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Listen, I’m so close to turning 24, and it’s freaking me out. Why? Cause what the hell happens after 24? 25?! You’re a quarter of a century old. 24, when you’re like sixteen is ANCIENT. I should have like two babies and a house in the country by now. But I don’t. Here’s what I…
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What’s your story? (Name, Age, Birthdate, Hometown, Current Neighborhood, Education, Current Position, Current goals, etc.) Tonnisha J. English, 12/12/1991, Columbus, OH, Currently residing in East Columbus, Bachelors of Arts in Communications and Public Relations, Digital Marketing Specialist at The Shipyard. Goal: To take over the world. What does your name mean? (Google it, if you…
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I have often said that I believe you learn the most about yourself inside the confines of a romantic relationship. I’m not sure exactly why that is. Maybe because you have someone constantly calling you out on your shit. Maybe because you go through the phase where you change yourself to meet that person’s desires,…
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Last night I smoked a cigar. I don’t know if you’ve ever smoked a cigar before, but 23 seems to be the age that Kelsea indulges. So, there I was, with some male coworkers of mine. We were sitting and I was being taught how to smoke a cigar. And once I got the hang…
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I walked over to my coworkers desk last week to find that she had headphones on and was listening to music. I asked what she was listening to and she open her browser to expose that very familiar, very outdated blue-on-gray-on-blue-on-boring website that is Pandora. I immediately let out a “Pshaww… you still listen to…
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Good Morning, friends. I am listening to “Jealous” by Nick Jonas and sipping some Sumatra coffee out of my Anthropologie “K” mug. It’s Friday, so my mind is on all the good stuff going on in my world right now as opposed to all of the negative. But I wanted to take a moment to…
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Hey friends. Long time no blog. That’s because I’ve been a busy little mofo. But I’ve got some time to blog a bit so here we go!! On Wednesday of last week, I attended the Second Annual 1Girl Gala in downtown Columbus. It was a pretty perfect evening for a couple of reasons. The first…
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My room is the complete embodiment of everything that makes my heart sing. I was lucky enough (and by “lucky,” I mean, fortunate enough to be the loving recipient of some divine intervention. S/O to God!) to snag a completely updated, two bedroom condo in a mega quiet neighborhood in Hilliard, right off the river,…
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Forgiveness is one of those concepts I do not think too deeply on until I am in need of it. Much like a parachute. When you need it—you hope it’s there and functioning and a legitimate, credible, real thing. But we live and conduct our lives hoping it is something we will never need. Further—when…
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If ever I needed to write through something… it was today. I had a foggy drive to work this morning. Beautifully foggy. The weird fog that’s translucent enough to let the sun decide its color, but opaque and misty enough to be sort of haunting. Cool enough outside to have the heat on low in…
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I had a random thought enter my head, this morning. And, as all my thoughts do, it looped its way around a strand of thoughts I’ve previously concocted. Walk with me as we follow this trail of “how God communicates with Kelsea.” I was at Wes’s house the other night and we were watching some…
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