hey sup

H E L P.

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 11:35:50 GMT

HEY GUYS

I really need your help with something really quick.

My band entered a Battle of the Fans contest. It is really difficult for a SKA band to measure up to the Hardcore/Emo whatever band scene we have here in Vegas. So here is what I need from you. The TOP 7 bands get to play at EXTREME THING 2009. If we could make it, who knows what that could lead to, you know?

All you have to do is go to a website, click on us, and enter your email. They don't send you anything. It's just so they can make sure you're legit. Please, please help me out. HELP OUR SKA SCENE.

Here is the link: http://xpozlv.com/helix/members/battleofthebands.php?lS=5

Thank you so much for your help. :)

-Kelsey

one more time, baby listen.

Wed, 03 Dec 2008 20:49:05 GMT

i felt like i was so many places yesterday. it's really weird how time flies like that. one minute i was at school learning about 9-8 suspensions, the next i was designing the back concierge boards at work, next minute i was at band practice, and finally i was home.

i fucking love my band. and i love singing with them. you know, that feeling you get when you're so excited and happy you can't help but laugh. i feel grateful. i should be grateful that i'm doing what i love to do and getting this opportunity. it doesn't come to everyone. seeing them sing along with me and know the lyrics is the best feeling in the world. like an orgasm.

i'm hungry.

haha, oh brandon.

our sanctuary.
"can i get an order of fries and some toast with butter and jelly? and a cranberry juice, thank you." it's the perfect mix of savory and sweet. trust.

mister cruz.

who knows, haha.

cupcakin' HELLA hard.

maxy poo.

that perfection i was talking about.

back at my house. strawberry cupcakes mmmmmmm.

oh there they are.

gorgeous people.

best rhythm guitarist ever.

myers christian paulsen on ichat. god.

my camera is so sick.

my face again, incase you forgot what it looked like.

BYE TILL NEXT TIME.

listen the fuck up for one minute.

Fri, 28 Nov 2008 09:47:45 GMT

EGO. every fucking day someone opens their goddamn mouth where they shouldn't be. can you please explain to me what you do and who the fuck you are that makes you think you can talk to me that way? i have at LEAST four people that are willing to fucking go to your house and bust your fucking windows in. why is it that people feel they must say and do ridiculous things to feel better about themselves? it's not even like they're in compromising positions, unless they have a disgusting penis in which makes you want to vomit.

but what i'm really saying is, shut the fuck up. don't be a pussy. you are now on my shit list. good luck to you in the future, especially because you don't have a job, you don't have true friends, and all you do is walk around with your new-wave bullshit and a different scene to define you every fucking month. GROW the fuck up. GET A FUCKING JOB. and THEN try talking some shit to me. then we'll be on the same fucking level. mother fucking douchebag. and what makes it ten times worse, is he's one of those fucking people that can't spell or use punctuation correctly, so when he's trying to argue and insult me, i don't even fucking take him seriously.

you're seriously a fucking joke.

BUT MOVING ON. I HAVE PICTURES FROM THANKSGIVING and i promise i'm not always a pissed off crazy. i've got work tomorrow at noon and apparently it's going to be ridiculous. i'm really thankful for things like my fucking beautiful family. haha and good friends. i'm thankful for krystal. i'm thankful for every guy that has respected me and loved me. i'm thankful that i can cope with bullshit going on right now. i'm thankful for my new camera. i'm thankful for the band. i'm thankful for max for hounding me nonstop for weeks until i finally agreed to meet them, lmao. i'm thankful for my computer and my warm ass bed. i'm thankful for sex and the city.

on to the pictures we go.

quit your day job.

when winter hits, i like to break out the fun clearance-bin joann fabrics candles.

till next time.

significant other? just say we were lovers.

Thu, 27 Nov 2008 08:00:10 GMT

i don't know what to say about today or how to say it. i've been feeling lately that i need to prove myself, and you shouldn't ever feel that way. so even though i feel that way right now, i'm not going to. i don't have to explain my thoughts, feelings, or actions to anyone. so moving on.

i got a new camera today.

till next time.

i love this city and i'll let it show.

Sun, 12 Oct 2008 01:59:09 GMT

there have been a lot of different things going on lately, and i just feel lucky to have the friends i do. i'm glad everything worked out. it just feels natural. i don't have to try with them. i don't have to be anyone i'm not or fake anything.

i can be doing absolutely nothing with them and feel completely content.

that's fucking all.

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 07:58:42 GMT

i just don't need this right now. i can't believe i ended up in the same situation as last year. just with a different person. i feel so lost.

How does it happen?

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 06:16:49 GMT

When does it click? When does that giant moment come along where we all figure out what we're supposed to be doing with ourselves? Is it supposed to be followed by some event that changes our lives? Does that one or series of events just happen by itself or do we have to make them happen with change in mind? Or what if it comes with the absence of a huge momentous occurrence. What if we just end up immobilizing ourselves because we're too scared of a big moment and all of the moments we could have had just pass us by, and we end up working 9 to 5 for the rest of our lives.

Scary thought. My point is, please fucking live.

The stairs have yet to be mastered.

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 07:38:37 GMT

I sweated like a mother fucker today at the gym with Ashley. It was my first time on a stair-master. That shit is hard and ridiculously hard to do mentally for me, because it's like taking the stairs in a parking garage for half an hour, without actually getting anywhere. It sucks. It's interesting seeing the different types of people at the gym. I always wonder what kind of thoughts are running through everyones minds. What keeps them inspired? What even gets them into the gym?

At my old community gym that I used to drag myself to every week, there was always this one woman on the elliptical machine, and I'd always look at her numbers, and it'd always be at least an hour. How the FUCK. I admire women that can be on a tredmill or an elliptical for that long. Maybe I just don't have enough ambition to be healthy or athletic.

Ashley gave me a pair of red shorts that are now officially my "gym shorts." Lol, I wouldn't give want them back either if someone sweated through them, so I don't blame her.

Hot ass mess.

Until next time.

thoughts

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 06:22:30 GMT

We really are lucky. Most of us, really are very lucky. I stared at myself in the mirror. My newly dyed reddish hair shined back at me in the light. I pulled off my new 68$ shirt and unbuckled my 24$ belt. I'm lucky to have a sewing machine that I can sew my pants tighter with. I'm lucky to receive magazines in the mail and to earn enough money at my job to pay for them.

Everyone needs to be a lot more appreciative.

my ukulele > you

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 08:38:25 GMT

this is what i've been up to.

literally.

Thu, 12 Jun 2008 10:11:37 GMT

i had a fucking amazing night tonight, with an amazing guy. and i'm not going to let anything take away from that.

spin me round again

Thu, 29 May 2008 02:14:11 GMT

the past couple days i've spent the day inside, watching movies, thinking, writing, taking photos, listening to new music, having conversations. i felt really really lazy and bad about it because nowadays i don't spend much time at home. and being at home, i feel like i'm not doing anything productive. i've just been so tired. but i really think the time i spent at home was valuable and it was positive. tomorrow i go back to work. then sex and the city girls night. i'm excited so i should get some good sleep. yes yes yes.

i really love csi. it is so good to watch and passes so much time. even if i've seen the episode, it is still completely addicting. the only thing i don't like is the creepy feeling i get after watching it, haha. grissom is such a genius. it makes me want to ride a roller coaster again. and warrick is so deliciously beautiful. mm.

today i made some muffins with the mix tod gave me. they came out basically really crappy. lmao, but i'm glad i finally made them. it's good experience and they'll only get better from here. i want to try some different flavors. my mom had one with some butter and she said it was delicious. maybe i'll make some cookies next time.

i wish i was a billionaire so i could buy a million pairs of shoes. and skirts and tshirts. i think i'll start saving half my paycheck for the future, and waste the other half on my new fashion addiction. i love going to barnes and noble and looking through magazines and street fashion books. i just simply do not have the funds to dress how i'd like to. i'm working on it though.

i actually just love love love being at home. it's easier for me to enjoy the simple pleasures in life.

i was much too lazy to resize. so just enjoy the bigness.

i am a MESSY ass baker.

mmmmmmm.

not so pretty, but so fucking tasty. you already know this.

nice and warm and buttery. do not worry.

/delicious muffins.

i am completely not afraid to be honest with the fact that i'm obsessed with taking pictures of myself. hahaha, no matter how weird/no make up/ whatever i look. i'd love to be 70 years old and go back and look at all the pictures and just remember. i want to get one of those little printers and make big albums of everything. i'm going to start carrying my camera around with me everywhere.

love till next time.

i'm f'ing tired yo.

Tue, 27 May 2008 08:56:08 GMT

hey there bret, i see you're looking down. don't wanna see my little buddy down with a frown. just because I get more women than you, well that's only because they don't know you like I do. sure you weedy, and kinda shy, but some girly out there must be needy for a weedy shy guy, they want you as they needle when they're rolling in the hay, so just hear me out when I say...
bret you got it going on! the ladies'll get to know your sexuality when they get to know your personality. i said bret you got it going ooon! not in a gay way, just in a "hey mate I wanted to say that your looking ok mate!" why can't a heterosexual guy tell a heterosexual guy that he thinks his booty is fly? not all the time obviously, just when he's got a problem with his self-esteem. don't let anyone tell you you're not humpable, because you're bumpable, well I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, if I say you got a "boom ow ow" come on bret help me out now. bret you got it going on! that's the conclusion that I've come to, but that doesn't mean that I wanna bum you. bret you got it going ooon! no doubt about it we'd be going crazay if one of us was lucky enough to be born a lady. OH, if one of us was a lady! and I was your man, if I was your man. well sometimes It gets lonely and I need a woman, and then I imagine you with some bosoms. in fact, one time when we were touring and I was feeling really lonely, and we were sharing that twin room in the hotel, i put a wig on you while you were sleeping, put a wig on you. and I just lay there and spooned you. bret, you got it going on.

today was eh. males eh. work eh. shit eh. i still love clouds though, namean.

you disgust me because ...

Sun, 25 May 2008 04:22:41 GMT

- you suddenly come walking back into my life, expecting for everything to be the same way it was fucking months ago. you are not welcome back. i seriously have nothing to say to you. (2)
- you don't talk to me unless you want something. and i always end up being annoyed, more so with myself, because i've given it to you in one way or another. what do you do with yourself? just looking at you fucking pisses me off. i don't believe anything that comes out of your mouth. i'm just glad that i've seen through you since the beginning. you are not a good person, and i do not believe you have good intentions. (2)

i am yearning for someone that is true to me. and not just for certain things. shit. i'm tired of going to send a picture and habitually typing a certain name. i'm tired of not singing for a living.

i think i need to grow up a little bit more.

oh honey.

Tue, 20 May 2008 19:30:06 GMT

"i don't usually do this." ahhahah, who am i kidding? yes i do. yes i completely do.

i hate males. number one. well. i'm just not sure what he wants with me. and it sucks because he's one of the guys i actually give a shit about. i like his personality. he's funny and we're into similar things. i can tell i care for him because the little things like texts and shit get into my head and bother me a lot. i don't know what it is about him. the first time we hung out, i just couldn't deny that i had a thing for him. and it was pretty obvious to EVERYONE around. hahahah. number two? well, he's basically the complete opposite of number one. and i don't want to say anything else about it. other than at this moment, i'm really just disgusted by him. it's usually one or the other. i'm either disgusted or just wanting him. as for his personality, it's useless to me. i'm sure he has one and he's great, but he doesn't show me that. that bothers me a lot. and i haven't come to a conclusion about why yet. or maybe i have and i just don't want to think about it. i think everything that was is over now though. i have to make that decision though. and make sure i don't go back on it. i kind of float back and forth between whether i should or not, but the bottom line, is that he is just not worthy. hahahaha.

went to my cousins graduation dinner last night. it's a scary thought to me to graduate college. because i don't even know what i'll graduate with or if i even want to. i'd rather spend my money traveling. it took him a while to get there. i think thats how i'll do it. i have no idea what i'm doing. my grandma sat at the table and she said to me, "so kelsey, what are you thinking about doing after college?" and i just laughed and said, "grandma, i just couldn't even tell ya. i have no idea."

i think if you know who you want to be, you can't think about it. you just have to go be it.

excuse me.

Mon, 19 May 2008 07:54:04 GMT

the amount of how much life is amazing right now and how much i want to move to california are getting pretty ridiculously close in match. i'd make a graph but i'm too lazy. actually fuck that. i'm going to make a graph. hang on.

i could seriously go on forever about how mac software is the shit and how you need it. it took me like 5 seconds to make that. so don't get me started.

so anyway. on saturday, i went to california with some apple pals to catch a few shows. it was the most amazing, life altering trip i've taken yet. i loved the fact that i went with people i didn't know that well. it kind of gave me a lot of time to just think. james picked me up at around 8 in the morning and we left for riverside university. we got there in time to eat and be in the goddamn heat for hours and hours. ahha, we went to see rx bandits. and they were obviously amazing. the thing that really got me was that the fucking pack opened for them. THE PACK. front back side to side! pussy pop! do it right! fucking oh my god. i shit when i realized. i shit, i tell you. and then after rx bandits, fucking bone thugs n harmony came on. i'm like, this is the most random show i've ever been to in my life.

but seriously, the thing i love about california, is that no one is afraid to have a fucking personal style. why is it that in vegas everyone mostly looks the same? or follows some kind of lame tired trend? i'm so tired of college parties with girls that look the same. and guys that look the same. it's completely culture-less. this is why whenever i go anywhere else, it's like a gasm to just look around and take pictures. and to dress. i love not being self conscious. i've just never felt more comfortable and free. i can't get enough.

after the rx bandits show, we ate, and left for LA to catch another show. it was at this place called, "the smell." and none of us knew where it was or what it was or anything. we were just like, lmao, "the smell?" ahhahah. but it was the craziest thing and i still really am just amazed it worked out like this. but we finally find a place to park (for 5$, shit, parking in la sucks ass.) and we get out of the car. and this girl and her friends are getting out of their car right next to us. and she asks, "HEY ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO THE SMELL?" and i'm like FUCKING YES. we've never been. show me where this is, we have no idea. haha. and she just goes off on this whole thing about oh my god new friends and i'll love it and she's so excited to see the show and so excited for us to meet everyone and oh my god we're from vegas and we drove all the way down here to see a show. so she brings us to the opening of the venue. and its completely hidden in an alley. we're walking down the alley and all these people are already there, and she introduces me to EVERYONE. everyone was so ridiculously welcoming and wanting to get to know me. and why i'm there, and excited. life is so, so different there. i walked out of my car and made like 27 new friends. it felt painful to leave, knowing what could come of it. there were so many funny, cute guys. and it was like everyone knew everyone. and no one tried to be anything they weren't. everyone was just so refreshingly real. i met one boy who kind of stayed with me the whole night and showed me around. we talked forever about what we're doing in life and how he lived in vegas for a while and he didn't think it fit him. and i just said, i feel the same way, i just don't know how to leave, or where to go. he told me it'd come to me soon enough. i know that's true. it's just crazy to hear what i've been thinking from someone i just met in some club i'd never been to. this venue was like nothing else i've ever been to. first of all, walking inside was like walking into a fucking heat box. that was the only thing wrong with it. it was insanely hot. i was all gross and sweaty, but they stamp your hand and you can go back out into the alley to cool off whenever. most of the people we're outside a lot of the time anyway. but anyway. inside, there were a bunch of different couches to sit (car seats), and bookshelves of classic novels to read if you got bored. ahhaha, there were also magazines and some board games to play. at one point, there were two guys playing connect four at one of the tables. none of the walls were visible because everything was covered in paintings and posters of past events. it was one of the times in my life it felt physically painful to have forgotten a camera. i got some phone pics, but they don't do the place justice. the bathroom was COVERED in paint and stickers. at one point, outside, everyone got bored so someone whipped out a goddamn box of street chalk and the ground was covered in like 20 minutes. lmao, i'm all about the street chalk. there is just nothing like it here.

the bands were great. they all had to squeeze all the members and everything onto a tiny ass stage. there was one band where they had an accordion player and a girl on keyboards. they were really good, but didn't have any cds to buy. sad face. i told them all they were really awesome and everything and they were excited too that people from vegas saw them. lmao, it's crazy how small the place was and that we traveled all the way from vegas to get to a place like that. then the next band was one called "totally radd," which was seriously seriously dope. it's like a mix of techno-y 80's dance music. i bought some cds so if anyone wants a listen, please. i'd be proud to rep them.

sigh. we stayed there till around 1:30am when we really, really just needed to start heading home. i had work at 10 and they all had a meeting at 7 in the fucking morning. ahahha it was an interesting choice to stay so late, but the band the boys wanted to see didn't come on until like 1ish, which was crazy. shows go by so quickly here. they took at least an hour per band and setting everything up. we were there for hours and hours. i didn't want to leave, but after a while, i was just completely numb from exhaustion and i was looking forward to sleeping on the car ride home. and booy did i sleep. i got home at around 5 and i had to sneak in. i fell into bed and completely passed out. haha.

OH AND ALSO. i visited the apple store in the grove and it was BEAUTIFUL. i'm so jealous they're so huge. glass stairway and a bunch of different genius bars. i'm jealous of their size, but seriously. our service is so, so much better. hahahah, i was never approached or greeted!

street chalk

I WANT TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING.

cuntry themed

Sun, 27 Apr 2008 10:55:47 GMT

tonight was goddamn interesting. lmao. started out rocky. felt bad about shit. i talked to jessica on the phone about stuff and it really helped me. it didn't feel good to talk about it, but it helped. i ended up going to the party. hopefully i will have those pictures soon. honestly i am still tipsy. like really really drunk rightnow.

fred was at the party. that bitch. i got to see all my favorite people tonight though. i love my friends. they're seriously good people. why would you want to focus on anyone other than the people that care for you? nothing else matters.

it makes me feel blah to read old entries. do i delete them or just leave them be? it's ridiculous how quickly my feelings and things change nowadays. i love that.

happy late birthday lindsey. i love you and i hope you love your painting. ♥

i've haven't felt this refreshed in a long time. tomorrow is big work meeting! i think i'm going over to tods to make some good vegan treats for everyone. also breakfast with joey! i hope that happens. till next time.