"Just Roll The Ball..."

San Antonio. Beautiful city, beautiful sights, crappy bowling lanes.

State Finals was very exciting at the thought, but after those first few games, not a good thought at all. I couldn't really get over a score of 140 something. Which is very unusual and out-of-the-ordinary for a person of my stature. My average is around the 160's. I was the only freshman, I'll myself credit, but I should have done a little better. Other than that, San Antonio was a wonderful experiance for me. It was a vacation away from a vacation. I didn't worry about anythingbesides myself. (Which I don't worry about much) So now I'm on the road home, where I belong. Out of all the places to belong, it's last place I would've expected. But if I hadn't moved there, I wouldn't be the person I am today.

So at that thought, I leave you at ado.

"If the whole world told me I should dissapear, would I fall right next to you?" Burn The Night Away - There For Tomorrow

Beautiful Friday To Mess Up For Someone.

Ahh fridays. Such wonderful days until some people ruin it for you. You just want friday to be relaxing and not get upset or frustrated about anything over the weekend. Yet, in my strange little world, there's always something that upsets me on a friday. Whether it be that a friend needed moral support, or maybe something as simple as spilling frito pie on your pants, It always seems to bug me until monday. But this friday, was very different from the rest. It was strangely obvious that everyone in the Burleson High School was having the worst friday of their lives, including me. It all started in french. We had taken a unit test that made a majority of our grade. Lately, I've been doing fairly well in french. I had a 97 for last semester's report card and i had been on the A-B honnor roll since the beginning of school. But today, I got back the test as well as my progress report. I had made a 65 including 10 extra bonus points. My semester grade had sudenly become a 73. So I was now off the honor roll, but I ignored the slight disruption in my day and went along with my life.
The next happened in choir, which upset me the most. I am proud to be 1st soprano and I show it very well. I'm a loud singer and I usually lead the sopranos when we have class. Therefore, I take my role as a lead proudly. Yet, that doesn't mean that I have to do all of the soprano's dirty work, right? When our director tells us to get louder or softer, It's slightly obvios that I am the only person in the section that actually takes it seriously and practices as I would perform. But, no one else does. So when our director sees that no one is doing the dynamics, he gets upset with us, THEN they do them correctly and put effort into it. As soon as he's satisfyied and moves on, they go back to their same notorious habits. I was livid and began to rant to our section. They all seemed like they underdtood, and did as I asked. After class, some of the altos came up to me and told me i was being rude and inconsiderate of other people's feeling, when I asked them politely and curteously to try to put a little more energy and effort into their practice. I simply and maturely told them that they didn't seem to have a problem with what I said, and that I needed to speak my mind. I wasn't going to do all of their work for them. The girls began cursing at me and saying that i had no right to speak my mind, when in reality, I'm a section leader of the choir and that it's my job to try to make my section look better and that they couldn't really say anything about what I did.

So, in conclusion, on a friday, someone always has to mess it up.
"Waiting for the rain to stop, Destination beautiful. Seems that I'm still waiting for the sun." Sun (Acoustic)- Mae

The First

So this is my first blog. Be proud. :] Jesse influenced me into getting one. His blogs are very interesting if you know him. He's my bestish :] So anyway, Supp. I'm Kelsea. I'm pretty mellow most of the time, so you don't have to worry about me getting upset unless you freak me out, stress me out, or really mess up.
Music is my life along side my friends. Mess up either one, I'll mess up your face. I don't really talk alot, so my blogs should be really short, but meaningful.
So without further ado, enjoy and chillax.

"You're building me up, just to break me down. You're being loud, without a sound...Hello Fascination."