I'd just like to say hello. My name is Chelsea and in the future this site will be the home to everything I love. That includes art, TV and movies, games, people, everything!
If you want to see some examples of other stuff that I own, check out
Hey Everybody, this is Chels! Not much to know about me. Even though I'm not a redhead anymore (now back to blonde) people say that I look like Alyson Hannigan (Willow from BTVS.) I don't dress in a particular style. Sometimes classy, sometimes grungy, sometimes goth, punk, and even hippie, or sorta retro style, whatever clothes are lying closest to me in the morning when it's time to get changed!!!
My new goal in life is to become an art teacher, so I'm going to go away to University for that! I'd say I'm pretty good in art! Band I'm most obsessed with recently is the Horrorpops, but I love lotsa stuff! Bif Naked, Godsmack, Nirvana, Smashing Pumkins, Rancid, Pennywise, Metallica, everything!!! Well, excluding all rap, hip-hop, techno, country, raggae... well, everything that's good I like!!! You get the picture! Anyways, That's about it!!! Either you love me or you don't, and if you don't at least you added another hit to my site!!!
I want to make this site as good as possible, so if you have anything you want to change, please feel free to e-mail me. It's chelseatls@hotmail.com So, thanks for being here and reading this! I'm usually editing this site everyday except for the weekends, so I'm constantly changing everything. Like I said, any suggestions you have I'd love to use unless they really really suck... So just give me good suggestions! Bye
~Chels
Random Daily Thing:
Song Lyrics; The Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin
Ah ah ah ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, >from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming! On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore. Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, >from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, Can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords. On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore. So now you’d better stop and rebuild all your ruins, For peace and trust can win the day Despite of all your losing.
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