Introduction
So, here is my story. I'm a 23 year old female from Windsor, Ontario. About a year ago I graduated from an advertising program and since then have accomplished nothing remotely related to advertising. Upon graduating, I decided to get in touch with the free-spirited side of myself. I packed up and moved out West for quite some time, travelled to Mexico, and to top it off drove across the United States. Yes, I've spent the entire last year accomplishing things found on my Bucket List.
So, here is my story. I'm a 23 year old female from Windsor, Ontario. About a year ago I graduated from an advertising program and since then have accomplished nothing remotely related to advertising. Upon graduating, I decided to get in touch with the free-spirited side of myself. I packed up and moved out West for quite some time, travelled to Mexico, and to top it off drove across the United States. Yes, I've spent the entire last year accomplishing things found on my Bucket List.
Like most people, the novelty of being a nomad (a person who moves around a lot) wears off when you realize you have no money. I settled back at home and got a job wherever I could to replenish my bank account, but struggled trying to figure out where I truly belonged and what I am meant to do. I felt and have still been feeling frustrated trying to figure it out. In order to prevent my head from exploding, I started writing a blog to release some jumbled thoughts. I quickly realized that what I was meant to do was something I've always been good at; writing, making people laugh, and sharing the awkward and embarrassing stories that make up my life. If I could dream up the perfect job for me, this would be the advertisement: “WANTED: An outgoing person, not afraid to be embarrassed to be put in awkward situations and then write about their experiences.” Now, throughout my life, I've encountered my fair share of embarrassing, happy, and crappy moments and personally, I feel I handled these moments with grace and confidence, making me a well-rounded person with great advice and thoughts. Now, my mission is to somehow get paid for sharing my thoughts. What better way to start than to create a blog? At this point, who knows which direction this blog will lead toward, but hopefully I can give you some insight as to who I am. I’m sure this will be chalk-full (chock-full? SIDE NOTE: I don’t know the spelling or the meaning of this expression but it sounded as if it belonged here) of funny, inspiring, and sad (sad in a funny way, more pathetic…like Bridgette Jones’ life before she found Mark Darcy) stuff.
Originally, my blog was mainly used for personal reasons and therefore I used HORRIBLE grammar and spelling but now that I might need a blog to impress someone who can potentially pay me to blog I figured I should create a brand new blog site and TRY (emphasis) to watch my spelling. So, I've decides to take some of my old blogs and spruce 'em up and then continue on to creating new blogs to keep you entertained. So, here we go. Welcome to my blog!
Little Bit About Me
Name: Chelsea McCloy
Status: Single. BY CHOICE. (Whatever helps me sleep at night)
Likes: Zoos/animals…no matter how depressed I am, if you take me to a location (preferably a zoo) where animals are located I will be tooting rainbows (really happy)---Avocados, on anything and everything---Awkward situations; they make for terrific stories, many of which will be discussed in this blog--- Travelling, anywhere; I love to see and experience new things, meeting new people, learning new facts and traditions…it is one of the only things that makes me feel alive---Sticking one leg out of my blanket at night time.
Dislikes: Watching the beginning of a murder mystery show and then having to leave or turn it off before I found out who the killer is---New mothers who ONLY talk about their babies---When you go to pick somebody up and they are not ready, even when you’ve given them your ETA---People who cannot go anywhere without someone else, it’s annoying, please grow up---Miracle Whip, get real.
Confessions: When I am alone in my car and want to sing, I pretend to be talking on my cell phone (SIDE NOTE: With new no cell phones when driving law, look for another way to disguise singing).---I love popping my own zits but I find other people’s zits disgusting---I feel sad when I see happy couples grocery shopping together, picking out ingredients for a meal they are planning to cook together (my heart just tickled with loneliness) ---I find tooting, jokes about tooting, and all references to tooting to be HILARIOUS and I truly believe that when couples toot in front of each other for the first time, it is more meaningful than the first kiss.
By-eeee
Well, I’d hate to overwhelm you with words in my first blog entry, so I will stop here and also add a picture in hopes it’ll draw more people in. The picture below was taken New Years Eve some years ago. I have no idea who this man is but he seems to me enjoying himself. He was really nice... Please throw me a bone and become a follower of my blog in order to show support =)
Thank you!
Some of my love,
Chelsea Grace!
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