Friday, December 10, 2010
Taking off to Thailand!
I just bought my plane tickets on Saturday! I'll be leaving on January 12, and I'm pretty darn excited about it. I'm going to keep everybody updated about my experience on my new blog: www.sixmonthsinsangkhla.blogspot.com. It's not completely up and polished yet, but I've got a got a good start on it, so go check it out!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Kimberly-loo doesn't know what to do....
I learned about a method of journal writing yesterday in which you time your self for five minutes and write everything that comes to your mind. Uncensored, unedited, unridiculed. I want to try that today. So here we go--a leap into Kimber's subconcious:
Boing. Boing. Boing. Boing.....I tried to put my hair in sponge curlers last night. Actually, I didn't try. I really DID put sponge curlers in my hair....when I took them out this morning I looke like a clown. Except I didn't have face paint. I spent the rest of my morning trying to fix what had taken me a good hour or so the night before. stupid stupid. boing boing...
Two free movie tickets. What am I going to do with them? Eli and I are broken up, but even if we WEREN'T he's eight hours away in Idaho where he could watch a movie for less money than the gas would cost to come here and watch a free one. Stupid. Stupid....boing. haha....this is silly...I can't believe I'm actually going to post this on my blog. I just feel bad that I haven't posted anything for so long. So this will have to do.
It's not like there is nothing going on in my life. I do all kinds of things....facebook....text....play piano....clean my room. But which of those sounds like it would be an interesting thing to write about? None of them. That's right.....
My birthday was Sunday. I didn't like it. I'm now 21. It surprises me that every year my birthday seems to be less of a big deal. I really could care less about it. Well, that's not true....maybe I just have high hopes for it that I know won't happen, so I dread the day it comes, because I know I'll only be disappointed. Probably. Maybe. Boing.
One more minute left. This is harder than it looks...or sounds...or something. Oh....just kidding there's only a few seconds left......blank...blank.......clock.....I want to start a jazz group here. That would be fun.
Done.
Boing. Boing. Boing. Boing.....I tried to put my hair in sponge curlers last night. Actually, I didn't try. I really DID put sponge curlers in my hair....when I took them out this morning I looke like a clown. Except I didn't have face paint. I spent the rest of my morning trying to fix what had taken me a good hour or so the night before. stupid stupid. boing boing...
Two free movie tickets. What am I going to do with them? Eli and I are broken up, but even if we WEREN'T he's eight hours away in Idaho where he could watch a movie for less money than the gas would cost to come here and watch a free one. Stupid. Stupid....boing. haha....this is silly...I can't believe I'm actually going to post this on my blog. I just feel bad that I haven't posted anything for so long. So this will have to do.
It's not like there is nothing going on in my life. I do all kinds of things....facebook....text....play piano....clean my room. But which of those sounds like it would be an interesting thing to write about? None of them. That's right.....
My birthday was Sunday. I didn't like it. I'm now 21. It surprises me that every year my birthday seems to be less of a big deal. I really could care less about it. Well, that's not true....maybe I just have high hopes for it that I know won't happen, so I dread the day it comes, because I know I'll only be disappointed. Probably. Maybe. Boing.
One more minute left. This is harder than it looks...or sounds...or something. Oh....just kidding there's only a few seconds left......blank...blank.......clock.....I want to start a jazz group here. That would be fun.
Done.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Oh I wonder wonder who...ba doo doo who? Who wrote the book of Love? And what the heck is Love anyways?
So the semester is almost over (BIG sigh)...and I've been dating this amazing kid named Eli for the past three months. He is amazing. He IS. He' s incredibly intelligent. He's studied Latin, Hebrew, AND Greek. He looks like a GQ model (he even leans on walls like one). He is a great conversationalist. He's athletic. He smells good. He's a tenor. He's creative. Kind. Hardworking. Down-to-earth. And he's dating a girl named Kimber.
People are starting to ask where this relationship is headed, and I don't really know what to tell them. I guess there are only two ways the relationship can go.
I'm not against the idea of marrying him (see above description to understand why)...but at the same time, I'm not sure I have a desire to. Shouldn't love be something more than a person matching (or even exceeding) your checklist? We get along great...and we share a lot of interests and beliefs. Almost everyone that sees us together thinks we make a great couple. We do. Even I know that. So....why am I not more giddy about this relationship?
I know that relationships aren't always perfect, but shouldn't there be some kind of fireworks thing going on? Am I crazy? Maybe I've watched one too many chick flicks and I'm confused about what a healthy relationship is? Might there be someone better out there for me?
I don't know...maybe I should just go to bed. =)
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
One BIG sigh of relief.
SIGH.
I'm practically done with finals. One more final today, one tomorrow....white glove....and then: Chicago, here I come!!!! Is it weird that I'm really looking forward to a ten-hour bus ride on Sunday?
Monday, March 1, 2010
Sleep....ZZZ
Hey, I'm doing a research project on sleep for my English class. It would be a great help if you would take my survey in the upper left corner of this page. Thanks! I love you all =)
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