5 Little Leasons from the Day of Me, Kelsey.

Not much happened today. I had one class and that's it. So... due to that fact I am just going to inform you with 5 things I learned today. Let's begin.

1) If you have books that you ordered, need to pick up, buy, or need to return: take them back in the morning. Everyone else on campus is either in bed still or in class so chances are the bookstore won't be as packed as you expected it to be during syllabus week.

2) If you are doing a ton of walking-- meaning more than you usually do on a daily basis-- chances are your body is going to be dying for some carbs. I found that out today myself. In turn, for dinner I had a small personal pizza from the dining hall and two extra long bread sticks.

3) Even if you were just sick, had taken Penicillin for about 10 days, and have abnormally large tonsils: you WILL still get sick a week later. The vitamins that are supposed to be helping my immunity and the IB profin you are taking won't help either way. You're screwed. Welcome to my life.

4) If you set a goal for yourself to work out every other day or so: Do not go to the gym around dinner time (let's say 6:45 pm) on a campus with thousands of people. There will be line and you'll have to wait. Not to mention being in a gym that has a line due to max capacity probably means it's the perfect breeding ground for some more bacteria to get caught in your  said abnormally large tonsils. Fml.

5) If you are still sweating and just coming out of the gym into the cold air with a temperature of about 33 degrees: try and get all of the moisture you can. DON'T go to wash your face and lean over the sink thinking everything will be okay. It won't be. In fact, you'll get a massive nose bleed.

Welcome to my life, one and all.
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Breaking down the day's events to find out that your day was actually shittier than you perceived yet you are still content with how the day played out in the end : Story of my life.

Give Thanks to Your Fortune Cookie Man.

Today's Fortune:

" As long as you don't sign up for anything new, you'll do fine."

Um... what?

That stands as the worst fortune I ever  broke open out of a cookie. Thank you depressed and pessimistic fortune cookie fortune maker, you scared the shit out of me! Keeping in mind, today is the first day of the new semester. Fantastic. I would be the one person to get the least encouraging fortune ever. It's not like I already have an issue with change or anything. Oh wait... I do. Jerk.

Anyway. I headed off to class after lunch thinking about the fortune. I sat in class, half listening to my professor going over the syllabus and then swiftly left the classroom when she ended class early. After that, I darted to the Hub to by my books for that class. I got there, found my books, and proceeded to check out.

I heard the lady ringing up my books until she said loud and proud, "Your total is $270.27"

WHAT THE F@$% ?!

I stumbled out of the bookstore-- confused and sad. I sat at a table waiting for my boyfriend to meet me after his class. When he finally showed up he immediately said, "What's wrong? You look like you're about to cry"

And indeed I was.

Later on he said it looked like I was just punched in the stomach.

Indeed it felt that way.

I had only just bought one book and the MyMathLab that was required for my class. And the total was $270? I instantly felt the same way my mom does when she does bills: Sick.

I told my boyfriend all about it. Let me tell you something... He was not having any of it. He likes to save lots of money. He's a thrifty kid. It's cute.

We went downtown to the student bookstore there and found my same math book--used-- for rental. Guess how much... only $45! Heck Yes!! There was no way I was going to pass up that! I rented the book and went on my way. Skipping up the street to my next class I started to schedule out when I was going to go back to the bookstore on campus and return the book I had just paid $166.65 for. And then it hit me.

That fortune wasn't talking about my life and not trying new things or experiences; it was talking about me not buying a brand new book! The new books cost a butt load more than the used. And what did I do? I bought all new books. And it completely screwed my wallet over.

So today, I would like to give thanks. Thank you fortune cookie man, for allowing me to experience that revelation as it hit me like a brick.  Also... sorry for calling you a jerk earlier.
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Somewhat enjoying the chaos of syllabus week because you just learned something that wasn't taught in a classroom or by a professor but by the person that wrote your fortune cookie fortune: Story of my life.

Oh hey Semester 2: Bring. It. On.

Spring semester is currently knocking at my door. I head back up to school tomorrow for another 4 months for fun, learning, laughs, inevitably some tears, and some feelings of homesickness.

I'm trying to be a lot healthier and better with my money this semester. For example: I will not go to the convenient store every night for a snack. Bad Idea. Practically all my meal points were gone by the end of the semester and I had to cut corners at the end. That sucked, let me tell you that.

Also, along with the healthy goal-- I went to Giant today to stock up on some new groceries for this upcoming semester. It went like this:

-Clementines
- String Cheese
-Herbal Tea
-Oatmeal and
-Miso Soup

According to my mom, who heard it from Dr. Oz (personally of course), Miso Soup is a belly fat burner. Supposedly it contained less triglycerides which contribute to the belly fat that sticks and it hard to get rid of.  As well as Sauerkraut.

So I'm hoping that with all these healthy treats and foods (that I am praying to be filling as well) will go hand in hand with the gym membership I bought for the year.

Here's a little fun fact: I gained the freshman 15 in ONE semester. What a fat ass am I? The answer is a huge one. Thank you for answering.

The only thing that puzzles me is that up until I came home, all my clothes still fit. Except, now all my shorts and one pair of jeans don't fit. Thank you maturing hips. I don't want a baby yet. What the bleep.

For all of your reading this and thinking, "Um, where did all this fat ass talk come from? I thought you oozed confidence."

Yes, yes I do. However, I go back to school and all that food there is everything BUT healthy. And, I am also going back to the Wii entry and how it  too thinks I'm fat.

Get ready for a new semester of stories guys; they are coming strong.
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Excited to go back to my life at school and ready to kill this semester: Story of my life.

FML Hard.

Have you ever felt like a idiot. Like when someone says something to you and it hits you that the entire time you were actually making an ass out of yourself? I have.

No, sadly I am not going to tell you what I am talking about this time, it's just not worth the time. Lo siento.

However, me being super emotional, I dwell on it for hours on end. Who does that?! Why can't I just be normal and get over it?


Don't you wish there was a switch in your brain that as soon as you hit it, everything that was bothering you went away?  I do. I've been stuck in this rut all day. This "Jesus Cristo Kelsey why are you such an idiot? What the hell could you have been thinking every time you talked about it? How old are you?" rut.

So what the hell do I do? Help would be greatly appreciated.
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In a funk, can't get over and don't know how to go about anything including simply writing a blog: Story of my life.

Measuring... Measuring... All done!

Since I've been home for semester break, I've tried to get on the Wii every day. For fitness and whatnot. So every morning when I wake up (If my parents aren't home that is because the TV is usually occupied) I get on the Wii to play the Wii fit plus and do the body test.

Not forgetting to mention that since 2012 hit, every other commercial is about a new weight loss program. The subliminal messages really messed with my head making weight loss a prime time thought in my head.

Back to my story: For those of you who are not familiar with the Wii Fit body test, it measures your center of balance, gives you you're BMI, your weight, tests you with some mind tricks and what not, then gives you your "Wii Fit Age"

I got on yesterday and it said I had lost 1.8 pounds. Heck yes! Then I get on today, feeling extra fantastic since I played it yesterday and I felt it in my muscles. ( I suggest you play the hula hooping game because it really works your obliques-- I still feel it)

Anyway, I get on this morning and it said I gained 2 pounds! What the hell! How did I manage to not only gain back what I had lost but gain it back and then some! And yeah, I know your weight fulcuates 2 pounds throughout the day but I took the Wii's advice and did it at the same time every morning for a more acurate measure.

Not only that but then it proceeded to add weight onto my Mii character! And no, no it did not distribute the weight correctly through my body because it freaking gave me muffin tops! Bitch...

At this point, I am cursing at the Wii. Who are you to tell me I'm at a healthy weight then give me muffin tops at the same time?!

Right then, I decided to go into a health binge. I will pursue exercising, a healthy diet, and a subscription to Women's Health magazine.
I feel healthy... Sometimes.
I'm in shape... kind of.
I'm happy with my body... depending on the day.

So for this, I thank the Wii Fit, for encouraging me by telling me I'm at a healthy weight yet mocking me and contributing to the amount of self consciousness I feel about my weight and how attractive I am to my boyfriend. (I wasn't always self conscious about that; being cheated on does that to you)
Thank you Wii Fit, for showing me that I will not be a model as long as I have those muffin tops.
Thank you Wii Fit, for making the "Oh!" noise when I step on your board.
And Thank you Wii Fit, for informing me that I gained weight at least 4 times in one minute.

...You Jack Ass.
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Conforming to the stereotypical New Year's resolution of being healthy and losing weight because of a stupid video game that doesn't know how much muscle I am made of while not taking into consideration how confident I am in my body as is: Story of my life.

Thank You for being an Unchangeable Individual.

Today my boyfriend introduced me to a new show that proved to be awkward yet hilarious.


It's called Billy on the Street on Fuse.tv

This guy, Billy Eichner, goes around in the streets of New York City and interrogates random people also roaming the streets. He asks questions on pop culture such as celebrities (e.g. Katy Perry, Julia Roberts, Alicia Keys). The only catch is some of the questions he asks, for you to get them right that is, are completely subjective off his views.

However, if you do get them right, you get money! Anywhere from $1 to $25 to $100.

Cool right?

Maybe. If you're a different kind of person. All I could think while watching it was, "What would I have done if he came up to me all crazy and abrasive?"

Chances are I would have been lame and walked away-- fast. I wouldn't have played his little game. I may be outgoing but there were cameras!! Who likes cameras? I was even embarrassed to act for a music video for my Spanish class in front of my boyfriend last year.

So I guess the real question remains this:

Do people stay the same when they are put into different situations? If you are outgoing, adventurous, loud, bubbly and enthusiastic, would you be that way if someone bombarded you on the streets with a microphone and a camera offering you one single dollar if you got it right?

For me... Probably not. But that doesn't make me fake and if you think that does, I have some choice words for you ya jerks.

Why don't you check it out yourself and tell me how you feel watching it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWp75V4_3jI

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Diagnosing myself with a mild case of general anxiety disorder due to the fact that I get anxious, uncomfortable, and slightly giddy when I see other people in awkward situations: Story of my Life.

Oh 2012, Where Have You Been All My Life?

Welcome to the New Year! It is officially 2012! Are you are ready for all of the end of the world talk that is soon to come? I'm not. Let's take a look inside how my New Year's eve went shall we?

SO. Yesterday, I started my day at 11:45am while I was on my way to Philadelphia with my boyfriend and his family.

Let me tell you something, driving through Philly is scary. Not like scenery scary, it is actually very pretty there. But everyone driving so close, honking, and the crazy schizophrenic people sitting on the sides of the streets cursing... That is scary.

I visited LOVE park for the first time. And yes, I know. Living about 40 minutes out of Philly you could ask why haven't you been there?! And I have no answer for that. I don't know. I am sorry.

We went shopping in Rittenhouse Square and let me tell you something else: They do NOT mess around with their security. We went into H&M and they had a big, husky, intimidating black man in a very snazzy suit standing at every door.

I learned while shopping at H&M that I don't know how to shop correctly. Where as my boyfriend's sister is like super bargain shopper. She practically stole from the stores with all the savings she found.

We continued shopping-- Anthropology, Barnes and Nobles, Some expensive store, H&M again-- and we walked through a park. I don't know what park it was but it was a park nonetheless. We walked by this "Occupy" group. But it wasn't the real occupy. These people were scary and faces painted like a clown chanting about pamphlets. Um... Okay 1%?

After that, we went to dinner in China Town. The place we ate at was freaking Delicious! Fresh EVERYTHING. The cooked duck looked like a squirrel to me but it was good. And I want you all to know that the Chinese food you buy from local stores is no where NEAR as good and authentic at somewhere in China Town. For example, I ordered the sesame chicken. I was expecting the brownish sauce with a couple sesame seeds but it came out as this:
Tender chicken breaded in sesame seeds covered in lemon sauce with a side of fresh seemed broccoli. And let me tell you! The lemon sauce tasted like a liquefied lollipop. It was truly delectable.

Let me fast forward a tad.

We saw some fireworks, left Philly, came home, went over to my house to be with my family, neighbors, and brothers friends, played some Wii, went to target to buy a helicopter, played dirty minds, played with the helicopter, ate some wings, and kissed my boo when the ball dropped.

Then, they went outside and started screaming. My brother had the idea to go streaking. My boyfriend was the first to be undressed.

Yup, those are my boys.
(Left to Right: Carney, Brother, Ryan, Boyfriend)
Have a Happy New Year!!

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Already having the best year with only 12 hours under my belt and not even exaggerating: Story of my life.