isntthatfabulos

HELP!

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 02:35:58 GMT

So, I got into my two top schools.. but I never imagined I would.

Bentley was my inital top choice that I set my heart on, becuase I didnt think I could get into Brandeis, my ultimate dream school. I feel as though I cant turn down Brandeis, just because of all that itis to me, getting into my dream school against all odds (I'm 29th in my class, my SAT's arent so hot, and I know I got in on myinterview because I'm way into community service..)

Financial Aid is essentially the same. nil. No scholarship, gahh.

AH, the hard part is, Bentley is interviewing me for a $7.500 renewable scholarship for community service. I think I'm going to get it, I've been kissing butt for over a year now.

I wasnt supposed to get into Brandeis. Gahh.

Advice, anybody go to either school?

We have to stop defending and start letting eachother in.

Mon, 22 Jan 2007 22:09:12 GMT

In every heart there is a room
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds from lovers past
Until a new one comes along

I spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self defense

And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose

But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break

And this is why my eyes are closed
It's just as well for all I've seen
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break

And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

friends only

Tue, 26 Dec 2006 18:07:32 GMT

Hey, Kelsey's gone friends only.

Comment here, in hopes that I figure out how to add you. :)

Tue, 26 Dec 2006 02:24:30 GMT

merry christmas.

Its been a good day today. Really. A good Christmas all around. Especially considering my terrible mood yesterday.

Yesterday I was in the worst mood ever. Really. I dont know why. I think the whole nothing seems like Christmas thing really was getting to me, and I treated everyone like crap. I feel bad about that. I was just miserable.

And then last night Tori and I watched Frosty the Snowman, and I sware, Frosty has like, magic powers, because it made me so very happy and Christmas was back again, and I was excited.

And Tori and I were up late laughing and having silly girl talk and tickling eachother. And sure, that sounds totally retarded, but my sister is the best. Really. Tori has this infectious way of making everything so much better. I am in debt to that little girl.

And Tori and I sware we heard Santa come last night. Bells and all. Shes only going to be like this for so many more years. I feel so blessed to have this believer in my life. She makes a believer out of me.

I got some really good stuff for Christmas. Clothes.. the DaVinci Code, black pearls and a beautiful necklace from gram.. and my favorite gift? a journal. :)

And me and my Mom went for a walk down my grandmother's street, and it was warm enough for me to wear flip flops, and I danced in the middle of the street.

It was just fantastic.

And my Mom had to work tonight, and we were all bummed out. Well, she called to tell us she won $200 on a scatch ticket.

So now Tori and I are watching the Santa Clause, and I just feel giddy inside.

I love Christmas. Its come, and its going, and I love every bit of it.

I just want to make it stop and wait a few minutes.

I just want these moments to stay.

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every hair on my body has got a thing for this place

Sun, 24 Dec 2006 00:15:27 GMT

The cure for anything is saltwater— sweat, tears, or the sea.

Tonight,
My parents took me to Onset
(which is my favorite place)
And I got to walk around a used bookstore
and we went to Marc Anthony's and got my favorite pizza
And then I got to walk the beach.

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My pants are wet with water,
And I have sand between my toes-
And I've never really felt more alive.

"Oh empty my heart, I have to make room for this feeling; so much bigger than me."

Boy.

Tue, 13 Jun 2006 20:54:28 GMT

BOY
I just want a boy who I can run through the sprinkler with. We can sit on my front steps and eat cheeseburgers and drink smoothies. We'll cook together, and when he's sick, I'll make him double chocolate chunk cookies, and chicken noodle soup. He'll call me before I go to bed, and sing to me. We'll go on dates to all my favorite places, like the zoo, and the aquarium, and the paw sox. He'll let me splurge for lunch some days, and we'll always buy two different desserts and share them. I'll teach him the secret to good cheesecake. He'll like my cheesy poetry, and he wont mind that I cant make up my mind. He'll tickle me, and even when I tell him to stop, he won’t. He'll hold my hand wherever we go, but know when I need my space. We'll try to do homework, but end up kissing instead. We’ll read the same books, and then talk about them. He'll play with my hair, and I'll mess with his. We'll look at the stars together, and make wishes together, and make up the words to songs we don’t know. I'll make him old-fashioned mix tapes, and he'll keep them on his nightstand and listen to them before he goes to bed. We'll take all sorts of stupid pictures together, and buy corny frames to put them in. Our inside jokes will be crazy, and impossible to explain. We'll watch the Red Sox together, and he'll understand that I have to throw things at the TV sometimes, but he'll make me hold back my sneakers. I'll go to his games and cheer him on, and I'll wait for him after, to come give me a big sweaty hug. I'll like his big sweaty hugs. We’ll sing songs together, and we’ll have songs that we dance to together every time they come on. I’ll have a smile just for him, and he’ll know it. He'll leave me cute messages on my voice mail and write me old-fashioned love notes. We'll have code words. He'll open doors, and pull up the chair. We'll fight over stupid things, but make up quick. I just want a good boy, who'll treat me right. We'd have fun together. It doesn’t have to be anything extravagant. It doesn’t have to be anything excessive, or high strung. Its just love. That’s all. That’s all it has to be.

You're Hiding.

Thu, 04 May 2006 18:50:05 GMT

I still find you hidden in my geometry book.

I wrote lyrics of happiness, and saddness.

Up and down, through the pages of shapes and numbers.

Is that all life is?

Words, and meanings, hidden by numbers and figures?

How shallow that is. How shallow and scary that is.

Sun, 30 Apr 2006 20:57:29 GMT

The Red Sox lost today.. after two homeruns in the 9th.

Lets just say I was a little ticked off.

I hate that this line up cant seem to produce runs, when our pitchers go deep and pitch well. Schill went 6 strong innings, giving up 2 runs. You should get a W for a game like that.

I applied to CVS today. It was an online application. It was pretty intense. Literally, 20 pages of like 10 personality questions.

All of the answers were Strongly Disagree / Disagree / Agree / Strongly Agree

So this one question said, "I've done my fair share of troublemaking."

Now I felt like I should disagree with that. Since I havent. I'm not a troublemaker. I havent made any trouble.

My Dad said agree. Like, you've already done your troublemaking. You wont do anymore.

What do you think? Is disagreeing with that acceptable? I make myself worry too much I think.

I want that job. I need that job. Badly.

School tomorrow. Blah. I need something to look forward to. Hoby is in 40 days. Thank goodness. I'm so ready for school to end.

Sox versus Yanks tommorrow. Should be amazing. I cant wait to boo Johnny Damon's sorry ass. Even if it is only from my couch. He'll hear me I'll be screaming so loud. I'm certain of it. :)

I think he's right.

Sat, 29 Apr 2006 22:55:31 GMT

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore.Dream. Discover"
-- MARK TWAIN