External VS Internal

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

A saying I've heard my whole life. Just because you don't think someone or something is beautiful, doesn't mean that it isn't special or beautiful to someone else. And you know what, I'm finally truly understanding this quote. Just because you think her eyes are too small, or his nose just doesn't fit his face, or she's just too fat doesn't mean these people aren't beautiful in the eyes of someone else.

As children we're taught not to judge "a book by its cover" but everyone does it anyway. Even the people who taught us this valuable life lesson go right from quoting this saying to "don't hang out with this person, they're not good enough, I can just tell."

Now don't get me wrong, this is not me bashing my parents or the other elders who've taught me so many things throughout my life, this is just things I'm beginning to notice from living in such a diverse culture that is a university campus.

 So who is to say who is beautiful, who is ugly? Cause I can guarantee it isn't me. I will be the first to say that I'm amazing and beautiful, but I will also be the first to say that I am not perfect. And often when I look at my heart I wonder how beautiful I truly am, with my tendencies to judge off of appearance and my uncanny desire to keep from befriending what I think are "ugly" people.

If anything, I'm the Patron Saint of External Judgement. Not something I'm proud of, but the truth. However, when I do notice those "unnoticeable" that inhabit this world around me, I realize many of them, while not aesthetically pleasing to my eyes, are incredibly beautiful, filled with beauty I could only ever dream holding. An internal beauty I can practically see floating around my friends, both "pretty" and "not so fortunate" like a glowing holy ring dwells in the hearts of my closest friends, whether they have fat thighs, bad acne, or wild hair.

Now I wonder, do people see that on me, or am I just that normal superficial flat ring of self obsession and "Thy art better than thou" mind set? A true worry that I don't have that beauty unseen by the initial glance while leaving your class or walking to Belvin for a bite to eat before your CVA lab. I genuinely hope I can learn to harness my inner beauty and bring it out to the surface for all to see, not just this superficial exterior that guards my fragile self-esteem.

Chelsea...

Birthdays and Free TVs!

Yesterday for the most part was a bad day. Pain and sickness struck, and they didn't have much mercy. However, I did manage to join my friends to celebrate Brian Allen's 20th birthday celebration at this little Greek restaurant that I could pronounce. David told us all to dress nice for Brian's birthday, so we did (Em even wore a dress). So when we get to this "Voted Best Restaurant in Huntsville Last Year" restaurant, we're all blown away, it's connected to an old, shady gas station, and we all look like we're ready for dinner at a three to four star restaurant.

 

Let me just tell you, despite the lady there being completely crazy, sweet, but nuts, it was a really great place. The food was amazing and the company was superb. I love all of my friends! We had, for lack of a better word, interesting conversations during dinner, but what else can you expect from people who hang out with me. Also, my gifts to Brian were the best!

See, who wouldn't want four of each of those from me! Anyways, now I'm just sitting in my room eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and failing at getting the ice out of the manual ice maker. How do people do this? I miss the automatic ice maker at home!!!!! If someone could teach me the magic secret to getting ice out of these things I would greatly appreciate it, until then, warm water.

I also just found out that because of a wonderful donation from my Aunt Troye and Uncle Bill, I'm getting a TV!! That'll be nice. I'll probably try hooking my computer up to it so when David and I watch glee, we can see it on a bigger screen. I'm excited now! Besides the warm water, today is going really well. I have poli-sci at 12 in the CHSS, so I guess it's time to start getting ready to go there. It takes me a good seven minutes to get all the way up to the physical campus where all the classes are, and I've gotta wash my peanut butter and jelly sandwich plate, so ta-ta for now my darlings.

Chelsea

Sore Muscles and Granola

Emily, Me, and David

Waking up this morning was more pain than it was worth. That's what I get for really pushing myself yesterday at the gym and not eating enough calories. So notes to self, next time, eat like I'm supposed to, go to the gym with Emily so I don't KILL myself, and don't wake up. Maybe next time I'll learn.

I'm currently typing this wonderful entry in the CHSS computer lab while I wait for Brian to finish filling a maintenance request for his and David's dorm. You see, from day one, their living room light has been out, annoying.  Even more annoying is how dang cold their dorm ALWAYS is, like fifty-five degrees. By the time I'm leaving I'm like Mr. Freeze from Batman! Not a pleasant experience. And it's either Mr. Freeze, or I steal Brian's blanket, which never seems to end up back on his bed of its own accord.

Enough about their dorm, time for the discussion on the health benefits of granola.

Just kidding. I don't really care that much about granola, though I did have it again for breakfast. With milk it's only like 330 calories, that's not that bad for breakfast is it? It seems to me like that is a good amount for that early in the morning. But what do I know.

My BFFL Allison

Yesterday in all the rush of gym to scavenger hunt (my team was in last place by a long shot by the way) to Truth, I never managed to eat, though I did manage to talk to Allison, and it turns out she's coming home from Alabama the second weekend in October, that means I'm so coming home then! I also managed to have a wonderful talk with my mother and take three showers in the span of 7 hours. I was super clean.

Well, that's all the useless  ramblings I have for now. Update how the rest of my day goes later.

Chelsea

(Dear Alex, Becca and I had a wonderful time chatting with you till Becca nexted yo. We love you and hope to get the chance to talk to you again.)

Day Two Diet Blues Part 2

So this morning, as you can read, I wasn't feeling so well. Life is better now. I think I did great on my psych test. That and I had a wonderful talk on the phone with my mommy about our lives. I miss her allot, she is truly the person I look up to the most in my life.

I'm now listening to Glee in preparation for the new season starting tonight! I don't know about everyone else, but I just can't wait. Too bad I'm going to miss it because of Truth.

Also, today at my dorm we're having a scavenger hunt, and I'm really excited about it. This should be a blast! I'll make sure to tell you if I win, though I've never been very good at scavenger hunts in the first place.

I also have room for 777 calories tonight. That means I can have a pretty good dinner, or an above average dinner with dessert!! Hooray for a little bit of chocolate cake.  Now I'm quite aware that Belvin chocolate cake looks nothing like this beautiful piece of yummy art, a girl can dream.  Isn't that right Em?

So while talking to my mother, I think it's official, I'm about ready to adopt Country into my life style. I'm even getting cowgirl boots for Christmas, and that fact really excites me. No more sandals to Shenanigan's, which means quite a few less squished toes by my dancing partners.

Almost time for the gym, so I guess I'll log off now. Bye bye kids.

<3 Chelsea

Day Two Diet Blues

Today is one of those days. Actually, it's THAT DAY! The day that every woman hates to experience, yet she has to live through it once a month. And today, all I want to do is curl up with a giant bowl of chocolate ice cream with midol as candies in it and eat it up, but instead, I get to eat healthy, no chocolate midol ice cream for Chelsea.

On top of that, in two hours I have a psychology test, not quiz, TEST! And I'm not sure I'm looking forward to that, actually, I'm not even sure how I'll do on that. Psychology is not one of my biggest priorities right now, just saying.

OK, enough bitching.

I had granola for breakfast today, but supposedly granola isn't really good for you. Anyone wanna tell me about that? Cause I really like granola, but it sure is a ton of calories. So that's my discussion point for next time, the validity of the beleif that eating granola is healthy. (Not really.)

Stay tuned for my next blog kids. And please, don't eat chocolate in front of me for the next couple days.

A New Beginning

So who in the world wouldn't want a new beginning? Go to a place where no one knows you; where you create yourself from scratch, you can be whoever you want.

That's what college is to me. Though I do know people, I also know that I don't have to be that same girl I was in high school, so this is documentation of what I am, what I could be, and who I want to be.

 So there will be no time for lolly gagging or pointless ramblings, this is my life. No strings attached, no censors. Just me, no hoax, no sugar coat.

Maybe I was just born with it, cause it sure ain't Maybelline.