Some classic updates.

Friday was fun.

I went to this dance:




Wearing this outfit:

It was SO fun, especially with the black lights.
But then we were so rudely interrupted when a strobe-like light went off through the smoke.

Down I went in the middle of a huge crowd.

Everyone freaked. Out.

I slammed my head into the ground real hard and had the lovely seizure in my awesome attire.

About everyone there called 911.

After a fire truck, ambulance, and two police cars later I was ok. And embarrassed. And sore. It was awesome.

Next funny thing.

So I really, really have always wanted to figure out how to do acrylic nails. I figured I would just try it and see how I did. It went pretty well! And I think I am getting pretty good at it actually.

The funny part: I look Asian.

Man did everyone get a kick out of that (including me).
I'm just another asian doing nails. Cam made me this funny sign to go on our apartment door:


Here is my set up!



You too can have your nails done by me, the asian. Only five dolla!

Just to finish off, this comedian is PERFECT at doing the nail salon routine. Watch it.

It is freaking funny.

Snug.

You know it is bad when you start trying on pants from not too long ago and they start to seem a little snug.

You ask yourself, "Man, did I just wash these? I can't believe they shrunk so much."

Then your rational self pipes in and says, "Duh! You haven't been working out!"

I really need to lose that chunky-chunkerson....it's hard to do however when you can't work out for fear you might burst your freakin' spleen due to stupid mono.

I give it one more week to act up and then I am back on the work-out schedule.

Poison Control saves the day!

So I have been having a REALLY hard time sleeping lately and so last night I decided to try something different from Ambien because it is just not helping (the other night I didn't fall asleep til 6:30 AM...so dumb).

Well, over the counter was my next best option.

Usually it comes in pills of 25mg of Diphenhydramine, so you take two for a regular dose of 50 mg of Diphenhydramine.

Well, I unknowingly bought the kind that is a one dose pill and so it has 50mg in one pill.

I took two.

Ooops.

So, being paranoid like I am, I called poison control. I couldn't believe how funny it was. If you ever are in a dangerous situation for reals, you may not want to call them because this is what you will get on the phone.

"Thank you for calling Posion Control, to continue this message in English, press one."
*Pushes 1*
"If you have ingested something dangerous, press 3. If you or someone you know is not breathing because of something ingested, press 4. If you have a question about a pill you have ingested, press 5. If you would like to know the risks associated with a type of chemical, press 6. If this is an emergency, hang up and call 911."

Good thing I wasn't dying yesterday. I couldn't stop laughing because...HELLO, who is gonna sit through that message when they have just ingested something that is causing them to not breathe.

Luckily I didn't take enough to be dangerous...just enough to knock me out for a good long time.

The good news: I slept like a baby.

Even Better news: Poison Control called me to check on me this morning. My phone call went like this: "Hi Chelsea, this is poison control. Wanted to make sure you are still alive this morning. You sound like you are, so you should be fine."

What a crack up.

Thank you Poison Control, you have saved another life.

I LOVE this.

Sierra had this on her blog forever ago and I still can't get over how funny/true it is.
Watch it.
Well worth your time.

Hmph.

Well, ladies and gentleman.....it's official:
I HAVE NO MOTIVATION.
Serviously....none.
I don't think I have ever been this unmotivated.
I wanna go home, go on the boat, be in the sun, be with old friends, watch movies, sleep....NOT HAVE CLASS AT 8.
Almost done!
*breathes*

A perfect message on the Savior.

Happy Easter! Enjoy, I love this!

Here I lay, contemplating.

Still in the same place. Laying on our big, black and squishy love sac watching a re-run of House in a dull mood. In the background Lia and Alex fight over nothing and Whitney is getting ready to shower. Although their lives aren't exciting right this minute exciting things are happening for so many, lives changing both good and bad, and here I lay. Here I lay, over and over again while the world around me keeps spinning.

I lay here waiting for viruses and hormones to just nicely stop bothering me. 

I have so much I want to do, so many things I want to accomplish and here I lay.

Hour after, hour, after hour. I know my roommates are sick of my just lying here taking up the tv,  but I keep staying here. Nap on, nap off.

So that's it, enough with being sick and tired all the time, so here is my "all better list" the public one.

1. Go on a really decent date. Its been a good long time. And I'd like to be treated like a lady, and laugh and have a great time. I'm willing to be set up.

2. Get a job as a phlebotomist.

3. Be able to volunteer whenever I want because I feel good enough to take care of others and not just myself.

4. Run my 6 mile run I used to be able to do everyday.

5. Get on Student Government.

6. Read a book I want to read, instead of have to.

8. Get into the nursing program.

9. Hike Angel's Landing

10. Wakeboard 

11. Be able to work enough to actually save!

12. Play Frisbee

13. Play sot

14. Get married. 

15. Maybe before that one, date someone first. That always helps.

But as for me and right now, I will just keep laying here....and I am going to go back to sleep.

Engaged.

K so I am not engaged, but Jules is!

I am so, so happy for her but so sad. I can't believe it! This Julie: the one I grew up with!

The one that I had to copy every time she got something cute.  

That I  shared my ugly phase with (see pics below).

Who I had eight million sleep-overs with filled with watching the same movies, eating ramen or some other frozen something, laughing so hard ramen came out my nose, and crying about our       "really hard times" in junior high.

Who got me through my rough times.

The one that I can still say everything she is going to say while/before she is saying it.

The one who has the complete opposite sized mouth than I do.

Who always got me in trouble at rehearsals because I would talk to her.

Who refuses to eat butter on her poptarts and makes fun of me because I do.

Who was always WAY more creative and earthy than I will ever be.

                                 

My bestest best friend in the whole world.

The ONLY person in this world who I have told EVERYTHING to.

Every hope, every dream, every mistake, every secret, every gossipy juicy story, every spiritual   experience....everything.

I love you Jules! I am just selfish and don't want all our old selves to over. But you picked a good one, a real good one.

I still get rights to the couch.

Just don't "do it" while I'm there.

     

I have very mature taste.

My dear sweet friend Ashley Gibson a little while ago was a little disgruntled.
One of our friends drinks Mate like I do (a tea from Argentina) and Ash HATED it.
The girl started saying, "its an acquired taste".
Ash frustrated said, "whatever! She doesn't know what she is talking about. I have a VERY mature taste because I like avocados!"

I laughed for a good ten minutes.
Not just because it was HILARIOUS but because she was so DEAD serious and was so upset.

I couldn't help myself....it was just so dang funny to me.

Dear Dee, Unglaub, and Silverthorn,

You are the writers of my Physiology book and you are very smart, but I am so SICK OF YOU. I realize how important the Juxtaglomerular apparatus is in my Kidneys and the importance of oxygen binding hemaglobin...but enough already.

My brain is FULL! I am tired, and I would like to NEVER ever read your work again.

You have caused me much angst over these past few months we have spent together.

And this may come as a shocker, but just because your book has been attached to me for a while....doesn't mean I like it!

Just a few more weeks!!! 2 tests left. If I can just pull off a B, I will be SO happy and will never open your book again.

Please bless that is the outcome.

Love Cheltz

Mono.

Ok. It's official. I have mono/epstein barr. DUMB. I guess I have had it for a long time though ,but it has just raised its ugly head and my throat feels like....really bad, my spleen hurts, and I slept for 7 and half hours yesterday. It explains a lot, and now I don't have to feel bad about my extra long naps and not getting any action. Me and Jules and My Sissy will just have to kick it this summer....just us an our mono-infected selves.

Give, oh give!

1. Be one of the first FIVE bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me - something crafty or yummy, who knows?! (you can make a request, but we'll have to see what happens!)

2. Winners must post this challenge on their blog, meaning that they will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift -anything!- for the first FIVE bloggers who leave a comment on their post about this giveaway!

3. The gift that you send to your friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Count!

4. When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it, sharing appropriate pictures and comments! If you are not one of the Top Five Commenters on this post, you can still play along.Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same! SO, REMEMBER…Pay it forward!

D Queen was a success.

I can't believe it.
I, Chelsea Michelle Gould, who is not a pageant girl....won a pageant.
It went well, and I had a lot of fun.
But I never, ever, want to do it again.
Heels are so not fun.