betsy oslund

Gaaaaaah!

chaos. Chaos. CHAOS.

That is the definition of the past few weeks…so much has happened. Its amazing how busy you become being a full-time college student w/ a part-time job alone…then put that on top of my work with the modeling, designing/reconstructing clothes, campus concerts, finding internships, flying back + forth between California + Minnesota, going to clubs/events, etc. etc. Not to mention that I have to find time to buy groceries, do my own laundry, pay my bills, clean my apartment, blah, blah, blah.

School = my whole freaking life right now. Shoot me please? I have switched my "academic path" AGAIN and am now an astronomy major w/ a fine arts photography minor. Decided against medical school and will instead be going to grad school for fashion design in New York once I earn my undergrad degrees here. This way I have a solid college degree before I take a risk for my passion in the shaky potentials of making it in the fashion world. In 10 years I may be working for NASA or I may be working with National Geographic or I may be showing my first collection at New York Fashion Week…not going to worry about it now, I would love to do all in the long run…let what happens happen, yeah?

My biggest idol at the moment? Jane Goodall. Her life intrigues me.

So what has little miss.betsy been up to besides all the junk ? Rewind like 2 weeks (the furthest my memory will stretch back)

*Saturday the 8th = Anita, Shandra, and Betsy went to Santa Barbara for a "photoshoot" but decided that clipboards weren’t meant for signing and instead met up with some vampires, drunk boys, asian men with "expensive equipment," etc, etc. 3 platinum blondes + dildo-resembling fan = trouble. Attempted club area in Hollywood that night…big mess there…thought I was doomed to sleeping in a gutter but Michael saved me once again and instead let me curl up in their bathroom cuz it was the warmest spot in their apartment.

*Tuesday the 11^th = Ultraviolet Sound (electro band) played a show at my work. Damn good. Love them.

*Wednesday the 12^th = Gallery reception for the art show that I was asked to feature my work in. They put up 3 foot high mounts of a two-part piece of a digital photography work I did almost a year ago called "Repulsive Beauty." Very grotesque to say the least. That night went to clubbing in Hollywood w/ Michael + Eva. Met up with my favorite homeless former prisoner in the parking lot (Jamal) and we talked about cooking. I want to take that man home…too nice to be living on the streets. Met up with Anita inside…we floated + danced around like crazy drunk kids until they kicked us out at close. Talked to like 5 people I don’t remember who had memories with me that I also don’t remember…oops. Decided I have the worst excuses for not wanting to give my number out to creepy guys…I told one guy I didn’t have a cell phone but he pointed out I was carrying it, so I told him he could have my email instead hahaha…how do you say no without being a compete bitch?

*Friday the 14^th =  Class, work, packed, and boom boom boom. Aaaah….Jared Gold Fashion Show….aaaaaawww, so amazing. Shandra came and picked me up after a fiasco of wrong addresses and we met up with Anita + Arlen @ Union Station. His collection was beautiful + the show was intense….loved it. His is such a talented designer…I would suggest checking his stuff out. Arlen + I re-wrote a song while waiting and I think I peed my pants laughing at him, funniest boy ever. Met a million beautiful + interesting people that night…made me want to move to New York for the atmosphere. After the show jumped in a moving car and went high-speed straight to the airport where I of course got patted down + searched (they always assume I am a terrorist at LAX…maybe cuz I carry so many guns + knives). Arrived in farm town minnesota 20 degree weather still in heels, mini skirt, and crazy makeup. Pretty sure people thought the circus had come to town (or at least my dad said so).

(Go to like 2:15 in the video to see me)

*Spring Break = days pretty much all blurred together. Went home because my mom wanted to take a family photo for the church directory….yes, my family is soo midwestern…but I love it, so different from LA. My mommy bought me an electric blanket since im such a freeze baby…amazing. I seriously eat for like 5 people when I am home, 5 people who eat cookie dough for every meal…makes up for my empty fridge when I am here. Bought 1950’s old woman pajamas and turned them into a super cute dress…my mom and I always sew + create clothes when I come home, its my life energy. Turns out my house really is haunted….my dad witnessed doors opening+shutting and light creatures outside since I have been home. My friends have been complaining of strange activity that I wont go into detail about for years and years. Now im not the only one in the family who has had to overcome the trauma of paranormal activity. Yes, my dead pastor says hello.

    -mall of america for the 3^rd time in one week + grilled cheese @ hooters like lesbians + st paul shenanigans

     -Randomness with Mitch, Dina, Shawney, Pat, etc....how we do it.

      -Fish-house 3 adventures with Carl + Amber (i cant even post those photos haha)

      -Bowling with the whole crew.

*Saturday = had an early easter w/ a magnificent egg hunt...yes I still live in adolescence and find joy in discovering hidden chocolate from a magical bunny. Flew back to LA. Wore pink bunny ears at the airport. Got taken aside to be patted down (again) and security woman full on groped my boobs…awkward much? They took my hairspray + toothpaste but picked up my razors + lighters and put them back in my bag…very practical. Sat next to a little boy who peed his pants on the plane.

*Tuesday – got to go to see + hang with my good friend Max and his band ’Get Young’ in Anaheim when they played @ Chain Reaction.

*Wednesday – Tokyo Police Club @ the Troubador w/ Nina. Eye contact sex, yes? Please.

So ready to move into my house next year with the boys. Decided I want to overly decorate every wall with a different theme with like big gaudy decorations + tacky posters + what not. The boys are going to have such a time living with me…im quite a lot to handle or so ive been told. Themes so far?

            -I love god and gods and goddesses.

            -Japanese nightmare.

            -clay aiken is love.

I want to live in a teepee.

I want a pet pig.

I want to learn how to play the harp.

I want a pet pig in a teepee who plays the harp.

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