WHY????????
OK, here is a little rant i must get off my chest. sorry if you don't agree. (nope i take that back you, SHOULD agree) I'm gonna try not to throw up while typing this. overalls are the most horrible article of clothing you can ever wear, it is 2010 damn it. WHY?
wait i must confess.... yes i owned a pair..... IN 1992!!!
when i see people in overalls i cringe. a fact most of you already know. daily while out and about i run into some one, it maybe a mother, sister, brother, friend, child, even a stranger in overalls and my whole perspective on them is thrown for a irreversible loop. and millions of questions run through my head.
1.do u work on a farm?
2 do u work in construction?
3. have you been painting?
4. do u not have any money to buy a separate shirt? (i can loan u some if that's what it takes for u to change)
5. is it Halloween and u want to be the scarecrow?
6. did you cuzband (cousin -husband) give those to you as a birthday gift? (and he got them at savers?)
7 where they your pa's and now he's dead and that's the only this you have left?
if yes..... then maybe its OK if you wear them out. once
i mean even when kids wear them... why? its not like its easier to get to diapers or anything.
shit i just had to swallow some puke back...
i gotta stop.
and if you are reading this... please please i beg you if you have overalls in your closet go burn them.
okay by by
love ya's -Chelsea :)
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Monday, August 3, 2009
virginity blog
OK so it's my first time and I'm kinda nervous. i have no idea how to do this, but i guess if everyone else is..... wait am i doin it right? is it gonna hurt? are u still gonna be friends with me after? oh well lets see......
where do i start, do i just tell u about my day? or how i feel? or what? ahhhhh "i don't know what the hell I'm talkin about."
what made me want to start this is, I'm currently sitting in this lonely nursery (at work) watching a baby fight with his pacifier, and I'm bored though i don't wanna do any "real" work. a few of my coworkers have blogs and i thought, "hey why not share my thoughts also." accept i don't think mine will be as interesting as theirs are. you see i don't have any funny little " spawn" running around and i really don't do much with my days.
even though i continue to write nasty little messages to myself on my bathroom mirror. (in dry erase marker of course) these notes are supposed to be inspirational but i usually just end up mad at the words rather than listening to them. (hahaha) for example i think the last note said, "stop eating so much fat ass" and/or "exercise or else!" then i go sit on the couch and watch the little dog get mad cause i won't take him outside for more than 10 minutes to piss and shit. it really is sad he's so cute, but it's way to f-ing hot out there. and i think that s why I'm unmotivated. i go out side and within 20 minutes my makeup has almost melted off my f-in face.
how have people lived like this for their whole lives? i mean Texas (well Austin) is awesome and all but wouldn't u rather have seasons and nice big trees and flowing rivers and GREEN grass? i do love country music though. i never really gave it a chance before but now it's great, sometimes its romantic or easy to listen to and sometimes it makes ya wanna cry or dance (which i wish someone would teach me how to do correctly) . anyway i like it. but really there is only one thing or should i say person that holds me here. I'll leave those choices up to him for now. so i go to work and sleep during the day and whenever i have the chance give him all the love i have.
though i could do without any of any thing. (well not love) but as far as living arrangements go i would be perfectly content with a remote island where i grew and killed my own food. as long as i had the sun, the water and the love i would be OK with the solitude. except i think josh would have to do all the growing i seem to kill most of the plants we get. (that's his department) oh and i would need a landing strip so our families could visit.
i have spent enough time away from my mother and sisters. since I'm not really a talk on the phone kinda person it's hard to keep up with each other. they always have so much goin on. sometimes i feel like I'm the last thing on their minds (which is OK-i understand) it's hard since it is so few a far in between the time we talk. i worry it seems we have less and less to talk about. I'm kinda hoping this [blog] will change that.
oh and maybe it will motivate me to get off my ass and do some sort of activity. at least that way I'll have something to f-ing talk about and i won't be so sappy. (haha) anyway whenever I'm here in the nursery i start thinking about things, life, love, friends etc. and when it's slow like tonight i get sappy and think of all the places I'd rather be. home with my man being #1 and watching true blood with Michele and/or Ali comes in as a close 2nd.
that's all good night
where do i start, do i just tell u about my day? or how i feel? or what? ahhhhh "i don't know what the hell I'm talkin about."
what made me want to start this is, I'm currently sitting in this lonely nursery (at work) watching a baby fight with his pacifier, and I'm bored though i don't wanna do any "real" work. a few of my coworkers have blogs and i thought, "hey why not share my thoughts also." accept i don't think mine will be as interesting as theirs are. you see i don't have any funny little " spawn" running around and i really don't do much with my days.
even though i continue to write nasty little messages to myself on my bathroom mirror. (in dry erase marker of course) these notes are supposed to be inspirational but i usually just end up mad at the words rather than listening to them. (hahaha) for example i think the last note said, "stop eating so much fat ass" and/or "exercise or else!" then i go sit on the couch and watch the little dog get mad cause i won't take him outside for more than 10 minutes to piss and shit. it really is sad he's so cute, but it's way to f-ing hot out there. and i think that s why I'm unmotivated. i go out side and within 20 minutes my makeup has almost melted off my f-in face.
how have people lived like this for their whole lives? i mean Texas (well Austin) is awesome and all but wouldn't u rather have seasons and nice big trees and flowing rivers and GREEN grass? i do love country music though. i never really gave it a chance before but now it's great, sometimes its romantic or easy to listen to and sometimes it makes ya wanna cry or dance (which i wish someone would teach me how to do correctly) . anyway i like it. but really there is only one thing or should i say person that holds me here. I'll leave those choices up to him for now. so i go to work and sleep during the day and whenever i have the chance give him all the love i have.
though i could do without any of any thing. (well not love) but as far as living arrangements go i would be perfectly content with a remote island where i grew and killed my own food. as long as i had the sun, the water and the love i would be OK with the solitude. except i think josh would have to do all the growing i seem to kill most of the plants we get. (that's his department) oh and i would need a landing strip so our families could visit.
i have spent enough time away from my mother and sisters. since I'm not really a talk on the phone kinda person it's hard to keep up with each other. they always have so much goin on. sometimes i feel like I'm the last thing on their minds (which is OK-i understand) it's hard since it is so few a far in between the time we talk. i worry it seems we have less and less to talk about. I'm kinda hoping this [blog] will change that.
oh and maybe it will motivate me to get off my ass and do some sort of activity. at least that way I'll have something to f-ing talk about and i won't be so sappy. (haha) anyway whenever I'm here in the nursery i start thinking about things, life, love, friends etc. and when it's slow like tonight i get sappy and think of all the places I'd rather be. home with my man being #1 and watching true blood with Michele and/or Ali comes in as a close 2nd.
that's all good night
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