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Name: Kelsey
Birthday: 11/29/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: friendship. pictures. corny jokes. digging my toes in the sand. long drives to nowhere. june 2 @ 7:30. humming. scarves. thumb wars. boxing. pointy toed shoes. accents. sequins. hair dye. venice beach. never washing my car. times square. smiles. lenny kravitz. singing to myself. white wine. piercings. hip hop. lightning. converse. booty jeans. carmex.
Expertise: flirting with your dad, making the ugliest ugly face ever, random movie trivia, making a fool of myself, finding everything hilarious, making margaritas, getting away with almost anything, working my blue eyes, making a great second impression.
Occupation: Medical
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
AIM:  K LoVe Ya HeArD
Member Since:
9/18/2004
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| off to college.
sweeeeeeeeeeet.
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| hello all. so, prom is tomorrow and i graduate three weeks from today. it's crazy how time flies.
i can't wait to start something new in my life. i love change, and i tend to think change is the best way to learn lessons because it's a way of voluntary self-exposure. but then again, that's just me. sometimes i wonder how people are happy with just being average. im never satisfied knowing i blend in and knowing ill never be on my own long enough to really get to know who i am. where's the fun in that?? but i guess some people just have a sense of drive and motivation that others lack. im definitely one of those people.
im getting my hair chopped off today, and im super psyched.
i love to shock people... it's just oh so thrilling.
i hope i like it. wish me luck fools.
so, boo for working. im tired. im ass tired, actually. i feel like a robot driving to work, and i dread it most of the time. i don't think i should have to dread going to work. so if you know of a fun job that pays $8.50 an hour or more and gives at least 25 hours a week, hit me up.
k, i guess im spent now. i shall see all you beautimous people tomorrow night! yay, how exciting.
k LoVe
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| first of all, thank you to everyone who has given me hope. it does not go unnoticed.
i am much more optimistic now. the thing is, i can have a future anywhere i want it. whether it's now or in years to come, i can do whatever i want wherever i want. i know ill go to college and have a blast wherever i go, so im not going to worry about what could have been. yes it sucks, but sometimes things happen for a reason, so i have to pay attention to whatever im learning from this lesson.
maybe there's a future out there waiting for me, and maybe i need to do a little growing up before i find it.
im looking forward to whatever challenges await me next year, and as for all of you who are going to college, i wish you the best of luck. sometimes things aren't fair, and sometimes things just don't add up, but that doesn't mean it's the end of the story.
more is out there for me... i know it. im not going to let a couple of letters ruin anything for me.
life is about more then here and now. i believe that.
ill be attending the university of texas next year, and im looking forward to it. so to ucla and nyu, shove that in your face and like it! ha... i had to add a bit of bitter immaturity somewhere, right??
love you all,
kelsey
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| you know, i counted on being broke for the rest of my life. i counted on being scared shitless moving away by myself. i counted on not knowing what the hell i was going to do once i got to college. but there's one thing i didn't count on: not getting in.
my whole life, i've always been a good student. i can count the number of assignments i never bothered to turn in on one hand, and it's payed off. im number 13 in a class of 417 students, so id say ive done pretty damn well for myself. im involved in things, i have a demanding job, ive made pretty decent test scores... but it's just not enough.
my family was always pushing me to stay in texas even though i wanted to go far away. but i always knew something better out there was in store for me, and i had to go off by myself to find it. i was actually willing to do this for myself. i was willing to move away from everything i know to find my passion and calling.
i didn't get into UCLA or NYU... and i can't tell you my devastation. it's not that UT, the university of boston, or possibly university of miami are bad choices, but it's not what i want. i thought i deserved this. i thought i could do this. and honestly, as conceited and stupid as it sounds, i never thought about the fact that i might not get in.
i wanted it so bad... and now, ... i just don't know.
im confused about everything. i wanted to be one of those kids that went off and proved something to the world, and now i feel like i can't. and yes, im bitter and probably wrongly so, but i just don't care. i deserved it. i worked my ass off for 12 years so i could go where i really wanted to, and i guess it's just not enough.
i had big plans, and now i feel like 2 letters have crushed them all. maybe im being irrational. maybe i need to look at the bright side. maybe i need to be less greedy and more appreciative. maybe.... i need to catch a break.
kelsey
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| spring break always proves to be a random time of the year.
this year, for an extra random challenge, i decided to go camping. now,
if you know me at all, im not particularly the "woodsy" kinda gal one
might assume would partake on such a journey. but nonetheless i got my
girly ass in the truck and sucked it up.
some may call me spoiled, but i dont care. im not going to squat in the
woods unless im dying and there's no bathroom within a ten mile radius
of where im standing. it's just not happening.
at one point, i woke up at 5:30 in the morning miserable because i had
to pee so bad. so, after long deliberation of whether to make the good
1/4th mile uphill walk to the bathroom by myself, i decided instead to
just one time go pee in the woods. i walked hesitantly up the hill
because i had no glasses or contacts in, and as i was nervously about
to maneuver a way to squat, there was a loud rustling, what i could
only assume to be a vicious, rabies-infected raccoon, about three feet
behind me in a rather large bush. so, needless to say, i scurried back
to the tent as fast as my blind ass could take me.
camping is not my forte, but it was an adventure at least. here are
some bits and clips of the trip, as best as i can remember...
convo #1:
"dude, it's a snake hole."
"stick your fishing pole in it and see if anything comes out."
"umm, did you hear me? i said it was a snake hole, not a puppy hole."
convo #2:
(a boy hides another boy's 72 pieces of cheese in a bush)
"hey, where's my cheese?"
"how do you lose 72 pieces of cheese?"
"i dont know man. hey, did you hide it?"
"no, actually, we ate it all. we ate cheese with everything. (pointing
to the box of fruity pebbles) we even ate cheesy pebbles."
good times... hope your break was equally as entertaining.
k LoVe
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