One Cold Night...

11:41PM

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11:29PM

Been a while since I updated with anything not one of my crazy rants... Oh c'mon you know you love 'em!

Any way, my knee's pretty much good now, sorta stiff and a little painful but no cast/brace/anything, yay!!

Writing's going pretty good, I've got too many stories going for my own good, but that's how life is, no?

I've done one reaction paper, will probably do another Monday when I go to my mom's office and work for the 20 bucks i got last week.

Bought some Prismacolors, so i've been drawing more, nothing that good but I am getting better.

So how's everyone's summer going? I miss you all!!

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1:23PM

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11:50PM - Parents vs. Doctors

I had to have stitches today, to close up a wound I've had for a while. The damn thing wouldn't close. Anyway, I really realized how much my mother is my ally against insane doctors.

Doc will say: Stay off of it for two weeks

Mom will say: If it's stopped hurting, and you feel comfortable it's okay.

Doc will say: You think your going to that movie 2 days after surgery?

Mom will say: bring out the wheelchair!

 Doc will say: We'll definitely have to stitch this close, and move this skin here

 Mom will say: We'll see if it closes (it did...)

Seriously, today the nurse was like, "You'll have to put ice on that," and I made eye contact with my mom and she was just like, "Right..." Ice has never helped with me you see. And then there are the aides.

Aide: It's a head wound.. better call your mom

Mom: Chels? What happened

Me: Stapler snapped. two tiny pinholes... (shut up...)

 Mom: Why are you calling me?!?

Aide: I wasn't sure if she could do that...

 Mom: She can do whatever she thinks she can.

 

My mom rocks!!!!!!

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7:02PM - Biases

No, this isn't going to be an entty on racism, or anything like that. I don't see myself as qualified to even comment on that one. This is just going to be an observation on how we see people. Have you ever noticed that the way you see a certain person is hindered by the way you see someone else.

Example:

I know a man, Anthony (all names changed for privacy) who hates hus broter. Now Anthony is good man, a good husband, a good father and over all a decent person. WIth the occasional exception of his broter's child. His parents are raising this child, Rachel. Rachel is somewhat delayed while Anthony's own boy, Eric is very precocious.

Anthony would never admit it to anyone, but the one he sees when he looks at his niece is ultimantly his brother. Thus he holds more against this child, although the girl adores him. He does his best to show affection to the child, and a lot of the time he is a very kind uncle. However there are instances where he is unreasonably apt to blame the child for things. Now you may say this is simply because the child is not his own, however it is to such a degree that I disagree.

Now Anthony's case is not all that rare, I admit that when we met a parent before a child we occasionally tend to believe the child a clone of the parent, which he or she occasionally is due to upbringing. But Rachel has not been raised by her father.

Now for another, more contrivertial issue. The way we see entire groups of people, Goths, Preps, people that are gay, disabled persons. Our perceptions are skewed by what we have been exposed to before, namely the media.

There was an e-mail going around with a Burger King worker with Down Syndrome singing "Do You Want An Apple Pie With That?" to the tune of "We Wish You A Merry Christmas." There was a link reading "Offended? Click here" which explained why the author didn't care if you were. I was appalled, not particularly by the song, that was amusing, but by the sterotype implied. I have grown up with people of differing mental capabilities in my life, and I know the sterotypes acquainted with them. However, I also know that these people can be more than a burger king worker, and also for those that are burger king workers take pride in their acocmplishments.

People who are exposed to this e-mail may not see that, they see an idiot. Not true, the people with Down Syndrome that I know are some of the sweetest, and yet sometimes most complex, people I have met. People may argue that this e-mail shows that at least these people aren't ignored. Okay, so this is true, but what is also true is that that awareness needs to be spread in a non-offending way. A way that shows the wonderful and not-so-wonderful aspects of these people.

I know a little boy, his name is Daniel, he has Down Syndrome. He likes to watch Franklin the Turtle. He likes Cheetos and dinosaurs. He doesn't like it when other kids take his toys, or for his mother to leave. He may never live on his own, or go to college. But he will bring smiles to people's faces. And that's what matters.

Offended? I hope not.

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4:45PM

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[x] Part 1 -- The Basics [x]
What's your name? :::	Chels
Birthplace :::	Pensacola
Age :::	15
Age you act :::	at least 17, i think
Current location :::	Pensacola
Eye color :::	Hazel
Hair color :::	blonde-brown
Right, lefty or ambidextrous? :::	lefty
Zodiac sign? :::	Pisces
Height? :::	Argh...not answering
[x] Part 2 -- Describe... [x]
Your heritage/nationality :::	I'm adopted, but as for my parents, Dad= German Mom=??
Your hair :::	too thick
Your fears :::	death
Your perfect room :::	one word: Hogwarts
What you practically do in a day :::	Write
[x] Part 3 -- What is/are... [x]
Words you overuse :::	umm...
Phrases you overuse :::	Let's do the math. Scout was like... what? I don't shive a git
Your first thought when you wake up :::	Damn it's late...
Your greatest accomplishment :::	my writing. and my monologues
Something you want to do :::	become publsihed
[x] Part 4 -- This or that [x]
Pepsi or Coke :::	Coke
McDonald's or Burger Kings :::	McDonalds
Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera :::	Neither... Britney I guess
Chocolate or vanilla :::	Chocolate, duh
Adidas or Nike :::	Nike
Black or white :::	Black
Bills or Coins ((Think $$$)) :::	Bills
Burgers or hot dogs :::	burgers
Egypt or France :::	France
Rock or rap :::	Rock
[x] Part 5 -- Do you...[x]
Smoke :::	no
Cuss :::	yes... esspecially when I'm nervous
Sing well :::	no
Sing in the shower :::	yes
Talk to yourself --a lot-- :::	yes
Believe in yourself :::	yes, mostly
Like taking these longass surveys? :::	when I'm bored.
Play an instrument :::	sort of. piano when i was seven
Want to go to college? :::	yes
Want to get married? :::	yes
Want to have children? :::	adopted, yes
Think you're a health freak? :::	no
Get along with your parents :::	yes
Get along with your siblings? :::	my brother, not my sister. ever.
Think you're popular :::	not at all.
[x] Part 6 -- In the past month have you..[x]
Gone out of state :::	no
Drank alchohal :::	no
Smoke :::	no
Get high :::	no
Done any drugs :::	no
Eaten an entire box of oreos :::	no
Been on stage :::	no
Gone skinny dipping :::	no
Been dumped :::	no
Dyed your hair :::	no
Stolen anything :::	no
[x] Part 7 -- Your friends! =D [x]
Craziest :::	Corinne :)
Loudest :::	Ambrelle
Most shy :::	Carly
Blondest :::	Corinne, sometimes, but we all have our moments
Smartest :::	um... Sarah
Kindest :::	Leighton
Best personality :::	Jackie!
Most talented :::	all of you!
Best singer :::	Will
Most ghetto :::	i dunno
Drama Queen ((or King XP)) :::	every last one of them
Pain in the ass :::	non
The one you just want to strangle to death ((Homer Simpson style)):::	Billy
Funniest :::	Jackie
Best person for advice :::	Carly
Dependable :::	Carly
Trustworthy :::	um.. dunno
Druggie :::	none
Most likely to end up in jail :::	???
Person you've known the longest :::	Carly or Billy
[x] Part 8 -- The Last... [x]
Last dream :::	don't rememer
Last nightmare :::	same
Car ride :::	this morning, to the dentist
Last time you cried :::	tast thursday
Last movie seen :::	Garfield
Last movie rented :::	Dr. Strangelove
Last book read :::	Strange Fits of Passion by Anita Shreeve
Last word said :::	Bye
Last curse word said :::	probably shit...
Last time you laugh :::	orobably with my mom this morning
Last phone call :::	mom
Last CD played :::	Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on CD
Last song you listened to :::	Fifteen
Last annoyance :::	probably Jacob and AJ tearing something up
Last IM :::	James
Last weird encounter :::	some friend of Dad
Last person you hugged :::	Jacob
Last person you yelled at :::	AJ
Last time you wore a skirt :::	in the Melodrama
Last time you've been evil :::	???
Sarcastic? :::	Every last moment of my life, Right Jackie? Corinne?
Last time you fought with your parents :::	a couple weeks ago, about Jacob
Last time you wished upon a star :::	Last night
Played Truth or Dare :::	middle school
Spent quality time alone :::	now
[x] Part 9 -- I swear this is the last one! -- Randomness [x]
Are you talking to someone on AIM :::	no
Do you feel lonely :::	kinda
Ever TP'd someone's house :::	no
How about egging someone's house :::	no
Do you not like dislike not like me? :::	huh??
Ain't Eminem and 50 Cent just fine? :::	NO
Yo Momma :::	wif?
Ever been so hungry you felt like you could eat the person next to you? :::	noppers.. hey you look like chicken!
What do you think of George Bush? :::	ARGH nuff said
Any secret fetishes? :::	no
Do you like to wear chains? O_o :::	no...
How many languages do you speak? :::	1.45321
Damn.. are your fingers tired? Cause mine sure are! :::	no
Glad this is over? ((Say yes and I'll stalk you =P)) :::	uh, yes.

Bored? ((Over 100 questions)) brought to you by BZOINK!

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10:42AM

INTERNATIONALS PEOPLE!!!!

This time last year we were in Nebraska!!

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9:10PM

Hi!! I adore Wicked the book and soundtrack, though I have yet to see the musical. My entire drama troupe knows the songs by heart. It's awesome!So anyway, I'm Chelsey, I'm 15, I love Harry Potter, Drama and Wicked!

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3:54PM

1. Take your LJ username and replace each letter with the corresponding number (A=1, B=2, etc.)

C - 3
h - 8
e - 5
l - 12
s - 21
d - 4
e - 5
l - 12
a - 1
m - 13
o - 15
o- 15
r- 20
2. Add all the numbers together to create a kind of super number.

124

3. Make a note of the first digit of this number, then add the digits of the number together.
7


4. Find the post of this number in your LJ. If you don't have that many posts, add the digits together again. Keep doing so until the number is smaller than your pathetic number of posts.


5. Take the digit you noted in step 3, and count that many words into the post.
Rehearsal-- what's that show?
all

6. Use the resulting word in a Google Image Search, and select a picture from the first page.
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3:12PM - Overrides

YAY! Everyone check out the new format of my journal!!! Thanks for directing me Christina!

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7:42PM - People Watcher

Yet another thought on humanity:

I have always adored watching people in a waiting room, or ever since I was old enough to take my nose out of whatever book I had in hand, which, has only happened in the past few years with the onset of IB, which lead to the lack of time to pick-up a book and thus nothing at hand to read during these waiting room stretches. As of late I have used these to make French flash cards or study for some upcoming test. However, this being summer no such thing exists, and I "forgot" to bring Chesapeake with me...

So, two weeks ago I was sitting in the Orthapedists waiting room with my dad and they told us that they were running an hour behind. Joy. I leafed through the People magazine my dad brought, then took to watching the family there. A little boy sat at my feet playing with one of the games mounted on the cube-shaped thing in the middle of the floor. On this side is a thing where you move the balls up the maze with a magnet and let them roll down. I was taken with this little boy, because he reminded me of a kid I know, seven-year-old Sammy, my friend Katie's little brother. I have known Sammy since he was three, and this kid really looked like him at this age.

He was struggling with the toy, unable to bring the balls up, my father attempted to help him, but he is ill adept at understanding children, partly due to his hearing impairment partly because he isn't patient enough, I wanted to help him but I was and am unable to kneel on the floor, for obvious reasons, and so could not. Eventually his mother (or as I thought at the time) came over and tried to help him, eventually calling over his older brother.

Now I must digress to explain the makings of this family, there was a mother and a father, an older boy of perhaps ten or eleven, and two babies who looked to be twins, the father looked oddly old to be the father to these young kids and I thought he was perhaps a grandfather asked to accompany the mom to take the kids to the doctor.

Now the older boy, Alexander, was obviously disabled, he limped and his right hand looked somewhat hindered. The little boy, whose name I can't recall... I keep thinking Sammy... Dylan perhaps? Anyway, he showed some signs of what I think might have been cerebral palsy, loose limb movements similar to how Sammy was at that age. One of the twins, Jeremey, could crawl and the other, Louis, stayed in his half of the double-stroller, probably because he wasn't fussing.

As I watched however the true story of this family began to unravel, Dylan got in trouble because he was running and too loud, his mother took him to the bathroom threatening a spanking, but I believe she just talked to him because he was happy when he came out having discovered the delights of light-up shoes when he turned off the light in the bathroom.

They looked like basically a normal family, except for the problems of the children and the older-looking father. I didn't suspect much since my own father is over sixty and we are raising Jaocb.

Later though a little African-American boy, about one and a half, came out of the door leading to the examining rooms, followed by another woman which I thought was his mother.

The man looked at the child breifly then does a double-take,

"Romeo?" he said, both mother and child look over, the man stands up and walks over, as does the mother a moment later. Somewhat evesdropping on their conversation I gathered this:

The couple takes medical foster care, Romeo was their foster child a year ago, and when he was taken to a new home the Department of Children and Families (I guess) gave the family three wrong telephone numbers to contact him at. From what I gather both families seem to be from out of state, they talk about traveling here and to Jacksonville to see doctors (a grand comment on the medical facilities in Pensacola, no?).

The mother took the baby, Jeremy, back to the examining room and the father got the address and phone number of Romeo's new foster home. Dylan was trying to go back to the examining room and Alexander was tugging on the father's sleeve, "Pop." he said, "Pop!" The man was still talking so Alexander went to retrieve Dylan.

It appears that both boys knew Romeo when he was in the same foster care, impling that they have been there for at least a year, and seeing how comfortable this family is I suspect longer. I hated to think that this family could be torn apart at the drop of a hat, I've heard of it happening many times in the foster care system. It makes me want to adopt even more.

When I was called back I said something to my father about the family and I was surprised to learn that he paid no attention whatsoever. I cannot imagine, what if I had read all the time and not noticed the family before me, what might I have missed? When I left the room the family was gone, it saddens me that I will never know the rest of their story, but I love it that there are families like this out there.

I love catching glimpses of people's lives like this, if only to learn about people outside of my inner circle, Kind of opens your eyes, doesn't it? There are lots of good families out there, despite what we may think.

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2:37PM

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?

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2:32PM - Play sausage! Who has the longest?

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6:18PM - Reagan

I am sitting here watching the funeral procession carry Reagan's casket into the routunda and I can not help but be amazingly moved. In truth I don't know much about what Ronald Reagan did during his presidency, nor at the moment do I care.

What I see here is a spirit of patriotism, of respect for a man who was for eight years the leader of our country, who lived through every war from World War One to the War on Terrorism that is going on now. I see a man who loved America and what it stands for, the American cowboy/actor.

I also see the man who was once an American boy back before TV and Internet, back when kids could explore this country and know what America really is.

I see his wife, Nancy Reagan, who has been with him throughout his struggle with Alzheimer's, I see this elderly woman standing tall and proud, when I know that she must be dying inside as her husband died on Saturday. She is saying one of the last good-bye's to a husband who she has been with for over fifty years.

I see a military proud of its' former leader. When they played The Battle Hymn of the Republic I had tears in my eyes. I see the young men carrying the casket and I feel their pride in having this honor.

I have never been very patriotic in my life, at 12 I didn't quite get as affected by 9/11 as I should have been, perhaps. But what I see now is not only the patriotism expressed now, but the history and great people America has.

Now I see people in the Routunda crying, and I hear that the prime minister, Prince Charles, and Margeret Thatcher will attend the funeral. But do I see dignitaries simply paying respect to other dignatiaries? I do not. In Margerat Thatcher's attendance I see a woman who worked with Reagan, and who knew him as a person as well as a leader, who will mourn him as a friend who has passed.

The cynical side of me wants to see this as simply an elaborate dance the country goes through to show 'respect' that is required, but in my heart I cannot. At the moment there is much wrong with our country and our world but somehow this makes me feel as if perhaps they can be fixed after all.

The prayer moves me, even though I am not very religious. And now as the teams of pallbearers (?) congregate around the casket, silent except for the sound of their footsteps I can't help but wonder if perhaps America is okay after all.

By Monday I may not feel the same way, but as much as is wrong right now, I feel that we forget to see the humanity in our leaders, as we should. After all I don't like Bush, but I wouldn't want to be doing what he does.

I could go on, but I'll spare you guys and your friend's lists, at least for now, though during the funeral I am not making any promises.

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3:18PM

chels_dela_moor's LJ stalker is yaakova17!

yaakova17 is stalking you because you made a nasty comment on their LJ. They are also mentally deranged!

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8:25PM

I am sooooo happy right now! I had 6 A's one B!!!!!!!! I am sooo happy! Did i say that?? Harry Potter was great, except for the few plotholes, Mom brought Wicked downstairs for me last night!! YAY! The only bad things? 88 in Algebra (stupid exam, Adam couldn't come to the movie, and Ambrelle made two C's and an F on the exam. How, i dunno, but there go our summer plans... Argh. All she had to do was the stupid study sheet. Not my problem...

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7:55PM

What Would You do if...
I cried:
I asked you to help:
I died from natural causes:
I said I liked you:
I kissed you:
I started smoking:
I stole something:
I was hospitalized:
I ran away from home:
I got in a fight and you were there:
I got dumped:
I pissed you off:
I did something that you could never forgive me for:

What Do You Think Of My...
Personality:
Eyes:
Face:
Hair:
Clothes:
Voice:
Humor:
Choice of music:
Mannerisms:
Family:
Body:
Friends:
Decisions:

Would You...
Be my friend:
Tell me the truth no matter what:
Lie to make me feel better:
Spread rumors about me:
Keep a secret if I told you one:
Loan me some cash:
Hold my hand:
Take a bullet for me:
Keep in touch:
Try and solve my problems:
Love me:
Have Sex with me:
Ditch me:
Use me:
Date me:
Rape me:
Beat me up:

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11:30PM - monologues

Monologues, I have nothing better to do, so I have been looking for monologues. Go figure, I am a theatre geek, and proud of it! But I need opinons, please read these and give me your thoughts:

Dramatics:

Saint Joan

Invisible Friends

Street Scene

Out of Our Father's House

Comedics:

The Marriage of Bette and Boo

Sweethearts

( Happy Birthday Wanda June )

What do you think? Any worth doing? Which ones? I am going to look at books when I get the cast off, but for now... any other suggestions?

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6:50PM - Theatre superstitions!

http://www.oldsuperstitions.com/index.php?query=acting!

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11:54PM

Hey, someone anonymusly commented on March fifth, with a very sweet comment. I'd really like to know who that was. Please with a cherry on it?

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