I am special.

Something that really made me reminice and smile today happened when i was in my car with my sister B. We had spent the last few hours at TTP shopping for my 18th birthday present (I GOT BOOTS!) and we were driving out, when in front of us was a yellow mini cooper. B had always wanted one of them.. her dream car and all that. So i asked "B do you still want one of them?" and she's like "yeah, except i want a red one"

and that got me thinking.. i really really like it when people have their little random things that they want that make them individual. It makes them spontaneous and random and exciting in some ways. Okay i didnt explain that very well. hmm.

Well, for me, i always always ALWAYS wanted a yellow umbrella. always. And yes, i wanted one before that so called How I Met Your Mother episode with it in it... i havent even seen one. I cant explain why i did.. but it was just one of those random Chelsie things. I dont even look good in the colour yellow.. i just wanted to be one of those cool randoms with the cool umbrellas in the rain- yellow amongst all the black ones.

Then one day... My best rocked up to church with one in her hand. a present. FOR ME.


never, ever had i ever been so happy!



So anyways, back to my story. just wanted to make emphasis on the fact that its the small things about one's personality that make them memorable and fasinating. and passionate. like me and my yellow umbrella. and my sister and her cooper.

And i really really wanted to make examples of people.. but i cant think of any. damn it. BUT ANYWAYS.


moral of this post? There are things in everybody that make them special. and i love it :)

Clocks, Chai Lattes, Italian Cousins and Blah Blah Blah

I was fortunate enough to be able to spend my weekend with possibly two of the greatest people in the world.. my darlings Loz and Christ I. Starting from Saturday afternoon, in which Christie and I decided to surprise Lauren with my presence (i wasnt meant to be going to the party we were headed too... but a last minute change of plans made this all possible), and then headed to tea then the party. Armed with a mix CD, Penny the Pulsar, lots of attitude and big smiles... we set off to have the party of our lives..

At Christie's dads 50th. MAN we party hard!

So we went there. Stopping for Chai Lattes on the way. But it didnt matter what we were doing, how grumpy one of us were, or how BORED we could have been.. it was still amazing. Even when Lauren had her cold, i nearly got hypothermia and Christie had to deal with the family, it was still an amazing night. it was even amazing the next morning.. a random trip in our pyjamas to go and visit our darling Scotty at Maccas (Scott? I publically say sorry for getting you into trouble.. even though it was YOU who used your head set to tell the mccafe staff to tell us that you finish at 2).

:)

But anyways... i had a fabulous weeked. And just on that note.. i came across this picture and have something further to add:



You see, this is me and my Girls. because, they DO live miles apart from me. Christie? According to Google maps, your 39.2kms away, which is 1. 18 mins (only takes ME an hour... hmm controversy!) And Lauren? You live 43.3 kms away. which is suppose to be 1.28 hours away.

My best friends live over an hour away.

I dont go to school with them. i cant see them everytime i want to, especially with all 3 of us in year 12. i cant have a bad day, and call them up and they cant say "be there in 2 mins, we'll be right over". I cant do that, and i have to handle that. Buts its OKAY.

Because as the picture puts it.. it doesnt matter how far apart we are they are still in my heart. I just thank God for free txts and calls :) :)


I love them. and i encourage all you who are reading this to look at your best friends.. and really really appreciate every moment that you get to spend with them. i know for me, these 2 have the ability to turn my shitty moment into a good one :)


Chels