Inside Kimmy's Mind

Ever since my sisters and I were young, we have loved matching. We basically try to match as much as possible. Of course we didn’t get this way on our own. I think it started with our mom. She used to dress us in matching outfits when we were kids. Then it somehow was programed into Mija’s mind that matching was necessary. Now that we are older it hasn’t changed a bit. I think its gotten stronger.

We like to match each other. Because we like most of the same things so its not hard to match. One of the most recent items we are currently matching is bentos. Mija just got hers in the mail Monday and we just had to take pictures of them all together. We now each have an actual bento and silverware to go with it. YAY! I know you are probably thinking wow you three are weird. Although that part is true, I think we are awesome. >_< When we match stuff we usually match by our favorite colors. Mija is blue, Kat is red, and I am green. We intend to match according to colors and personality. I don’t see matching as a bad thing. I like that we like similar things. It makes us brings us closer as sisters. Well anyway Kat made our lunches for today, I usually just eat whatever we have. But today I actually had something waiting for me. I felt so special today.

Anyway I am applying for a job at my school. I want to work in the library I hope I get the job. I am afraid that they will want someone more qualified. I don’t really have job experience besides sitting for my neighbors cat. But anyway I am hoping to get accepted and have the job for however long they let me. I mean I’m not just looking for a summer job. I want it even when I start full time classes in the fall. I will only take like one or two classes during the summer. Today I took my laptop to English. I made a sleeve for it so it wouldn’t be as obvious that I was carrying a laptop. It matches my external hard drive case with some Beatles fabric to keep it closed. I got really annoyed when making this sleeve. I am still learning on how to make things with my sewing machine. But I am so glad that I have it. You have no idea how many times its come in handy. Plus it is a nice new hobby, no matter how frustrated I get.

Papers to write:

• Drama essay for English class
• Story essay for SciFi class
• Essay for Scholarship
• Bio for Gulf volunteer stuff (this one also needs a picture of me attached)

Books to read:

• The Moon is a harsh Mistress (for class)
• All Together Dead (for me)
• Graveyard Book (for me)
• Sunshine (for me)
• From Dead to Worse (for me)

Lets just say that my “for me” list is rather long and leave it at that. I know I should be reading the book I have to read for class. But it is boring. -_- Ok so I’m not giving it a fair chance, but I’d rather be reading a book about vampires or ghosts. Sigh ok ok I will try to force myself to read this book for the sake of my grade. Gosh being a good student is tough work. >_<

Ok I thought my new friend was ignoring me because she had stopped texting me. It turns out she is grounded due to some stuff. Her parents have taken pretty much every form of communication and transportation and entertainment device from her. Why are all parents just perfect at giving the,”I am so disappointed at you,” look. I mean like grounding isn’t enough they also have to make you feel more like shit. Why do that? And the answer to that question is usually, “You will understand when you have children of your own.” But what if I don’t have children? Huh? Parents don’t think of that do they? They answer questions like that not expecting to have an answer to give you. Right? I think that’s how parents see it. But I wouldn’t know since I don’t have children of my own. I really hate when parents overreact, however this also makes me appreciate my parents more. They are overprotective and they can overreact at times, but they are awesome.

Could this entry be any longer? lol I better get some sleep, I think I have to discuss my document tomorrow. I hate having to speak out loud in class. I don’t have to say much, but I never got over the shaky voice, sweaty hands syndrome when involving speaking aloud. Plus I think its because is in that class. Because when I have to speak out loud in English, I’m fine. But I guess that’s because its my opinion and in History its not. lol Ok enough blogging.

And to think this entry could just keep going and going. I might never have stopped. lol jk Have fun reading this entry. If you read the entire entry then comment with this —> *-* Hopefully you don’t just read the ending and then comment. But people don’t comment any way so whats the point right? Ok good night world. In Neil Gaiman’s words, “Dream dangerously.” Whatever that means.