I had to send my MacBook back yesterday, I had a faulty disc drive. boo. oh well, in a day or two I will have a brand spanking new one and I will come back to blog full strength. So freaking awesome. I am finished my first year of University as of Tuesday, and everyday feels absolutely glorious.
I made steps forward in a sweet friendship this week. My friend is totally awesome and I’m so stoked for when we get to hang out more. Just waiting for summer to come and for both of us to have spare time/ rugby together/ summer is going to be so pure and pleasurable.
Pure summer. My summer is now. I love it already. Working fulltime kind of blows, but I’m all about the benjamins, or the Canadian equivalent actually, but same shizz. I’m feeling that this summer’s soundtrack will include ALL of the Into the Wild soundtrack b.c Eddie Vedder is a god. I’m really happy lately, it’s a nice change. I’m not stressed about anything, all the things I was worried about are dealt with. And the things that weren’t dealt with have been left behind.
I bought a longboard last week, I’m so jazzed up on it. If the weather ever stayed nice maybe I could get more use out of it, but really, it’s beautiful. If i didn’t get sloppy last monday my camera might not be broken and I would love to show a photo of my newest possession. (sp? or grammar?).
Also got sloppy Friday, lost my phone for a couple days, did some detective work and totally got it back. I have awesome friends, really, I think Benn is a sweetheart for not being mad at me for being a moron at his house and losing my phone. But it’s all good, we’re 19 and here to live it up, right? I have never used someone before, well that’s a lie, but I have only used someone on very few occasions. It makes me feel like a bad person. Ok, it doesn’t, but that was a good try anyways.
I’m so fully into the internet. I really want to learn to use it better, I feel like I could get a lot more out of it all. There is an infinite amount of knowledge just waiting for me to slice myself into the link. It’s almost rude of me not to find out more
I’m going to pull a Seth Cohen, just pack my things, set sail and head off in the sunset to a new city. Only in my version I’m going to pack up my van and drive down to New York. I don’t know when this is going to happen but I know that it will be better than here. I have a few things I need to get done before I go, like a little fix-up on my van and probably some money saving. I most likely won’t tell anyone when I leave, I’m just going to be gone one day. I might bring my cell phone, and I’ll have my laptop, so I will be reachable, but I will most likely avoid any replies. This is just a heads up.
Toaster and I battled it out hard core tonight via facebook message thread. Also a little battling happened btw Toaster and my best friend, whose real name i will use, Amanda. Amanda duked it out with Toaster and neither was a clear winner, but amanda did end the replies with a nice wrap up. *NOTE - more text exerps will come soon* My message thread fight went back and forth to who was really winning. I pulled out the bigger person move and rocked Toaster’s shit. Because really, I am over fighting, we have no reason to fight. Give me my shit, I’ll give Toaster’s back and we can continue our lives.
best part. Worked together tonight. Didn’t talk about the episode at all. Actually were rather civil. It’s when I got home and checked the book when BAM! War had broken out. But i was wonderful in it’s own little way. I really like arguing because I see myself as a smart girl who knows how to twist words and can be spiteful without being obvious. I do get confused when LG’s try and trick me with dumb insults, probably because my intelligence is above it. *kidding, a lil* I will admit it, Toaster threw me for a loop twice, and I still haven’t really figured it out, but I don’t really care that much. I just want my back pack. I really love it, a lot. It’s really nice, and Volcom and it was a gift from my grandma. And really, if you’re going to insult someone, make it easy for them to understand, it doesn’t really do any damage if they are stuck thinking about who you’re talking about rather than the insult itself. Just a heads up, little tip from me to all people who plan to insult others. Blatant insults are beautiful. Embrace them.
There has started to be this evil barricade between my friends of now and my ex, who I will from here forward call Toaster. The end of the relationship should have happened earlier than it did, just because neither of us were really into it and it sucked. Then we lived together for a month after and then we didn’t talk for 3 months almost and now we’re just barely talking. The kicker, we work together. So i have to see Toaster all the time, and it would be a lot easier if we never had to see each other.
Upon Toaster’s move out, when we were clearing Toaster’s shit out of my van and with it my longboard (I thought it was mine, Toaster had ‘given’ it to me a long time before) and backpack went missing. Into the depths of Toaster’s bedroom, never to be seen again. Oh shit wait, I fully see my backpack ALL the time, it has become Toaster’s main source of carrying things. Also, the longboard I have seen a couple times in person and more recently a photo of the collection of longboards in Toaster’s room was uploaded to facebook. Which is here the reason of this post has stemmed from. My best friend of mine attempted to ‘tag’ the longboard as ‘chelsey’s longboard’. Toaster wrote on her wall saying it wasn’t mine. I then sent Toaster a message saying I had nothing to do with it, but I was a little confused to how the longboard wasn’t mine when I thought it had been a gift, and that I was confused why Toaster still had my backpack. I suggested some trade options. We will see.
Hi. I have recently turned from my regular self into this person who is spazztic and spuratic and can’t calm down. But it comes in waves, so you might luck out and catch me as Chelsey. My newest best friend Amanda Lise decided to call the other side of me, the psychotic one, Jacob, so just as a reference if the name Jacob comes up it is just referring to me in my cracked out state of mind. Not that I do crack, I don’t do drugs at all actually, I play national level rugby, there’s no room for drugs there. As myself, Chelsey, I’m a little reserved, I tend to be shy and don’t like having to start conversations with people I don’t know/aren’t comfortable with. As Chelsey I keep a paper journal of interesting thoughts I have and quotes I enjoy, I suppose now that I have an online blog I won’t be tied to paper and pen anymore.
I think I’m giving you the wrong idea with my two personalities, it’s not like while one is more present the other has no idea, I promise I’m not a schizo and I don’t have multiple personality disorder. I just have bursts of energy and if I don’t have a proper way of dealing with it I tend to go a little nutso.
My idea for a blog I will admit came from my newest favorite people: Jake Hurwitz and Amir Blumenfeld. I don’t want to look like a sqeeeeze for starting one only after being influenced by them. I had wanted one for a long time, but wasn’t sure where to start it, and then I used what Jakke uses.
I have been swallowed by the world of collegehumor and jakeandamir, it actually takes up more of my day than facebook. I mean I am a ‘fan’ on facebook, so I can add the time I’m on their page, but would prefer not too.. I also blame them (just a little) for my poor academic achievement this semester. I might have to limit myself to 30 minutes a day from now on. My friends have also begun to be annoyed with my relentless quotes at ill fitting times.