, very easy to make picture holders
maybe one day I'll show the pictures

A trip to the dentist=a membership to the no cavity club for me 

I love this girl, and if you are wondering the money
is for "sexual favors" 

An amazing show that I was lucky enough to see.
My vagina fell in love with it. 

Ah, the life of a college kid.
At least I got to read this book out in the sun
it was a very nice day (2-13-11).

Who says news has to be sad?

Day Three. Feb 3rd, 2011
The day I got my refund check
P.S. ignore my awkward thumbs

 So that picture above probably explains (or means) nothing to you, however, to me that is the most exciting piece of paper I have ever held. That there, my friends, is my refund check for 1,000 smack-a-roos! Now, to get that would be exciting to anybody, amirite? For me it is very special though, I didn't want to leak it quite yet, but, oh bollocks, I'll just let it out. I am going to India! This check pays for almost half my trip.

I feel like now is really the right time to go. I have had people tell me it's not I need to save and wait, and I totally respect that and can see where they are coming from, but they are not me. They don't sit in my room with me watching BBC specials about India, or volunteering to do India as a country presentation in macroeconomics (Brooke, sound familiar? Haha.) I have wanted to go to India for the longest time and this trip is perfect, here are some reasons why.

1) It is a service project, but on the weekends we will still get to sightsee.

2) One of my best friends is (most likely) coming as well.

3) Home-stays with local people are a good chance.

4) We get to teach children, how to read ( or at least start to). 

5) We are helping build a full-function library in a town, that otherwise would have no access to books.

The last point is esp. important to me, I love charity work, but when it involves further educating people, well that is priceless. Maybe, I'll get to to talk to a future doctor. Maybe just a kid who loves soccer. Who knows, but whatever I do I have a feeling that they will teach me far more than I can teach them. (Wow my post are really cheesy haha I need to work on that!)

Au revoir, 

Kelsie 

Challenges.

This month is starting out full of challenges, let me explain. First, my roommates, my boyfriend, and I made a four day wager that we would give up the worst foods in our diets. For me that involved not going to Noodles and Co. (I love the buttered noodles with parmesan chicken, mmm) and also no cheese fries (another weakness). So for the past couple of days I have been eating a variety of healthy foods, and you know it's not too bad. I gave up soda awhile ago, and although it was hard at first it gets easier everyday. Maybe that's how this will be.

My second challenge I (semi)explained in my first post. However, it is a familiar concept to most. A picture a day, of whatever, for a month. If I make it through the month I want to keep going to the 365 day photo challenge. It'll be hard (esp. around finals time), but I think it'll be rewarding to look back on when it's over.

I find challenges to be great. I am a very competitive person so when I have something to work towards it pushes me harder to do and be my best. I feel they also bring out a sense of personal pride in a person, whether upon completion or even at the start. Taking on a challenge can be an insurmountable task, with it can come struggles, but even more than that with it can come growth and a better sense of self-understanding.

Well I feel if I write anymore cheesy-ness, people will think this blog to be cliche, so I leave you with my first two pictures of the photo challenge.

So long for now,
Kelsie

What my meals have consisted of on the "weight wager"
Day one. Feb. 1, 2011

A peek onto my bookshelf
Day two. Feb. 2, 2011

First Post.

Lately I have been a bit, well, correction a lot obsessed with blogs. I think it is a great way to share your life, while unlike Facebook people can choose to read this and if you like what I am saying, hey great! I hope you stick around and I can provide some entertainment for you.

I'm a fan of pictures in post, so I made a deal with my friend Shy (she also has a blog) to post a picture a day for this whole month.

It is Feb. 1st at 9:43 pm . . . I think I'll take two tomorrow. Already off to a great start! However, I won't leave this post just clogged with words, I'll post some pictures of me so you can get to know me, Kelsie.

Cheers!

 This is from a year ago, I had an old friend take my senior pics. I love the pop of color.

 I love to dance I have been doing it since I was a toddler. 

I have tried desperately to play the guitar, but  alas, I am not so good.
However, I love music and I wanted to represent it in my pictures.