Sunday, August 8, 2010

authentic.

blog post number one:
If we'd like, we could call this my introduction. My compilation of some thoughts and words that somehow add to the definition of me. Kelsee. That's where we'll begin-my name. I live in a rainy place. I like gray things. I'm always up for a cup of tea. I reveal myself through writing and photography. I like to express lots of different things through those two mediums. My bible weights 50 pounds, give or take. That being said, I am a Christ-follower. I'm sixteen and I dislike this age because it's such a cliche number. I love repetition. I don't love replication. Originality. I am very much myself and very little anyone else. I think about things, everything, more than any person should think about things. I ask lots of questions, and i wonder even more than i ask. I absolutely cannot stand bad grammar, especially improper use of "then" and "than." I love having sore cheeks from excessive laughter. I enjoy breathing, and don't take it for granted. I'm not supposed to consume anything that has MSG in it. I'm realistic, but adore coming up with incredibly unrealistic situations. Words. Dictionary. Thesaurus. Notebooks are my comfort zone. I'll let you get to know me better through pens and paper than through spoken words. I'm a redhead, (despite what anyone says) i have brown eyes, and i've never been sunburned-it's a beautiful thing. I wish i was more non-materialistic. I'm ambitious. I have no idea what i'm doing a lot of the time. Be yourself. Books have recently become something i greatly enjoy. I'm media deprived and i absolutely love it. I don't like capitalizing letters when i write, especially the letter "i." i'm proud to say i'm halfway through high school and have never had a boyfriend. I like being behind the camera. I like being in front of the camera. I know the words of hundreds of songs, and i sing all of them all the time. I wish i could draw trees. I want to go on a walk. I like stars. I'd rather be outside. I'm always cold. I dislike being cold. Sometimes being happy is a choice; sometimes it takes some convincing. I'm overly sarcastic. I make jokes no one understands and i laugh at them for far too long. I'm quiet. I'm loud. I talk too much, or not enough. I don't know where to go from here. I wish i could speak in song lyrics. I don't want to be overdone. I don't want to be cliche. Meet my eyes. Swallow. Exhale. If you can sing and play guitar or piano, i'll be most likely instantly drawn to you and want to be your friend. Indie kids are really cool. I want to live in the library. Different. Distant. Disclose. I have freckles, and I love freckles. I want to live on purpose. I want to finish strong. Inhale. Export. Words. Kelsee.

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