This past week has been one of the most difficult weeks in memory . . . it's been exhausting and cruel. I lost my cat this week, I had her for 19 years. She was my association of home . . . she's gone and with her that feeling of belonging and fit. I always told people that she was going to live forever and as silly as it sounds, I really had convinced myself that this was, in fact, a possibility.
I need something good to happen. Just a little kindness, that's all.
c'est moi
- chelsey
- Hallo! I'm a third year political science student, from which I have developed an obsession with the Middle East and Islamic politics. le sigh. I have a rock out face like none other . . . it involves me grinning like a fool, eventually it turns into a grimace, which is awesome and horrifying. My grin has been know to split the coast in half and is the source of all things neat and disastery. Clearly, I am the least self-obsessed person EVAH! Lately, I have been obsessed with looking like a Russian peasant girl . . . fuck you hipsters! Tight jeans are out and poverty is in! Also, sometimes, I enjoy taking pictures of random things and calling it "art" . . . it's a trick to fool the masses into thinking my reclusive manner is due to overwhelming artyness and not a mental disorder. Neat! Plus when you're artistic you can be moody and weird and it's endearing, so basically everyone has to love me. Oh yes. I hate zombies and I've pretty much convinced myself that I have ADD .