that gap year, doe
primary feelings: like you’re hella old, guilty when you get drunk (once in a blue moon), confused and lost about how to maximize this time in your life, bewildered that you so easily fell into a mundane routine, that you are socially dead aka a grandma/pa, that you’re life is in a transitional period, that the only thing you can talk about when people ask you how you’re doing is about your job/work, that you can’t really relate to your undergrad buddies even though you’re merely 1-2 years older than most of them, that you’re fleetingly trying to keep up with all your closest college friends though many of them have moved back home/far away from where you went to college, that you’re trying not to royally screw up anything so that you have the best chances of getting into professional school, that you need to save up money to travel travel travel because you’re going to be very broke and stressed in a couple year’s time…yeah that’s the gap life.
• 13 April 2013 • 3 notes
i always forget about tumblr…hahaha it’s quite sad. i wish to write more though! soooo more to come :)
• 7 April 2013 • 1 note
Kinda forgot about my tumblr for a while, after the horrible virus that would not go away!! Free McDonald’s cards or ipads or Dr. Dre headphones, ugh.
Anyways, the year is off to a great start. I’m terribly sick - fever and everything. A heavy duty sickness. I have a project that needs to be completed on Monday at work, but who knows if I can even go to work tomorrow or not…? I can’t taste food, can’t breathe out of my nose, have an achy body and my throat feels dry and empty.
I know there are much worse possibilities, but I haven’t gotten sick in a while and this is my birthday month not to mention I have lots of other activities (some fun, some not) that need to happen this month and I have to be 100%! What an inconvenience you are! I think I’m most upset about not being able to taste food. Proves what a fatty I am.
• 3 January 2013
Dear LSAT gods, it’s me, Kelsey
…So perhaps studying for the biggest test of my life has been consuming my life for the past 5 months or so. Sounds bad? Well it has been.
I chickened out in June and was less than confident and so I didn’t take it, which is ok. But now, I am ready. I need to take it and I will take it and I will go to a damn good law school (please oh please) and I will earn my J.D. and pass the bar and practice law. I can’t let anything stop me, certainly not a stupid standardized test.
I can do it. I have to do it. Thank you for listening.
• 2 October 2012 • 4 notes
Let me begin by saying that I’m typing on my phone, due to no internet aka sucky Time Warner, so sorry if there are typos I don’t catch.
It’s funny because for those of you that know me pretty well, you know that I did not like sorority life when I first joined back in 2009. I fell into the superficiality of it, and hated that I cared so much about what other people (outsiders, other Greek chapters, society in general) thought about me when I associated myself with this organization. But I stuck with it. Why? I don’t even know, but as cheesy as it sounds, I’m glad I did.
Fast forward 3 years. Some of the best friends I have are my sorority sisters. We fell into place without really knowing it. And I’ve been helped out by these ladies in so many ways recently, which is why I’m blogging about this now…its relevant in my head, okay!
For example, housing has been a big one. I found a place to live for 5 weeks thanks to two sisters. I had an empty spot in a 3 bedroom condo, but filled that thanks to a sister. I’m scared to stay alone in the aforementioned new condo without internet (laugh all you want), so a sister generously let me snuggle with her tomorrow night. My sisters have fed me a full homemade Korean bbq meal, recommended me for various positions, career-wise (that I landed!), and have just generally been there when I needed them …aka all the time. Among all the fun times too, but those are a given.
Point being, I’m personally very very glad that I fell into what some call “paying for your friends”. The bonds that form and will continue to strengthen over the years are truly priceless. ***end of speech. Who wants to get me some wine for the cheese?
• 8 September 2012 • 4 notes