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My name is Melanie Kate Bertelson.
I work in a restaurant and sometimes, I blog about it.
This is what I look like and this is how I sound.
I'm left-handed and scatterbrained.
I dig music and I sing on occasion.
I ramble, you'll learn to like it.
Welcome to my blog.
oh yeah, I’m in Utah by the way!
with no wifi other than in the lodge across the way from our condo and only sometimes because we’re up in the mountains and shit so it’s a little squirrelly hence the super quick playlist made via iPad.
Been here since Friday and it has been dumping snow practically every day and it is so cold and so freaking beautiful and my body is so sore from snowboarding but I cant wait to go back out tomorrow.
Boarding on the west coast > Boarding on the east coast.
(but i’m sure you nerds already knew that.)
26th February 2013
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO FEEL.
IT WAS SO FLAWLESS AND IT TIED EVERYTHING UP BUT THEN FUCKING LANA.
JUST
UGHHHHH.
bitch.
i think i’m just way too in love with dylan mcdermott that i dont even care about the fact that he skinned people and wanted to kill his mom
HE JUST NEEDED SOMEONE TO LOVE HIM OKAY
BUT SHE WAS A BITCH AND ABANDONED HIM
AND THEN SHOT HIM
ugh.
have you ever woken up from a nap coma thinking you fell asleep with your contacts in and proceeded to probe your naked eyeballs for the magic vision discs that aren’t even in your eyes and then you just feel like an idiot?
because that just happened to me.
my eyes hurt.
Notes: 5
other fact about me concerning holes:
i used to have the BIGGEST crush on Zero.
like
i’m not even kidding.
shia was cute and wacky laughscreaming luis and yes.
but hector.
that curly headed babe had my heart.
Katelyn aka my best friend aka Cutelyn gets her internet back tomorrrow cAN I GET A HOT TUB
sorry for the lack of presence, tumblr.
two of my great friends finally turned 21 over these past two weeks so it’s been a non stop mix of working and raging and working and raging and raging.
i hope all you babies had a great christmahannaukwanzakuh and have a fabulous new year tonight and be safe!
xoxo, gossip girl.
do you ever have to pee really bad but you just don’t wanna get out of bed.
i wish we could delete pee.
like a photo just click and drag no more pee.
that’s the world i want to someday live in.
A few weeks ago, I was working a Football Sunday double in the high tops and I was serving a huge group of my friends that always come in and everything was fine and dandy and whatever and then a new person joined the group and from the side it COMPLETELY looked like my friend Emily Macek, who moved to Orlando, so I got really excited and grabbed her by the shoulder all dramatically and then she slowly turned towards me and I was just like “OH MY GOD YOU’RE…Not Emily. Wowww, that’s awkward I am so sorry…can I uh….get you something to drink?” and she just looked at me with the face of pure terror and all I could think of was the scene in Elf when Buddy is roaming the streets of New York and grabs the old man in the red jumpsuit and goes “!! SANTA! …op NOPE. NOT SANTA”
Freaking people out like it’s my job.
you know, 10 times out of 10, whenever I see one of those random text posts with 464573q53 notes on it, i just think to myself oh my god. i do that. i think that. thAT COULD’VE BEEN MEEEEE wHY
i’m fucking dying you guys.
16. A Drunken Story
This past Monday when Hillary and I were at the bar with all of our friends, there was this one blonde chick who was flying solo and on the prowwwlll and she had her nose in the air the whole time and it was like she was in fucking slow motion and for some reason it was THE FUNNIEST thing to all of us and I just couldn’t even handle it and I started doing impressions of her and how she was sipping her beer and looking around at everyone like they were peasants and Hillary, Ryan, and I were losing our shit and I legitimately had tears running down my face and she probably saw me but I did not even give a single fuck.
17. Something You Regret
Not buying that gorgeous fucking mint green scarf at H&M in New York. Ughhhh
there was this really awesome sleeveless sweater vest thing that i saw at forever21 like four days ago but i didn’t buy it and i’m still thinking about how much i want it and i saw a girl wearing the same one but a different colour while lurking instagram earlier today and that’s gotta be a sign from the universe so i think i’m just gonna go buy it tomorrow after work depending on how much money i make tonight and tomorrow.
this has been a run on sentence about a sweater vest.
this is how i internet.
you guys i think i like another taylor swift song.
my little sister was playing trouble like seven thousand times in a row yesterday and i…i like it..a lot.
who
am
i
becominggggg
5 Things that irritate me about the same/opposite sex
Same:
- constantly fishing for compliments.
- playing dumb.
- over the top baby voices.
- two faced bitchiness.
- bad posture.
Opposite:
- the back pat when they hug you.
- messing/ruffling my hair if it’s up. DO NOT DO IT.
- whistling/cat-calling at me and/or just saying completely rude and degrading things on the streets. In what world do you think this is going to make us want to jump your bones?
- good morning texts.
- bad posture.
The best thing that has happened to me this week.
See THIS post.
Weird things I do when I’m alone.
pick the skin off my feet.
roll around my bed making loud groaning noises.
How I’d spend ten thousand bucks.
Buy a new car.
Something I’ve lied about.
my age.
Something that makes me sad when I think about it.
when there’s no more bacon.
My last night out in detail.
I got in my car, I drove to Maysa’s house, I picked her up, We drove down to Ft. Lauderdale, We met up with Hillary and Ryan, We went to a gas station, I bought a Twisted Tea, I drank it, We went to Jimmy John’s, We ate Jimmy John’s, We got back in the car, I made another drink, We drove to Revolution, We met up with Katelyn and Hope, We got in line, We waited, We waited, We waited, We went inside, We bought drinks, We found Craig, Sarah, Andy, Ketzya, and Jay, We went upstairs to pee, I practically ran right into Adam Lazzara and freaked the fuck out, We got more drinks, We watched Bayside play, I went downstairs into the pit, TBS came on stage and it was fucking perfect, I sang and danced and jumped around for an hour straight, Adam got down into the crowd and was running around the venue, He came over by us, I got up on the ledge with the rest of the people around me, We touched hands, He put the mic in front of my face, We locked eyes, and I sang, and then I died.
And then Maysa and I got sonic afterwards because it’s a tradition.
Last night I finally got to see the band of my early adolescence and let me just tell you it was fucking magnificent.
This band got me through middle and high school and their first two albums will be some of my favourite pieces of music for as long as I have working ears.
I just. I can’t. I can’t sum up into words how much I fucking loved last night. So instead, I’m just gonna tell you guys the wicked ass stories that happened.
During one of the first bands’ sets, we were upstairs getting drinks at the bar, and as we were walking back to where the rest of our group was, a man came out from the backstage door and was headed in my direction making full eye contact.
We stared at each other for a good fifteen seconds and I was thinking to myself “…hey that kinda looks like…wait a minute…” *brushes by me with his shoulder/elbow/entire side of his body* “HOLY SHIT THAT IS ADAM.”
I made eye contact with Hope and she goes “was that just…it was! Eeee!”
I turned around and yelled “Adam come back to me!” but he was already too far away.
I should’ve grabbed his ass or just fucking hugged him or SOMETHING.
Anyway.
Their entire set was amazing. They opened with like four or five singles and then completely played Tell All Your Friends from front to back. I was going insane the entire night and I even ended up in the pit at one point and I have the bruised arms to prove it.
Towards the middle of the set he got down into the crowd and was running around and he ended up right up above us on this bar/ledge thing and I got right up in there with everyone and then we completely held hands and he put the mic in front of my face and I sang my bloody heart out.
I got a text from Katelyn (who was up on the upper level) ten minutes later saying “Omg I just saw you singing into the mic and I am so proud.”
I’m still on cloud fucking nine right now.
This is the only picture I have of him, and I stole it from my friend craig because I was way too fucking stoked all night to even think about my phone or taking photos.
This has been a sufficient post of me rambling and fangirling all over the place and I don’t even care so I’m gonna end it with a FUCK YEAH.
