Home.

"Everyone goes home after their Freshman year."
That's what Ray said to Ash and I last night as we were jumping on the tramps.
And it got me thinking.
I didn't want to be one of those people.
AT ALL.
I wanted to move back to my grandparents and work in NY.
I fought coming home every step of the way.
I was miserable the first week.
BUT.
I know there's a reason I came home.
I needed to learn how to work.
I believe I needed to spend one more summer with my family.
And.
I needed to come home to my friends.
I've missed them A LOT.
And so far, this summer has been great.
And we still have so many more crazy things to accomplish.
So.
Therefore.
As much as I miss BYU:
The atmosphere,
The roommate,
The dorm life,
The friends,
The late night talks,
The besties,
The crazy road trips,
The J-Hall boys....
I'm glad I came home.
It's been great.
Luff you all.
Peace.
Blessings.

..chelle..

Burned.

Events of life.
Work: 50 hours this week.
Workout: 3 hours this week (I NEED MORE)
Netflix: 7 hours this week
Burned: to a crisp from running the outdoor art show all day (it's HIDEOUS. It's not a nice smooth tan line causing one either).

Volunteering: at Ace Hardware (awesome).
Reception: beautiful.
Friends: reunited.
All in all:
Rachel is a beaut.
I'm a lobster.
And I love these people.

..chelle..

Speeding.

Since no new events have happened in my life,
Here's a song.
To all of us growing up too fast.

Here's the day you hoped would never come
Don’t feed me violence, just run with me
Through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffee’s never strong enough
I know you think it’s more than just bad luck

There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t lose your head
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeah

Sleeping pills, no sleeping dogs lie never
Far enough away
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt
I’ve watched you slowly winding down for years
You can’t keep on like this
Now is as bad of time as any

There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t kill yourself
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeah

It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It was a long time ago

It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It was a long time ago

There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t lose your head
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeah

There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh, don’t kill yourself
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeah


"Speeding Cars," Imogen Heap

..chelle..

Shelf.

This will be in my house someday.


Happy Friday. :]
..chelle..

Interesting.

Dear Karma:
Please make my life more interesting.
And make a nice charming boy appear in my life.
And have all my friends move to STG.
And give me a million dollars/let me win it in the lottery.
And stop making me say goodbye.
And make my hair go straight.
And let me be tan already.
kthanksbye.

PS- Make me clever like this:

And let me visit places like this:

That's all I ask.
..chelle..