Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. - Albert Einstein

A serious post. Humourless. I just need to figure out what's in my own head.
So here goes.

I honestly believe that I'd be miserable, if not for the rush of extreme happiness I feel every second I'm with my boyfriend.

I spend my days working, going on my computer to comb the wall of monotonous and self-absorbed snippets of my friends' and acquaintances' day-to-day lives through Facebook, signing into MSN  to, on the off chance, chat to another human being besides my colleagues and parents, and doing nothing of real productivity... when I'm stuck in my stupid, boring, soul-devouring town.
I'll have the odd day where I'll feel a glimmer of my former depression, and I'll regress to being that insecure, self-conscious bundle of misery and loneliness. But, I can handle these days, being not nearly as frequent as they had been previously.
It feels so stupid, getting worked up over a forehead of pimples, fretting about how I look, obsessing about a slight pot-belly, wondering, and getting paranoid about how other people see me. The truth is, no one is as normal as they appear. Everyone has their insecurities, everyone doubts their abilities, doubts their self-worth, and questions their place in the world, yet sometimes we're so wrapped up in our own paranoia to remember, or notice that in no way are we ever alone in what we feel.
But here I am, here we are, standing in front of a mirror, being dissatisfied with our bodies and self-esteem and making sure that the world doesn't notice just how much crooked teeth and a small pimple can undermine our confidence entirely.
Curse you, society, for setting unrealistic standards of beauty, and giving us unrealistic expectations of ourselves, and those around us.
I've gone a bit off track here, but I'm going to stop blame society and get back to my self-indulgent rant.

I've finally realised how people used to see me during that whole phase of my life for the majority of last year (and to a far lesser degree, the majority of my high school life);
whinging about how miserable I was, feeling numb, crying to anyone who would talk to me for more than 5 minutes, and feeling incredibly sorry for myself for months on end - and I realised the pain being 'in love', and rejection can bring
(making me all the more determined to ensure I never have to feel that way ever again, and as long as Scott's around, I won't.)
I've realised this because one of my friends has decided to do the same - seemingly in a far worse state - due to his own broken heart. The same friend in fact, who turned me into that mess of misery, and self-pity.
So as he's pouring his heart out, a part of me is reveling in it. After all, it's payback, right? He deserves it for what he did to me, right? But that's just the spite talking. A part of me is just so thankful that the shoe is on the other foot, now all is right with the world, and I feel there are no incredible injustices any more and the Karmic Gods have shined upon me for whatever reason.
(in this instance, I'm taking on the 'My Name is Earl' interpretation of how negative Karma works)
...
But having known the very same feelings, I just can't feel that much spite, or enjoy it as much as sometimes I'd like to.

Throughout last year, I gained faith in a God, and almost immediately lost it.
I don't feel I'll ever regain it. I still don't understand how a good, just God would allow people to suffer every day as millions do.
(I think God just punished me for saying that by making me tip my entire plate of dinner over the front of myself. o_0)

Anyway.
I usually deal with these old negative feelings by listening to hours worth of The Beatles, and if I'm in the mood, Queen. Mostly because If I was the sort to drown my sorrows in 'Baby' By Justin Bieber, I'd shoot myself in the head.

I've also been thinking about how worrying it is that one person alone, has the power to control your happiness with their mere actions. I have people in my life who hold so much of this power in their hands; if they suddenly decided to leave me forever, it would just shatter me, and the reality is that I rely on people more than anything else to keep my sanity, to allow me to smile, and live my life happily. It's so much power, and sometimes I wonder if the people close to me realise how tight of a hold they have on it. It frightens me. I think I have some kind of eratic phobia of losing people. Sometimes it just consumes me completely.
I'm 99% sure this stems from being bullied for most of my school life by 'friends' and being terrified that these 'friends' will someday abandon me completely, rather than just emotionally abandon me - so naturally, I clung to them, like a sane person... *cough*
So now, having finally made friends who actually treat me as an EQUAL - I'm absolutely GOD DAMN TERRIFIED of them leaving me, more-so than before, because they're people that actually LOVE me! Thanks, former 'FRIENDS'!
*enthusiastic thumbs up*

"I'm dying on the inside"

- Tony the Tiger

(He's a recurring character, I've decided)

Anyway, I'm going on some sort of failed-attempt-at-humour tangent now, SHIT! Musn't let myself get TOO happy!

Eh. Rant over.
Here's some photos that I love from a recent party
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When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened - John M. Richardson, Jr.

I haven't updated this thing in MONTHS.
So this is just an update of my life ... as of now and all the things in between now and the last time I posted... *checks* February 13th... WOW!
THAT LONG!? Holy sweet Jesus!
I fail.

Anywho, moving on.
I now look like this as an EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD! HELLS YEAH BOYYYYYYYYY!
Now I can legally buy alcohol, get my P's when I get 115 more practice hours... Ahem.
And... well, I'm an adult. *Puts sunglasses on to automatically look cool*

Being awesome on a break at my new job

I didn't make a face. The wind changed after my jaw dislocated.

I got a job at Officeworks, casual, but maybe soon part time.
Scott's at universtiy 4 days a week.
We've been together for over 4 months now. :)
Together, we look like this:
:)

                 /^\                                                   
You wish you were this awesome.

Let's see... what else.

Oh. In a few months Katie and I will be finding a place and moving to outer Melbourne together.

With her boyfriend Jordan most likely.

We are going to have the best house/flat/living space EVER! YEAAHHH BO- I'll stop that now.

Hmmm...

Still unsure whether or not I will undertake further study next year.

Haven't really given that much thought lately, pretty preoccupied.

My sleeping pattern is pretty normal now. So that's just rockin' hot.

Oh yeah, you know it is. It's so damn hot you could fry a freaking EGG on it and then sprinkle it with salf and pepper... and serve it with a side of bacon... Beearrrrrbee food.

Oh. And it's not news, but talking like a pirate is the nuclear bomb.

It's bitchin' as much as Kyle Sandilands.

I'm ashamed of myself for these jokes. *Takes off sunglasses* Not on my A- Game. Certainly not.

More like My F-game. Blech.

In other news... RUN FOR YOUR FREAKING LIVES, THEY'RE MOVING IN FOR THE ATTACK!!!

That's right. Fishzilla.You saw it with your own eyes! ... well, you saw it on a news website WITH YOUR OWN EYES!

Seriously, the thought that snakes (One of the things I'm ridiculously freaked out/scared by) and fish are making mutant hybrid baby monster mutant abominations of God sent from hell *breathe* just makes me want to hide under my bed covers (after lifting them, shining a light under them and making sure there DEFINITELY aren't any spiders in there) and cry until I'm forcefully removed... or I see a spider in there.

That's the degree of fear I'd be dealing with. Arrrrrrrr! (talkin' like a pirate, see what I mean?) *returns sunglasses to face*

Awwwwwww yeaaahhhhhhh. ;)

Oh, and I know Steve will read this now, so HI STEVE! Play chess with me and lose unpurposefully, k? 

:D

 You wish you had my mad chess skills.

Anyway.

I know you're all pumped to hear about Pokémon from me, so for Scott, I PROMISE to tell you all about my... birthday present from Liam, Shane and Scott...

See, now you're intrigued and anticipatedy.

;)

[Unrelated Sidenote: I only just realised the reason my keyboard shortcut for the 'é' in 'Pokémon' of 'Alt + 233' on the number pad, was because I had somehow trained my brain to forget there was ever a 0... and it should in fact be 'Alt + 0233' Silly, silly Kim.]

I'm bored and tired.

So I'm a bit over this.

the point is, a fair bit has changed, and I'm pretty much the happiest I've ever been. :)

PS. This is the most awesome quote website ever.

*PLUG PLUG PLUG*

See you later, alligator,

:D

- Kim.

Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That's why it is a comfort to go hand in hand - Emily Kimbrough

Today I woke up, read a message from Meg and went online. I'm feeling low. I read Katie's blog about what she'll miss, and even though I was only mentioned once, for 2 sentences, I realised how much I miss her and don't want to lose her. *Sigh* She'll come back on most weekends, yes, but my weekends have pretty much been reserved for spending time with Scott.
She lost her phone and doesn't have her own computer... so... well, how can I keep in touch? :(
There's so much I want to say to her and tell her about and laugh with her about...
Like the time when we acted ninja secret agent and stealthed about the school during class, creeping along walls and peering around the corner before we'd sprint to the next wall... because we're awesome.

Katie
August 29, 2009

Katie, I love you, you're so fantastic
even though sometimes we're a little bit spastic.
You've been an amazing friend,
one of the best I've ever had,
It can't have been fun seeing me a little sad.
But you're always there,
to pick me up when I fall,
one of the reasons I love you most of all.

You are truly beautiful, in every single way,
that's something I'm certainly not afraid to say.
Your smile warms my heart
and it is so very often,
I'll treasure the times we've spent;
they'll never be forgotten.

I just want to say I don't want you to change,
I love that you can be a little bit strange.
I'll always be here, whenever you're distressed,
trying my hardest to return you to your best.

You inspire me beyond compare,
and help to pick me up in times of despair.
You’ve a beautiful heart, there is none equating.
Thank you for being my beautiful Katie.

Come back real soon, okay? ♥

- Kim

Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained - Arthur Somers Roche

So I've spent pretty much the last 3 straight weeks with my boyfriend, his house and my own, despite them being 4 hours away.
Much fun was had playing wii, camping, watching movies, watching season 2 of Heroes, playing the DS, visiting the city, going to gatherings with his friends, going to the cinema to see Toy Story 1 and 2 in 3D, lazing about the house etc, etc.
Too bad Scotty got tonsillitis and had frequent headaches. :(
But I can deal with a grumpy Scott :)
Oh, and did I mention I was exposed to at least 10 different kinds of pokemon themed activities!?
Let's count, shall we?

1. Pokémon Colosseum 
2. Pokémon Stadium (I won)
3. Pokémon Master Trainer boardgame (SEVEN HOURS of painful exposure)
4. Trip to the city for the sole purpose of buying the Pokémon Platinum Official Game Guide
5. Pokémon Platinum
6. Pokémon Ranger - DS
7. Pokémon Mystery Dungeon something about Exploring Sky...
8. Pokémon: "The Rise of Darkrai" movie.
9. Pokémon Fire Red
10. Pokémon songs on youtube (AND their German versions!)

He's lucky I love him so much. :P ♥
In all serious, there's more, (Like bidding on Pokémon games on Ebay) but that's just to prove my point.
I'm Pokémoned out.
Well and Truly.

I regaled Steven of such details who then said something boring about wrestling.
Kim says: I don't know if pokemon or wrestling is worse :P
Steve says: combination?
Kim says: yes, both is going to make my head explode.
Steve says: Pokemon Wrestling

Oh dear Lord.
Is there anything more frightening?
I knew then, that I was in hell.

I shudder at the thought of what kind of twisted person created this monstrosity.
I bet he eats children's brains and watches The View.

Moving on.

I'll be needing to look for a full time job asap.
And Scott starts uni in a couple of weeks.
And he'll be looking for a job too.
And it'll be much harder to see him frequently.
So all I've done since I got home from spending 3 weeks with him is watch Family Guy, go on the interwebz til 2am and play my guitar.
I'm starting to set back into my old lifestyle already.
Thinking about the future does that to me - makes me miserable :/

It's kind of a catch 22 though, the more time I spend not looking for a job (being around Scott) the less time I have to actually get a job and make enough money so I can move to Melbourne, prepare myself for furthering my education and in effect - being closer to Scott. *sigh*
Hurts my head to think about it. I'm not even sure if that made sense.
No silly drawings today either; not in the mood.

 *dying sounds* 

- Kim

A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in - Robert Orben

Whoa, Nelly! It's been quite a while since I blog posted. I've been camping with Scott's familly, and I've visited Scott, and I've had Scott visit me. :D
And not blogging is the sacrifice I must make if  I want to see him frequently. (Cruel, isn't it?)

So. Camping. Well.
It was. So. Damn. Hot.
So our only relief was the freezing cold river which wasn't even deep enough to drown ourselves in, as another means of escaping the swelteringly cruel, harsh, drug addict, filthy excuse for a star, horrible derelict sun. Hmm...I apologise, I got a bit carried away there. Point is it was hot. Yes. Ahem.
Moving on...

On the second day we went biscuiting

I believe this is a fairly accurate portrayal of what I looked like during the *pumps arm* 'Rough water' part of biscuiting.

If only I was a Peanuts character

Anywho, I've wasted way too much time doing this when I should be getting ready to go to town to visit the lovely, irrepressible @Meg.

(If this was facebook, I would toast tag her @ style)

Better make it quick...

Loud music blasting from 'neighbours' until 4am is not fun. Especially when it happens the SECOND night too!

Grrrr.

Lolol Scott was all preparing me for kneeboarding saying I shouldn't be disappointed if I don't get up because it takes a few tries and it's hard to get up at first.

I toast got up on my first try. I felt that waggling my tongue from my wide open mouth was an appropriate way to express my profound pride and ... well, rubbing it in... maybe a little bit...

Ahem. But... I'm not THAT competitive...

*waits for the unanimous reply of "HELLS YEAH YOU ARE!"*

Okay, well yes.

I might have an overly-detailed account of camping some other day... cbf that shit. (the f stands for frying-pan)

Believe me though, I WANTED to write a long, detailed blog about my camping trip and any other random things to pop into my close-to-mentally-unbalanced mind but I have to attend to my social life.

Picking Scotty up from the train station at 5:20pm tonight :)

Even though I saw him yesterday, I'm still excited. We're going to watch Heroes :D

"Keep on trucking",

-Kim

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better - Henry Rollins

So, I'm sitting at home alone on a Saturday night because all my friends are busy.
It's a wonderful feeling to know your friends are out having fun and you're stuck at home. :/
You know, despite the crippling feelings of loneliness.
So tonight I'm watching Back To The Future 2 and eating pretzels. What a completely not pathetic life I have.


I think now I'll watch Spider-man, all this talk of the reboot has made me realise I haven't watched it in months.

An artistic depiction of actual events which actually occurred:

Well, what a boring night.
Drawing in MS paint... takes forever!

I'm going camping in a week :D
With Scott's family, Tayla and Shane.
I'm pretty excited. I haven't been camping in ... at least a year!
And on thursday I'm hanging out with Katie and we're going to see Toy Story 1 & 2 in 3D *Very happy face*
I'm also very excited for this.

Now I'ma eat some boysenberry ice cream :)
(No, my mood hasn't picked up, I just like ice cream.)

Zomg, short post today, miracles do come true.


Look out! Here comes the Spider-man!

-Kim

Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives - C. S. Lewis

Okay, so I'm slightly happier tonight. And I apologise for last night's... well, cold, raging rant of fury.
I promise this one will be happier.
Anywho, right now I'm watching 'Ghost' On TV. It's disturbing.
My summation of the intro:

"Oh no, I wrecked your pot, sex me."

Okay, so about my 5 days with Scotty.
Let's get back on that, shall we?
Train rides suck. But I arrived at the Station to find a practically BALD Scott! :P
Well, not bald he's just got short hair now.
Then... YAYMOREPUBLICTRANSPORT!
Anyway, eventually we got back to Scott's and I'm pretty sure we watched Heroes for a few hours.
"YAKAH!" Hiro is epically awesome.
And Peter Parker. (Petrelli)
But definitely Hiro.

Hmmm That night we had BBQ :)
And Paul threw his questions on me. This sparked a debate about what would be the best piece of office equipment to be, and why. Don't ask.

Let's see. Oh, then we played Super Mario Galaxy. I fail at it.
I fail more at Super Mario Bros. 3.
I mean, I died more than SHANE!
That's embarrassing ;)

More events:

• Eastland "Do you like fairies?" - Asked by a makeup girl.

• Captain America's - Tons of crazy American crap on the walls... and ceiling
  And the burgers were as big as my face.

• Liam's!-
  Brawl on an enormous projector screen for hours. Pure flipping WIN.
  Seriously, it was awesome, you only had to swap controls if you came second.
  And swimming in the pool in 40+degree heat.
  

"HIGH PRESSURE...BOMBARDMENT! BOMBARDMENT!"

Man that got annoying. Getting hit with foam actually hurts. So does being blasted in the face with water from 1cm away. SHANE!
Speaking of Shane, I'm lucky to be alive. He basically drowned me.
But Liam's probably going to read this. He should know his house is damn awesome.

I could go on.
And I will for a bit longer.

• Assassin's Creed II is awesome. I love it. ♥
   
• Wii Sports bowling has left me in pain.
  

• (Read: Katie, you fail at baseball)
   
• Falcon Battle was probably one of the greatest things ever.
  Suck it Steve. >:D
  You should know I had a pure moment of ecstasy when I hit you with my falcon car.
  It was like shooting your ridiculously high ego in the face.
  No hard feelings? :)

• Watching Scotty and Shane sing and dance 'That Don't Impress Me Much' and 'Man I Feel Like a Woman' by Shania Twain was just...
  Disturbing.

This is turning into a long post, so I'll finish by saying:
Today I went shopping, I got pajama shorts, a shirt and trackies. :D

Oh, and

I missed Scotty a lot. ♥

Probably going camping next week

:)

Okay, so you're Brad Pitt?
That don't impress me much.

-Kim

Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live - Oscar Wilde

 *Singsong voice*
I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.
From spending 5 days with Scotty. :)
And what an awesome 5 days they were.

The main thing I have to say... and I really can't stress this enough...

I FLIPPING HATE TRAINS!

Especially ones that take 3 hours to get to their destination. I hate bus detours more than trains though.

They're even worse, because you're forced to sit next to someone, you have no room to sleep, and it takes that much LONGER to get to where you want to go!

And not only that, there's weirdos on the metro trains.

2 out of the 3 times I travelled on the metro train and we were confronted by creepy men who would ask random unnecessary questions and creep me out.

Like shouting from at least 10 seats away about how Scott and I met each other. And what our names were. And slurring something about me. (I later found out that he said I had a beautiful smile... I respect his opinion)

His name was Peter and he reeked of booze. Lovely.

Read: The next part of this post may get considerably angrier

GOD FLIPPING DAMN IT! 

What the hell is wrong with some people?!

How can people be so flipping self absorbed!? It amazes me why there are people like that in the world.

People who just CAN'T see reason, or admit they're wrong or apologise when they're in the wrong.

It makes me so damn mad. They only care about their own feelings and disregard everyone else's!

I could honestly throw a chair.
(Here you go, Liam)

"What's he doing with that chair?"

Anyway.
Well I think I'll write a better post tomorrow night.
I'm too pissed off to even TRY to fail at being witty or funny.

-Kim

Insanity is the only sane reaction to an insane society. - Thomas Szas

I'm breaking my promise. *Pause for shocked and appalled reactions* That's right.
I have nothing interesting to blog about tonight other than my own boring life and since I didn't blog last night, as I was sick *sadpuppydogeyes* (and also, well cbf doing that shit), I'm making up for it by making this post TWICE as self involved and arrogant.
I'm really that egotistical! Or am I? Well no, I have cripplingly low self esteem much like Company mascots who endorse sugar-filled food. (They hide it well) :D

 "I'm dying on the inside"

-Tony the Tiger

 Anywho, I'm going off on some kind of tangent here. Let me subtely segue the conversation to the matter at hand. (Subtley) So, how about that Tony Abbot, he sure has trouble making up his mind about things, what an ignorant scalawag. You know who else has trouble making up their minds about things? My parents! (See what I did thar?)
My parents have now decided (after much debating and arguing I can tell you) that they WILL financially support me until I am stable myself after I move. Not mentally stable of course, we all know that's not going to happen.

I'm too poor for Photoshop, Okay?
STFU

 AAAAAAAAAAAAnywho. So I've been pretty damn stressed out about the whole 'Moving, applying for TAFE, getting a fulltime job' thang. I'm sure I don't need to draw you another picture of this...

I spent my day waking up at 10, gargling salt water, partially cleaning my room *productiveface*, gargling salt water, packing for my 5 day stay at Scotty's (More excitement about that later), gargling salt water and doing dishes. And gargling salt water.
"WHY OH WHY HAVING YOU BEEN GARGLING SALT WATER KIM?! ARE YOU GOING TO DIE!? DO YOU HAVE SOME KIND OF DISEASE WHICH WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DO NOT GARGLE SALT WATER EVERY FEW HOURS?! WHY DO PEOPLE FIND DAVID LETTERMAN FUNNY?!" I hear you ask.
Firstly, stop yelling at me; it's rude.
Secondly: the answer to most of those questions is I have tonsillitis AGAIN!
*incoherent rage in the form of rambling and nonsensical vowels and consonants put together sequentially*
(Translation: IFDKFJWLORJFWEPRJFWPRJWJFJSLFKSJLFJSLSLLLSALASEJLAAFP!!!)
I say most because I don't think anyone knows why people find David Letterman funny. Just one of those mysteries of the universe like The meaning of life and the reason people actually willingly listen (AND PAY TO LISTEN) to Miley Cyrus screech into a microphone.
Seriously, she sounds like a drowning cat giving birth to a full-grown midget whilst a bearded Scottish man wearing an accordian steps on its tail. (I've done my research)

Now that I've gotten two subjects of hatred out of the way, I can breathe a little better and should probably stop standing on my chair.

I'm seeing my boyfriend tomorrow. I haven't seen him since new years. :)

I'm majorly excited. *Returns to standing on chair*

This will also mean I won't blog until Wednesday night.

Enjoy the temporary lapse of insanity.

(Good Lord, I've used a lot of brackets in this post.)

"And that's the way the cookie crumbles",

-Kim

EDIT: Ben might read this... so all credit regarding the Tony Abbot reference goes to him because I read it in his facebook status rant. I don't want him to sue me. Or as the youtubers say "I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!"

In certain trying circumstances, urgent circumstances, desperate circumstances, profanity furnishes a relief denied even to prayer. - Mark Twain

Kim. Is. Mad.

HULK SMASH!
*RAGE*

Here we can see the subtle and seemless change of skin pigmentation, hair length and colour, and gender of myself once I have become some overcome with rage and fury that I am literally on the verge of exploding.
Let's pretend the bald, wrinkly man is a metaphor for my plans and goals of which I'd aspired to achieve this year.
They're on the verge of suffering death by asphyxiation. Or ARE they? (They are)

This was an accurate representation 2 years ago, I like to think I've learnt to control my anger since then.

The reason for my sudden, spontaneous outburst is because my parents have decided they will not financially support me, nor emotionally support me in my plans and decisions to move out and move to the city.

This now means I am in fact so angry I can't talk to them, and my inner psyche is the one who violently slams the doors behind me and scoffs when they try to communicate with me.
I swear it's not me.

Now I suppose I'll be finding a full time job in Shepp-hole-town until I can financially support myself enough to move out.
The most annoying thing about this is I'll be conforming to my parents wishes and doing EXACTLY what they want. Those crafty, manipulative fiends.
(God help me if they actually read this blog) *loosens collar*

The WORST part about living in this God forsaken town longer (Apart from the opportunity to achieve success) is it will make it MUCH harder to visit/be visited by my boyfriend.
Fail. Fail whale. Fail whale to an epic scale.


I PROMISE next post I'll stop being so self-involved and post something of interest.
Until then, here's some of my favourite sites to crack me up and add to my insanity:
(No pun intended)

Lamebook
Cracked
Something Awful - Comedy Goldmine

Kim feels much anger
parents; they're unsupportive
RAASGHRKHTKEFHKHDSAKJDHASKD!

It's my haiku, I hope you like it. :)


And I'm Ron Burgandy. Go fuck yourself San Diego. ♥

-Kim

Stress is nothing more than a socially acceptable form of mental illness - Richard Carlson

Stressful day.
I've decided what I'm going to do with myself this year.
I'm going to move out, do a media course at Tafe, get a part-time/casual job.
And live in a share house, renting a room.
These are big decisions.
This has been me for the last 2 days :


Not even kidding. I went pixelated and was sucked into the computer as a paint image as a singular, body and neckless head. Not even joking.
'Twas quite the ordeal I can tell you.




This shall be me by the end of the month :

Do you notice the subtle differences?
In case you don't, then to hell with you, buy some glasses, blindy-mcblind-blind.





Tomorrow I'll be calling the TAFE and arranging an interview. "Media sounds fun!" What else can I tell them that might sound remotely convincing? "I programmed Adobe Photoshop"? "I, alone invented the portable cam corder."
I'm liking that last one, let's hope that sticks!

Tomorrow I'll also probably be calling potential tenants who might rent poor, little ol' me a room for a year! Wish me luck! *avoids picturing myself at the end of the month*

Fare thee well, Ogre.

-Kim

P.S. if I keep sucking on this candy cane, It'll eventually be sharp enough to cut people.
... things* :D

Camping: nature's way of promoting the motel industry - Dave Barry

Hello my blog-a-log-frog-grog-hog-pog-wog. (Not that I'm a racist, or a specist, it's just fun to rhyme) Hmmm. I've had a stressful day, yet it was entirely uneventful. I was invited to go camping with a few friends but only given minimal details so I didn't know ANYTHING. I might still go camping. If I can get a lift, I'll just have to wait for a message to let me know if someone could take my poor, sorry, licenseless ass. Not much to report today, I fell asleep watching 'Don't Forget the Lyrics', I was grossed out by raw chicken legs as I marinated them and I moped about the house trying to decide what to do about my troublesome predicament of a conundrum!

When I return. Well, maybe I'll rave about something or have a camping story about getting lost in the woods and being mauled by a vicious serial killer who hides out in a cabin miles from reality as a way to avoid going to jail - now he's just a bearded freak who collects children's skulls and smells vaguely like peppermint and raspberries as he runs from the law.



My artistic rendition of:
Larry The Psychopathic Slaughterer ^


Salutations humanoids.

-Kim

The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time. - Abraham Lincoln

Today was for the majority, a boring day. But I've spent several hours trying to learn about uni courses or tafe courses I might be able to apply for, It made my brain hurt but Meg helped me try to figure it out so that was a huge help. The parents are rather reluctantly letting me go to the uni of my choice and live where I like, maybe they'll come around eventually. I hope so.

Ah well. My main drama for the night is watching Jaws. Good Lord it scared me stupid. He was eaten. Alive. Whole! Good God. Imagine watching that! If I had to be honest, I was hiding behind my hands by that time. I am weak.
Here is my artistic rendition of that movie:


Well, I think it's a masterpiece, but you can beg to differ if you should so please to. *deathstare*
On an unrelated note, my boyfriend keeps reminding me "5 days" until I take the train to visit him for a few days. *chuckles*
He's so cute.

Hopefully tomorrow will be more eventful, maybe look up unis a bit more and watch some scrubs and Death Note. Death note is much less exhausting with an English dub, but I loved it long before that. ♥
I apologise for my post with lack of wit and humour.
Maybe I'll be funnier tomorrow. *shrug*
Toodle-ooh citizens of the planet Earth situated in the Milky Way galaxy in the wondrous universe.

- Kim

An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves. - Bill Vaughn

Good morning, Vietnam! Well, actually, it's 10pm at night, and I'm in Australia so that greeting is completely invalid. Anywho, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Welcome to 2010. I've been flat out the last few days. My boyfriend and his best friend came to stay for a couple nights. Nothing like watching youtube stuff for hours on end and seeing Sherlock Holmes for free. Which is exactly what we did, might you believe. I recommend Sherlock Holmes, it lived up to my expectations and had quite a few funny moments in it actually. "DISCOMBOBULATE!" *Chuckles heartily* Do go see it!

So, regarding New Years eve. I spent the day with a few friends roaming about the town causing mischief and causing all sorts of tomfoolery. The evening was spent with my two best friends, my boyfriend and various other people I didn't have the slightest idea might have existed until last night! Definitely the best NYE ever. Much better than the last. For reasons I won't go into. It's just not a NYE party if you're not comforting one of your best friends whilst he throws his guts up and simultaneously compliments and insults you; 'tis the mark of a good year to come!

I know I should have some new years resolutions, but other than get a job and some independence I can't really think of anything that great. Maybe I don't need any. Ah well. *shrug* Maybe it'll just happen itself. I like focusing on my relationship and getting a job at the moment. These things are most important to me right now. ♥

- Kim