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KELSEY BARNES (born November 11 1992) is a writer, procrastinator, and mess of a human being. She is famous for annoying people by constantly reminding them that she is a scorpio and for that time she was in an elevator with Greta Gerwig and she told Barnes that she liked her shoes. 

Early Life

Barnes was born in a small town in Ontario, Canada where nothing really happens. She is the middle child, but that has not given her the middle child syndrome (if anything, she is the child that demands the most attention out of her three other siblings). She never played soccer or hockey or any sort of team-building sport or activity. Instead, she took art classes and an obscure rhythmic dance class where she twirled a ribbon in the air, thus teaching her zero social skills. She was not good at either of these things, which is why she decided to spend her time writing about her feelings on the Internet. The only thing she is really good at is eating an entire bag of chips in an evening and telling everyone that she's a Scorpio*. 

CAREER

Barnes' first job was a paper route in her neighbourhood when she was 13. She always took a long time to deliver the newspapers because she was too busy making stories in her head about the houses she would visit to drop the newspapers off and picking dandelions as she walked from home to home. To support herself through college, she worked in retail and learned how to talk to the public without wanting to scream. She believes everyone should work in retail at least once in their lifetime so they learn how to fake a smile when a customer is acting like the worst.

After her boyfriend broke up with her for another girl, Barnes began writing about her feelings on the Internet (like all completely sane people do). Although this career was inspired by this breakup, Barnes wrote throughout her life, whether it be writing about her school crush in a personal journal, writing stories about her favourite characters, or through a blog writing for strangers on the internet. Clearly, she has always loved exaggerating and being melodramatic in some form. She is constantly seeking out different angles and ways to make her life into content, which she realizes is very likely to be both draining and problematic. Although this further solidifies how melodramatic she can be, it also shows that she is self-aware and knows how annoying and ridiculous she is.

Personal Life

In September of 2005, she went on a weekend retreat with her church's youth group and met a boy named Sam from another church a few hours away. Since he was her own personal kryptonite (kind eyes and curly brown hair), she became very smitten. After he declared his love for her behind a shed during a game of sardines, they spent the weekend flirting (standing near each other) and falling madly in love (they shared cookies under the moonlight). Since that was the good ol'days when social media or texting wasn't really a thing, they spoke just once after that weekend on the phone. They talked about how excited they were to see each other soon and were so excited to be together. After that, they never spoke again. Barnes still wonders what happened to Sam, and sometimes she gets a bit tipsy and searches him on Facebook just for fun, even though she only knows his first name and where he lived. She has not been successful in her investigation.

During her first semester in high school, she fell in love with a boy who worked in the produce section at a grocery store beside her school. Like Sam, he had dark curly hair, which further validated her own personal kryptonite. She, along with her friends, would visit this grocery store and pretend to examine the fruits and vegetables near this boy. After one of her friends were tired of Barnes' antics, she dared her to give him a form of contact. Even though she was shy and quiet in her teens, Barnes did not want to back down from the dare. She purchased a card from the dollar store that had a kitten on it, wrote her middle school email on the inside, and gave it to him. It was no surprise to anyone when she did not receive a response.

From July 1st to July 3rd 2008, she camped out with her best friend to see the Jonas Brothers at the Much Music studios in Toronto. She was front row and during all of the screaming and hysteria, Joe Jonas knelt down in front of her and gave her a white rose. Although she still has the rose to this day, she continues to decline Joe's advances since her heart really belongs to his brother, Nick. This plot has inspired Lifetime movies, a Netflix original TV series, and a soap opera storyline that currently spans over 1,000 episodes. 

She's very close friends with Emma Stone, Ella Yelich-O'Connor (the artist known as "Lorde"), and every cool girl she's ever followed on Instagram. She's also known to have Alexa Chung call her up for style advice and is pen-pals with Cheryl Strayed. 

From her late 20s up until her death, she lived in a cottage in England where she owned a west highland terrier named Olive, drank 47 cups of tea a day, and wrote about her time as a millennial that really loved her life. 

Awards and accomplishments

When she was 12, during her eighth-grade graduation, she won an award from her librarian that, essentially, meant that she read a lot of books. Although this was a lovely gesture, little did that librarian know that she was the one that stole the copy of The Perks of Being A Wallflower because she could not bear to have another person have the copy she read the book for the first time. 

After seeing the premiere of The Theory of Everything, Felicity Jones touched Barnes' shoulder as Barnes wept about the film Like Crazy. She has not washed her shoulder since.

In 2040, she received a Nobel Peace Prize in literature for writing about her life. It created world peace because, since her life was such a joke, it made everyone cringe and laugh. 

death

Barnes died as she lived: by embarrassing herself. From accidentally flashing a parade float during a Christmas parade (who wears dresses in the wintertime with sheer tights?) to completely messing up Nicki Minaj's verse in Monster after trying to impress a boy, to volunteering to act as a horse on-stage at a children's show at 11 years old, it is a surprise that Barnes did not die from embarrassment sooner. Here are just some of the times a piece of her soul died due to embarrassing herself: 

  • When she believed she could avoid 5 months of math homework in 4th grade. She told the teacher she was "working on it" but chose to go home and watch Digimon or read a book. It got to the point where her teacher had to ask her parents to come in for a parent-teacher meeting, and her parents had no idea. She then spent her entire summer catching up and hating every second of it.
  • When, in the green room at a gig of a pop band, she received a lap-dance from the lead singer and her face turned into a tomato. Everyone pointed out her red face, and to this day she cannot listen to their music without remembering that moment. 
  • When her family found her notebook of fanfiction at 10 years old and talked about it at the dinner table. Although the franchise that she wrote about was never disclosed, it is rumoured to be Sailor Moon.
  • And finally, when she went back 4 years into a past love interest's Instagram account and accidentally liked a photo. And when she tried to unlike it very fast, she just ended up liking it for a second time, most likely sending him two notifications. Rest in Peace.

(*Has she mentioned that she's a Scorpio?)

changing of the seasons


"Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years go? What would she think of me now?’" — Sylvia Plath
"The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn’t exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so." — Siegfried Sassoon
The month of March used to consist of some not-so-nice anniversaries; I used to dread the transition of winter to spring and I hated seeing certain dates creep up on the calendar. Recently someone reminded me that anniversaries are about remembering the beginning and using them as a marker for everything else that transpired afterwards, good or bad. They should be used as a way of reflecting on how far you've come and who you have become since that day on that month in that year. I used to feel an itch to write something (that usually sounded like I was trying way too hard to be overly profound and eloquent) as a way to combat how small a lot of those events and anniversaries used to make me feel, but now I'm just remembering that:

To mark an end is to mark a beginning.

Things end and new things begin. Things end and you change because of it. Long gone is the you on that date all those years ago. Things end in order for you to constantly grow and learn and fuck up and start all over again. Sometimes really horrible and shitty things happen that forces you to dig yourself out of it. To mark an end is to mark a beginning. Do not wallow in the past. Stop searching for reasons and excuses to hold on. Use the changing of the seasons to do what trees do in the spring. Lean into your new beginning because to mark an end is to mark also mark a beginning, and spring is a really great time to start fresh.

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