i have the right to be pissed off.

Alright heres the thing, you stand up there and expect me to have respect for you because of the bull shit and bad jokes coming out of your mouth! well. i don't. you have done nothing for me, in fact you have pushed me away. you are dead to me. yep, i said it. thats right, i never thought it would come to this. you pull the dearest people out of my life, the ones that matter and care for me like their own and expect me to brush it off. ha. well heres the thing, my dad warned me about people like you. thats why he left long ago, he had the right idea because he doesn't take shit from anybody...and neither do i. My grammie is right she said, "people are just like dogs, some are smart and some are just fucking stupid". there is no reason behind this, this whole earthquake to my life. no closure. nothing. the whole "everything happens for a reason" deal just ticks me off, because let me tell you something. where is the reason? oh wait! there is NONE. good, glad you find joy in taking away the people who accually care about me, if this is your movement and the way you deal with things, i want out, and better yet never in your presence again. screw the fact that it all happens for a reason. i am upset, nothing will altar my life as much as this has so far. if your goal is to keep me away, congratulations mr. you succeeded! because i do not care if this post is not civilized. i have the right to be royally ticked off. and i am. so there you have it.

my pet

Mr. PEEEEVE. pet peeves. we all have them we all hate them. its not a love hate thing, its something we can not stand so here it goes......

guys that don't open doors.

girls that are super skinny and they think they are fat.

fake boobs.

fish net shirts.

fake girls.

juicy couture.

puffy paint.

juicy couture trying to be betsey johnson.

not being able to see the numbers on my locker.

face lifts.

when people don't flush, i mean COME ON!

people who fish for compliments.

hair gel.

when 16 year olds ride motorcycles.

unfaithful people.

liars.

when people don't wash their hands after they pee.

people who think their shit doesnt stink.

people who dont talk.

when their favorite jack johnson song is "banana pancakes".

posers.

comb overs.

scenesters.

copy cats.

the word pedeatritrian.

when guys are douches in front of their friends.

bieber fever.

dark eye-liner.

kiss fm.

tuesday morning.

people who post their sketches/paintings on facebook expecting compliments.

flies.

screamo bands.

guys with overly long hair, we are talking shoulders here.

skinny jeans.

people who think buffalo exchange is the best thrift store.

7 year olds with cell phones.

kids that back talk their parents.

1009 pounds of make-up on one face.

red cup kids (refer to earlier post).

when people talk out of their ass.

kiss ups.

pitty parties.

when starbucks gets my order wrong (this is rare).

people who think they are "photographers" cause they can take a picture of a

flower.

when i see a 9 year old with 350 dollar headphones and an ipad.

bad graphics in second service.

guys asking girls for nudes.

peace signs.

the over-use of the word, "sorry".

lil wayne.

bad friends.

clumped on mascara.

bad jokes.

"gangsters" who are 12.

skulls, unless its on my headphones.

people who can't admit they are wrong.

when adults treat teenagers like five year olds.

10 year olds having sex.

sitting next to someone who lead you on and decided you weren't for them.

ex boyfriends (it needed to be said).

people who need proof 24/7.

cheesy pick up lines.

short short shorts.

stuffed bras.

people who say "i can't"

"sunday morning only" Christians.

bad breath.

when people change for the worse.

SPARKLES OR GLITTER OF ANY SORT.

trashy bikini pictures.

fake tans.

exs that expect you to still hook-up with them.

cigarettes.

when people think me and my sister look the same.

cramps.

when guys say, "you'll be fine"

when my toes get stepped on.

people who take advantage of people.

obama.

This about sums it up. Now i am annoyed.

goodbye.

hot air

Stars, they are just a big ball of hot air. i mean i never thought hot air could make my heart skip a beat when it flashes through the sky. Yes, ladies and gentleman i saw my first shooting star last night around 3am. Either that, or it was a pretty damn fast airplane. I used to wait, and wait and wait at camps and such to see these flying stunners, but never once did i see one. I was in my yard on a rocking chair with a giant fluffy pillow and my blanket just *sitting, waiting and wishing*. (Jack Johnson credit there). Also, you know what else is funny? I didn't make a wish. I was so caught up in the excitement of seeing a shooting star that the obvious response was not WISH. Hot Air can make my heart skip a beat. I guess you can say im easily amused.

the red cup

ok, cool kids. u have a red cup? whoopie de fricken doo! does this alcohol make u cool? ehh id rather not hook up with random people and sell myself like a piece meat. unlike u "red cup kidos" i feel that i am valuable. yes. the whole treasure not target shit but its soo true. i mean think about it, if you were out there looking for a husband now would u want one that has stuck themselves in about every girl out there! NO! i mean come on people, grow a brain and look out for yourself. you want to be some one that can be respected. this is why i am so over high school, so over the cool kids. so over it all. its a giant joke. holding a red cup doesnt make u cool in my department, it just makes u look stupid and immature. that is all.

all at once...1:59am

Honestly, tonight has been hell. I miss knowing what i want to be. i just wish it would come and slap it across my face like BAM! here you go kimberly, here is what God wants you to do in your life, that would be just dandy. I am so over-whelmed and just want to get away. As a person i feel i am super calm, but certain things like deciding what to do with the rest of my life freaks me out. not knowing and being asked freaks me out. my first thought of what i wanted to be a while back was a missionary, but that would not fly with the parentals, then i figured i could put my some what artistic skill to work and be an artist, come to find out that makes little to none on the money scale. honestly, i dont know what i want to do. maybe something with art and well...idk. for now i want to move out and just create and express myself and design and do as i please, but honestly, thats not happening anytime soon. plus, ive had an itch to paint recently and my mother recently kicked me out of the kitchen table where i used to work and now i have no place to go and create, she wanted me to work in the garage but its about 102 degrees there daily. and its hard to create when my brains are sweating on my shirt. i know im complaining, and i should stop, but something about dropping my anger and stress and complete utter confusion into blogger land makes me happy. and as of now its just me and jack johnson awake, no one is onlne...this rarely happens, but there are few insomniacs out there like myself...its only almost two am and im not even close to being tired. you know what else bothers me? fake people. people that love you to your face but talk shit when u show them ur back. people that love you then leave you. people like that are not worth my time. and as a junior in high school i have grown to realize that shit like that happens. and i have to hold onto the ones that do matter, the ones that love fully and cherish me and our memories, the ones that support your wild dreams and tell you its ok to not have it all figured out. i personally dont like planning things out, parental beggs to differ, it loves to plan things out and bugs the shit out of my until i do it. i think its ok to not have a plan. i love art and i want to do something with that. is that so hard to grasp? no, didnt think so.

3:38am

no sleep just thoughts of future, life, love and millions of colors and images swirling and whirling around in my head. Yep, i sound like a friken hippie. awesome. well, i just finished this book "under the overpass" it was one of the most inspiring books i have ever read...check it out people. anywho...i will discuss that another night. i have something a lot more light hearted. i went to disneyland with one of my bestest friends, Cierra Canale. We proceeded to drop our maturity level down to one of a four year old when we walked into disneyland. Something about that place NOT california adventure, but DISNEYLAND makes me feel like everything is going to be ok and i can just laugh and scream "NO LINE!" then run as fast as i can on the ride because no one was in line. The joy of riding thunder mountain over and over and over and thinking of ways to make it better and better like sitting on the very edge of your seat with ur hands out like buzz light-year and screaming "TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!" or just screaming. The ability to turn into a kid again. i love it. I literally skip around main street like there is no wrong in the world. funny right? Well those giant lollipops in the windows still catch my eye and the cool light things where u push the button and the lights swirl around the disney character of your choice are still my favorite thing to pick up in the stores and play with (i still have NEVER bought one...although i think i would be entertained for quite some time). I was able to drive a car alone today. ok, it was an autopia car and i didn't even touch the wheel i just floored it and enjoyed the very jerky and bumpy exhaust smelling thrill. i was happy. i am happy because you know you have a good day at disneyland when ur feet take a deep sigh once you sit on the tram and you can't wait to go home and come back to the park again.



-ps, all the cool disney shirts are only children sizes, luckily i found a children XL...smaller than a adult medium..it worked ..ive always wanted a shirt with Rex, from Toy Story on it!

:)

feels like crap.

this isnt a good feeling i don't want her being upset with me, i didn't want her to think i was doing this. i feel bad. really bad like its 4:55am and i cant sleep because of it bad. i care a lot. and i always will i hope she will see that i do...best friend, you mean the world to me and i love you and care about you always...


awesome, the sprinklers just went on.