I am...me. a big mixture of so many things. I think...about things over and over again in my head after they happen. I can't just let them go. I replay them again over and over again wondering what I could do differently. I know...that Marcus and I were meant to find each other. I want...to go back to Hawaii. and to be a good cook. I have...so many things to be grateful for. I wish...I didn't compare myself with others, or get jealous. I hate...going to work everyday. and sitting there bored when I have so many better things to be doing. I miss...being in school. I fear...being alone. I feel...hopeful. I hear...Ben Kweller, my printer, and someone on the telephone. I smell...everything. I search...to know what I should be doing with my time right now. I wonder...why my feet are always cold. or why it had to snow already. I regret...quitting piano lessons. I love...so many things. Marcus. My family. My friends. and finding a blog I really like and reading it backwards all the way to the beginning. I care...what people think about me. Even if that is sometimes a bad thing. I always...read nutrition facts. It's just who I am. I am not...an optimist. (I'm working on it). I believe...that there is a plan for each of us. I work to have faith to believe that even while I sometimes might not understand it. I dance...poorly. and when I am alone. I sing...to Marcus. He tells me to stop, but I know he likes it. I don't...like to feel out of control. I write...when I am confused, upset, sad and angry. and then I usually delete it. I win...games that have to do with luck, not skill. I lose...every single time I play Ticket to Ride with Marcus. I never...like to be the center of attention or put on the spot. Especially in front of big groups. I listen...to my friends. I can usually be found...either at work or with Marcus. I am scared of...quitting. or failing. I read...in phases. Sometimes I'm into it and sometimes I'm not. I am happy about...so many things. Mostly my life, and all of the good things in it.
I tag: Jamiejo. Tierra. Tara. April. and anyone else who wants to do it. I don't know who will do this.
7 comments:
I love that you sing to Marcus because I can totally picture that and it makes me laugh.
I like... THIS! and you!
You can go to school for me! We sound so much alike Chelsea(besides the school thing). Love reading your blog by the way...
Chels! Soooooo remember how you just posted about your tooth?! Well, I'm here in Utah and I've got a tooth that's KILLING me. And I'm pretty sure I can't wait another 3 weeks til I get back to Utah. So, I'm trying to find someone that would take my insurance and remembered your post! What's your bro-in-law's name/practice? Or your father-in-laws? If they're in my network, I wonder if they could squeeze me in! Let me know!! Thanks Chels!
What a fun post! I learned a lot about you, actually! I love that you sing for Marcus, that you wonder why your feet are always cold (me too!), and that you dance when you're alone (me too on that one as well!).
I loved reading all of that about you! Good job for always reading the nutrition on things.. I wish I did! I loved it all!
Oh boy, you tagged me. And I just wrote a long post...so I'll do it but it'll have to wait till next week. :) I learned lots of new things about you though. And I'm glad you sing to Marcus. I don't think I've ever heard you sing, except that one time you sang "Money Money Money" from Mamma Mia. Oh and Stand By Your Man. Ok, I've heard you sing. :)
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