Jumping Spider

I'm stealing a few moments of "me" time at work. Everyone is out to lunch and I wanted to update for my stalker. There is this tiny, creepy spider that jumps at me every time I attempt to get near my desk. At the moment is on the side of an old cup, staring at me. It moves like lightening and JUMPS so I can't ever kill it. But, don't worry, I won't let it kill me either. Yesterday, a void that has been in my life for three long empty months has been filled. By Alex, you ask? NO. By Amy Bowling, my bestest friend who makes me smile and laugh and all that jazz. We met about two years ago and got really close last Fall when we had American Literature together. That's the only good thing that came out of that class, no thanks to Bonnie McNeill. Sweet lady, agitating teacher---just saying.

Anyway, we hung out for a few hours and even visited with Uncle Billy, who gave us a lecture on the perfect boyfriend, etc. Same story, different setting. He has yet to meet Alex. Actually Alex has only met my parents and brother. I don't think I'm quite ready to release my crazy horde of relatives on him. I mean, they scare ME sometimes and I've been arround them for 20 years. But maybe if I did introduce him, he'd see that I really am quite normal.

The spider just moved across the back of the computer table and is perched on top of my stapler. I hate this spider. I think I'll name it Charlie.

Alex has been working at the fair for two nights and will continue to do so for two more nights. Parking cars. It's sad that people are not smart or respectful enough to park themselves. How dare they take my quality time with my baby away from me. So, poor darling Alex is left to stalk my facebook, myspace, and blog to spend time with me. I, however, have no way to stalk him as he never updates ANYTHING. I guess he like to keep me hanging. Punk.

My boss said I could take Monday off so I could shop. YAY! All my jeans are about 3 years old and holey. As I am moving on up in the world---JUNIORRRRRR---I imagine I need to start dressing slightly less bummy and more professional. Or atleast like I have a job and can afford a good pair of jeans....or four. I need to order a new phone cover while I'm at it. My poor blackberry won't last much longer if I keep dropping, kicking, and misusing it. I guess I rough up my possessions. MY PUMAS CAME IN! I'm so excited. This online shoppnig thing is really nifty. This week's obsession online is ebay. I'm currently bidding on some blue right handed golf clubs. They're pretty, I want them, but I refuse to spend more than 80 as there is a possibility that I won't be very good at golf and won't use them. Like the paintball gun....which is for sale, along with mask and a box of paint balls for the great price of $100.00. It's a great gun, three settings---I wish I could tell you what the settings were but as I've only shot it once for about ten minutes, I cannot explain the full awesomeness of it. It's blue, like everything else I own though.

The spider is inching closer. I'm going to sign off now. Peace out...


And Alex, darling, I miss you.

Chelsea Leann

Boom Boom

Yep, it's that time of year again. SORORITY RUSH! I have all the rush songs stuck in my head and I'm as happy as can be that I can celebrate from a distance...except I'm at work. Total bummer. I really wish I could see Alex, but he's doing fire department stuff tonight. Double bummer. So where does that leave little ole me? Getting off work at 3, going to wash and detail my car, doing laundry, and cleaning my messy room. Clean Clean Clean. It's time for the OCD to come out. I'm going to get in trouble for updating at work. Oh well.

I've discovered E-Bay! I'm bidding on a complete set of Wilson Golf Clubs. Their value is $150.00, but I won't bid over $90, because shipping is $9.99. Yep, Im such a shrewd business woman.

You all should know that I have a stalker. He follows my every move via facebook, myspace, and blogspot. He's about 5'8, reddish brown hair. Wears khaki or gym shorts, sometimes a polo, but mostly t-shirts, sometimes sleeveless. He hates country music. He has the most beautiful blue eyes. Name: Alex Deason. So if you see him, please tackle and tie him up, and call me immediately. I will come take care of him ;)

Love always,
Chelsea Leann

MSU Workers

So, I need to rant. MSU workers, it's not that hard to be nice for two minutes to a student who is obviously concerned about where her money went. I could see if it was a little annoying if it were the paltry sum of maybe 100 dollars. But when it reaches up in the thousands, I'd be prepared to be extra nice. I don't care what kind of morning you've had. If someone calls you, pull your Southern Charm out and use it like a fairy on crack. You don't have to smile at me, you can even be fake. But you need to attempt to atleast to be sweet. You are a representative of Mississippi State University and by having a bad, smart-ellic, I don't want to help you attitude, you do not show us to be the "People's University". Guess what? I'd much rather be in a cabin, sleeping in my baby's arms, listening to rain hit the tin roof and windows. But I'm not going to take it out on everyone that tries to make you do your job. So there. I've had my rant. And just noticed a huge jumping spider about 6 inches from my hand. Signing outtttt!

Chelsea Leann

Sitting in Philly

Well, Alex so kindly reminded me I hadn't updated in awhile. So, here I am sitting in some random parking lot in Philadelphia waiting on Alex to come back to the car, thinking about random things. There are some random girls standing near the Jeep, but as I don't know them, I think I will just sit quiet. Is that odd? I'm shy at the weirdest times, usually not when I should be. I guess I will never get things quite right, but perfection is never as interesting as it is made out to be.

Today, Alex had a golf tourney and he asked me to go. It was hot, and very difficult to remain quiet. But, overall, it was great to see him after a full week of him being away, and interesting to watch this strange game. I found myself wanting to play, but then I remembered previous experiences and the total failure. I am one of those girls that will try almost anything once, but usually, I find that I am not that good at much. I still haven't found my natural talent, except shooting a gun. Supposedly, I'm really good at being right on the mark.

Classes start in a little over a week. I'm very ready! But Alex has returned and I guess I'm going to sign out. Its been a great day. <3

Love always,
Chelsea Leann

Never say Never

If I have learned anything from this past week, it is “Never say never.” Because, usually it’s going to happen, or happen again. And sometimes, you just have to let it happen. I was dead set on not liking anyone…and then I met Alex. And then I was convinced that it wasn’t going to keep being great. Well, so far, I’m wrong about that, too. I promised myself I’d never trust another guy. Well, promises are meant to be broken. And all thanks to this handsome guy named Alex that just so happened to fall into my life. I haven’t hit the ground yet. And when I do hit the ground, I’m not sure if I’ll be running or trying to get back on cloud nine. I guess you never know with me.




Momma asked what it was like seeing a guy 5 times in one week. I hadn’t realized I had seen him that often. It’s gotten to where one day feels like forever, and so if I am able to see Alex, I go. If he is able to see me, he comes. It’s interesting and glorious to have a guy who is willing to drive to middle of no WEIR just to see me. Alex is delusional. See, he thinks I’m all these great things. That’s another difference I’m going to have to get used to. I don’t have to prove myself to this…insane, down to earth, caring, incredible guy. He wants ME. And I still can’t figure out why. But hey, I’m down with it. I may not understand it, but I’m totally fine with this going on for as long as it will.



Here’s a picture of us goofing off today. Hopefully there will be many more pictures and nights like tonight.

Love always,

Chelsea Leann

The First of Many

Well, they say you forgive a little at a time. One foot in front of the other. Without motivation, we just trudge along, with all our troubles in an old kit bag, dragging it with us.

But what if there was something or someone that made us want to run, sprint, fly towards that finish line of forgiving others of past minstakes, forgiving ourselves for our insecuirities and eccentricities? Wouldn't you take it? Shouldn't you?

Or should you continue to punish yourself?



Today started off as awful. Early morning, carless, work, yucky short lunch, arguments with the post office, UPS, and Barnes and Noble over the delivery of my nook....some things just shouldn't happen in one day. I admit, I was mostly anxious for five o'clock. When you have something amazing waiting for you and you can't see it until then, it makes the hours tick past slowly. What was this amazing something? Oh...just my first official date with Alex.

Three things I adore about Alex:
1) He manages to be honest, funny, and sweet all in one sentence.
2) He likes me for me..theres no freaking out half the time because my hair isn't perfect or my makeup isn't flawless.
3) This may be shallow, but he's got the most beautiful blue eyes that take my breathe away You guys know I'm a sucker for eyes, but this guy has something special.

We went to Applebees and then hung out with some of his friends. Imagine my clutsy self meeting strangers, trying to think of something to say, but ending up sitting awkwardly on the edge of the couch, trying to figure out how to be involved without actually opening my mouth or moving. The life of Chelsea Leann is a hazardous one with there are nerves....and of course, there are always nerves. I can go head first, straight into something but that doesn't mean I'm not having a nervous breakdown inside. All I can say is, I cannotwait to meet the rest of his friends, because he's a little more relaxed around them.

I'm sitting at home right now, supposedly studying, but have my head in the clouds. It's been so long since I went on a date that I didn't have to beg for, push and pull. It was so genuine- and that's going to be the easiest to get used to, all the while, the hardest to trust in. I know, I'm so paranoid.

But I decied consciously what I guess I subconciously decided when I met Alex. I won't let anything hold me back from trying and being myself. Because this guy makes me happy, and I deserve to be happy, dang it.

Ok, enough gushing about my crazy life. It's bed time. Two tests tomorrow. There will probably be a rant about the stupidity of octagons tomorrow. Just saying.

Au Revoir!
Chelsea Leann

*Summer*

Updates, Updates, Updates.

Jackie quit on me. So no more two week vacations to spend sleeping late, traveling to random places, and being totally lazy.

I hate Geometry. The teacher is crazy, and I have no idea what she wants. I only have a final left, and, pray for me-I need to pass to pass the class.

It's HOT outside. Welcome to Mississippi? I wish I were on a beach, getting a tan, and kicking up the water like a little kid. No more sea shell collecting though. I have about 100 from my early expedition.

Vacation was great, but I was ready to be home. But now that I'm home, I'd dearly love to be away. Maybe I'll make a trip to Destin or Orange Beach again soon. Rebekah wants me to come to South Carolina, but the parents aren't that big on me driving that far. I can't really blame them, as I can't drive in Jackson.

I finally brought Lil' Boy Blue home and road him on the highway. VICTORY! Only to find out my front break pads were worn. Fail. But, I'm still cool because I can ride a motorcycle.

I've been hanging around Kosciusko a lot lately. There's this awesome guy that lives there that makes me laugh and smile, and have hope. I think, my dear nonexistent readers, that the days and nights of Chelsea Leann are looking up indeed.

Until next time, whenever that may be....
Chelsea Leann