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Dear 2012 (At The End)

Dear 2012,

3 states and 6 cities later, and I still don’t think I believe it, but here we are in Nashville. I can honestly say that I never would have even predicted this, sitting in San Marcos, Texas on a couch watching Coldplay and confetti on PBS (in fact- the first episode of Austin City Limits I ever worked!) this time last year.

But, oh boy, it’s been a YEAR!

You’ve definitely been the hardest year of my life, and although there have been times I have hated you, I wouldn’t trade your worst moments for right now.

You’ve been the year that I mourned graduating college and the friendships I made there that are so hard to keep track of now, but I fight for daily – whether through phone calls or text messages or just gchats that say nothing but “I MISS YOU” for days. You’ve been the year of different hair colors, the year of caffeine headaches and flight delays, the year of dance parties and hugging a lot of people, and hugging even more dogs. You’ve been the year of crying from laughing so hard, the year of taking the stigma out of 22 years of panic attacks, the year of learning new faces and new roads in new cities. You’ve been the year of growing up even more than I wanted you to be, the year of comparing everything to “Girls”, the year of sriracha-on-everything, the year of learning to trust my instincts, the year of meeting a boy with a fantastic mustache who bought me a Shiner (and the rest is history) and the year of discovering that being happy and overly-excited about life is not a crime!

You’ve been the year of relationships – from boys to family to friends to coworkers to strangers to Twitter to Jesus to neighbors to musicians to pen pals – and you’ve turned everything I knew about communication and love in those relationships upside down, in the best possible way. You’ve been the year of unlearning old habits of thinking ‘you’re just not good enough’ and the year of letting myself be loved for me, quirks and passions and all.

Together, 2012, we made it through unemployment that felt like it might steal all my joy and sanity for 6 months followed by 2 months in the desert only to pick up and move randomly and land my first big girl job in a week (!!!!!!!), and all the stresses and excitements of those decisions.

I probably didn’t sleep enough, I probably wore my vocal chords out singing to Adele’s “21” frequently and lord knows I scuffed up some shoes dancing to Motown and Jack White. I probably should have called home more, I probably should have been more organized, I probably should have answered more emails in a timely manner.

But hey, I fixed that leak in my car by myself! I handled those awkward hard conversations! I wrote those songs and I shared them! I showed up on time to those interviews, I ate those vegetables, I streeeeeetched that budget even when it was hard, and I feel all the better from it.

2012, I’ll miss you and I’ll look back at you wistfully, probably, and someday romance this terribly confusing time of my 20s, but for now, you should know – it’s nothing personal against you – that I am really wholeheartedly looking forward to what 2013 can dish out and bring me.

However, if you talk  to 2013, could you please tell him/her I would like it if Damien Rice and Justin Timberlake both finally put out new albums? And if all the puppies without homes could just make their way to my doorstep? And if maybe I could wake up one day and be able to walk in heels flawlessly, play guitar like Jimmy Page and sing like Sharon Jones?

Appreciate it. At the very least, can you tell 2013 to bring more opportunities to bring my taxidermy stuffed bobcat around? Just doesn’t get enough love.

Photo on 2012-12-21 at 17.09
Ferocious Hugs and Champagne-at-Midnight Kisses,

Lion

Blogging On A Friday Night (Because My Life Is So Crazy)

These past few weeks have been, well, an experience.

They’ve been chock full of lots of Al Green (because this song hurts so good!)

and one very wrinkled face.

I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching on the back porch

reminding myself to look on the bright side

reverting to the sleeping habits of a 7 year-old

and having the biggest turq-and-gold arm party I can possibly get away with.

Seeing Bon Iver’s ACL taping blew my little mind

(thanks for the photo, z!)

seeing Don Draper at the Drafthouse with accompanying Mad Men themed drinks made my heart skip a beat

And seeing that it was Star Wars Day made me bust out the ol’ Empire tank and tell everyone, ‘May The Fourth be with you!’

Multiple people have described me as a hummingbird before- constantly moving- and this month is proving that nickname all too true. Sure, I talk with my hands and I tend to fidget and tap my feet often, but add all the caffeine I’m drinking and all the big-life-decision-anxiety and it’s getting even more ridiculous. I’m waking up at 3:30 AM to go in to work, napping at random hours and going to sleep at 8 PM and so it never seems to balance out and I exist in this bizarre insomniatic state most of the time. More than ever, I’m this little confused toe-tapping and arm-flapping girl who seems a little crazy and over-excited, but that’s okay. My sleep schedule is all sorts of messed up, but in the weirdest way I’m just happy, ya know? I just feel like I’m happiest when I’m busy and when I keep moving. Honestly, as silly as my situation is, I feel like I’m going somewhere right now, I just feel like little things are falling into place and slowly I’m getting these moments of rest to define my dreams. In between writing notations for nonfat milk and extra foam on white Starbucks cups, I’m getting free time to just decide what I want the next step to be, and even if it can be currently frustrating or exhausting, I know it’s all going somewhere. My little hummingbird wings are happy to keep zipping back and forth with new ideas and life directions that I’m considering, and I know in the back of my mind that eventually I am going somewhere, because, for better or worse, staying in exactly the same place has a tendency to freak me out.

This post is all over the place and inconsistent (surprise, as usual!) but really, I just want to say that I love you all and even though I am a nervous post graduate and I don’t write consistently, I miss writing SO MUCH and you should tell me to write more often, because it helps the little brain in my head not feel so crazy.

And also, you should listen to the new Of Monsters & Men album and the new Jack White album and really you should all just get Spotify if you don’t have it and tell me to send you songs on Spotify because I basically am addicted to Spotify and spend enough time with Spotify that it should be my boyfriend and I pretty much love sending people songs more than anything.

And no, Spotify isn’t paying me for this blog post (but they really should be).

But really. Here’s a freebie for all you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf herders!*

*(And again, if you get that reference…call me.)

Because I Am An Intern

I’ve interned for three of the greatest places in the world. I had experiences that were once in a lifetime, like hugging Dolly Parton, seeing Arcade Fire soundcheck in a room with only 15 other people, seeing the lives of students change dramatically for Jesus, standing on the stage of the Grand Ole Opry, standing in an elevator with Chris Martin, painting houses for underprivileged families in South Texas, printing setlists for Wilco, listening to Miranda Lambert list off her favorite country songs, praying for so many students and seeing their hopes and dreams actually happen, getting the chance to see how two of the biggest radio outlets and television shows in the world operate while I worked behind-the-scenes, gossiping about Ryan Gosling as he stood 5 feet in front of me, and at all three, laughing until I cried and learning so so much more than I could ever hope for.

I formed relationships at all three places that I am still maintaining and so grateful for.

Though the job market is a little rough right now, I’ve worked for free at all three and don’t regret that in the slightest. The days and hours I spent contributing to SiriusXM Satellite Radio Nashville, Austin City Limits TV and Kingwood First Baptist Church Students were all life-changing and marvelous.

Because of these experiences, I still consider myself an intern at heart. My work ethic is still excited, I am still anxious to take on new things and I still desire direction. But, you see, I don’t think being on the lowest end of a company or organization as an intern is a bad thing. It’s extremely humbling and can be hard, but it is so worth it.

However, because of still considering myself an intern, there’s still a few things I haven’t lost as habits yet.

Because I am an intern, I will promote your company till my fingers hurt. I will blog about you, talk about you, tweet about you, share you with others and say your name so many times that people think I am crazy. I will mention you like you’re my boyfriend and bring you up in situations. I will become “that girl” who is too into her job. However, I won’t really mind.

Because I am an intern, I will get you coffee. I know this is joked about and that this is looked down upon, but I don’t think you realize that in a world with a horrible job market and in wanting to serve you, I will get you some. I will ask how you take it, I will do my best to remember your order, I will try and get it to you as soon as possible. I will get you coffee because I know that the little things count. I know that caffeine is an important thing. I know from personal experience that it can change your whole workday.

Because I am an intern, I will ask questions. I WILL ASK SO MANY QUESTIONS. I will ask if I am doing things correctly. I will ask about protocols and hierarchy and if I can use the company fridge. I will ask about everything if I am unsure, and if I work up the courage, I will ask more than 1 person. Please do your best to answer my questions. Please?

Because I am an intern, I will stay late. I will not look at this as a horrible thing or as a bother, but rather, a privilege. I came to your company to get experience, and if that means more hours, I will take them on. In fact, most times, you’ll have to remind me to leave…

Because I am an intern, I will work for free. I’m not saying that this will be my favorite part, but I will come in and try to knock out the most work I can without a paycheck. Some days will be easier to handle this than others, but I will look at experience as my ultimate gain.

Because I am an intern, I will struggle with names, because I want to get every single one right. I will struggle with directions, but I will succeed. I will struggle with adapting and with feeling like I fit in, but ultimately, whether I do or not, I will focus on the task at hand.

Because I am an intern, I will make jokes about being young. I don’t mean this to be mean, I just find it funny to be the only 21 year-old sometimes, whether I am working with people older than me, or a youth group younger than me.

Because I am an intern, I will dress up for work. I know that you may have casual fridays and a lax policy on dress code, but I don’t think you know how long I have spent putting together the perfect ensemble to walk into your doors wearing. I want to look professional, I want to stand out in a way that is rememberable and commendable. Also, I may have rationalized that extra cardigan I bought or those “big girl” shoes by saying it was for “work.”

Because I am an intern, I will not want to leave when my time is up. I know it seems cheesy, but it’s true. I will have bad days and I will fail and look back at some things I did or said and cringe, but I will have established my tiny little place in your offices and I will miss it.

Because I am an intern, I will hope you know that I am grateful. I am grateful for your recommendation, for your advice and for you even taking the chance on me in the first place.

Because I am an intern, I will also be a little spoiled by having such great internships, but eventually a job will come along that will measure up. Til then, of course, I’ll be continuing to be a chaperone on KFBC retreats, continuing to convince everyone to get Satellite Radio and tune into the Highway and continuing to DVR Austin City Limits every Saturday night and watch every clip that surfaces online.

I mean, some things just never change.

Updates and ACL. Wait, what?

Dear Internet,

My head has been in 563 different places at once for the past few weeks and I have barely had time to sit down and even string together more than 140 character updates, but I thought I’d fill you in…yes, all 4 of you reading. I’m horrible at consistently blogging so here’s a quick little list (!) –

I’m back in TEXAS! Aka the promised land. Nuff said.

I had an AMAZING summer with one of the greatest internships in the world at SiriusXM Nashville, specifically, The Highway (holla!). I left a big part of my heart in Nashville and I revitalized my love for country music. Judge me, but it is the greatest.

I moved! My lions den is now in a different apartment, still living with C– one of my great roommates and playing in a little band with her called Olive & Chuck. Other roommate, S, is still closeby up the road and is starting a style blog that I’m excited about and will be sharing soon!

I’m graduating in December! WHAAAAA?!! Yeah, I don’t know where that came from either, but graduating early is happening. What am I doing after I graduate? HAHAHAHAHA…yeah. Ask me tomorrow.

My best friend got published!!! I can’t even tell you how excited I am that my boy Z got to write HERE for Dark Horse Comics. From one Whedon/Buffy nerd to another, I am so proud. He’s got such a way with words!

I turned 21! Big deal. If you’re wondering – Shiner Bock. Please and thank you.

And last but not least, as I type this, I am sitting in the Moody Theater waiting for soundcheck for Arcade Fire to start for the Austin City Limits TV taping tonight. I tried to say that in the least-obnoxious way I could, however, I’m now interning with ACL TV and I couldn’t be happier. I am so thankful, so grateful and seriously appreciative to work for such a great program. I feel super lucky and am already 2 tapings in and obsessed. If you want more minute-to-minute updates, you can always follow me; @kelseyrmanning !

I promise a longer more coherent post with photos and flashing lights eventually, internet. For now, here’s a photo of me that I literally took 5 minutes ago, continually freaking out with Win Butler & Co.’s 4853957394583 instruments on the stage behind me.

what’s up, floating head?

xoxo!