“There’s a real part of me that is Pam and a real part of him that is Jim, and those parts of us were genuinely in love with one another,” she said in response to a fan who asked how close the two were. “But in real life, we aren’t totally Pam and totally Jim, so in real life, we’re not the perfect match.”

I'm the blonde sitting on that large pumpkin. 

To give you an idea of the real start to my childhood, I’ll tell you the story of how I got my name. I was born (surely the happiest day of my parents’ lives, sorry Chrysta) and my Dad literally yelled out ‘Chelsea’. Not because he thought it was a beautiful name full of character and possibility but because it was the name of his favorite European Soccer League team. I’m assuming there were people there to witness the whole thing, so after that my Mom didn’t really have a choice.
 Terrible long-term memory aside, my childhood is what made me who I am today and so there are obviously a few things that will stay with/haunt me forever. Especially Girl Guide Camp.
 Don’t be fooled by the name of it. I know it sounds like a whimsical place where ten-year-old girls make lifelong friends and sing songs while roasting marshmallows every night. All of that may have happened, but it was trumped by having to pee outside in wooden latrines and trying to spread out the food on my plate so that it looked like I ate and enjoyed that weird rice thing. Peeing outside really was the worst though.