Oh,howthetimegoessoslow.

I am obsessed with music. Who isn't? Anyway, I've been feeling a little negative lately...wait, scratch that, not negative, but something sort of like that. Ugh, I hate to post a sob story, but, it feels like I'm not really close to many people. I have my family and all, but, I don't really want to bother them too much, because I know they're busy. Some of my cousins already think they're my only friends... I guess I'm a little insecure. I have friends, don't get me wrong, I'm not a loner, but I don't think it would be right to talk about personal things right after meeting them. I guess I wish I wasn't moving so much. I mean, I see all these people that have known each other for years, and in my heart, I wish, just a little, that I had those things too. Maybe I'm just too block headed. I have my parents, but, I really don't feel like talking to them about my personal feelings all the time.

I know God is always there with me, but it's nice to get a person's opinion, maybe? That makes me sound sort of selfish. Maybe I am. Agh, I need to stop. I just wish I lived closer to the people I know and love. I have that wish a lot. But, I guess I'm stuck here in San Diego to make myself stronger. I'm not a people person, yet I move a lot. How ironic? I don't know, because all of these experiences have made me grow.

Eh, I just went from being all bleh to talking about how...I am lucky? Not lucky, but blessed. There's always this tiny pulling feeling to want MORE though. Resisting is hard sometimes, and I think a lot of people know what I'm talking about. God, I need to stop this self-pity. It's making me all weak. I mean, there are people starving and getting killed in Africa and all, and I'm sitting here complaining. Praying is the best thing I can do right now, instead of writing on this blog. Look, I just gave myself the answer!...

backspace.

I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Kimberly.

I sometimes read, but mostly for school.

I'd like to think I was intelligent, but that's not really true.

I tend to spill and trip over things a lot.

I currently do not have a working camera. So, I take pictures from the internet. Dumb, huh?

I like Hawk Nelson.
Nice to meet you.

Now, what was I supposed to say? I'm not sure if I can go to the funeral. It's really sad. Right when my cousin needs comfort, testing comes along, teachers are panicked, and the students are bombed with piles of homework. I really want to try to go, though.

Oh yeah, I'm not going to youth retreat. My heart sank a little when I read my mom's text saying that there are no make-ups for finals at the end of the year, but I was prepared for that answer. Oh well, everyone can have fun without me. I've already had so many blessings, anyway. I can't always have things I want. I don't want to dwell on this. I've got more important things to think about.

What else? I'm supposed to go to San Francisco for the summer, ditching Comic-con '09 in Sandy Eggo that I was supposed to go to with my friend. (It was a choice.) It's creepy how much I love San Francisco.

Well, summarizing everything, I hope to go to Family Retreat '09, so I don't miss out. I need to get my grades up, or at least do well on the finals, or I'm screwed. School is ending in around three weeks. I should be focusing on much more important things right now, but I can't help it. Oh, well, I should stop wasting time on this post and get going.

Judgement

Today, I met this little six year old girl. You know why I like having conversations with kids of this age? They're fun to talk with because most of them bluntly tell the truth to you.

Me - "Hey, are these shoes dumb or cool?"
Kid-"Dumb."
Me-"Yeah, I thought so."
Kid-"Why are you eating gum?"
Me-"Why are you eating ice cream?"
Kid-"Because I haven't eaten it in a long time. I saw you chewing gum an hour ago."
Me-"Well, gum is okay."
Kid-"You look like my cousin. He has glasses. But he doesn't wear them sometimes."
Me-"I don't wear glasses sometimes either."
Kid-"It's EITHER."
She corrected me on my grammar use.

It's fun hanging out with them. I kind of like to talk to people that are older than me or younger than me. (By a lot) Now, don't get me wrong, I talk to people my own age, I like talking to them, also. Ah, that reminds me of the times my friends and I got kicked out of the library after five seconds or started a fake mosh pit. My new friends are cool, but, they're kind of serious. Wait...I'm getting totally off track here, I was supposed to talk about "The Day of Judgement". You see, I'm going to find out whether I'm going to go to CGCF Youth Retreat '09 tomorrow. Now depending on the answer, I may or may not blog about it that day. By the way, I'm really looking forward to the youth retreat, so I'm going to pray about it - once again.

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Well, this is my first blog, so don't blame me if I do something stupid. Don't you just put your thoughts out loud? First of all, I'm not really doing anything serious, so I might as well tell you the random things I am thinking right now. 1. When I am going to stop blogging, etc. to do my homework.
2. Youth Retreat. (Obviously.)
3. Ha at the person I'm texting right now.
4. I don't feel as crappy as I did the other day.
5. How the heck I already got a bunch of profile views.
6. How science seems like a bunch of crap when you're a simple seventh grader.

Have you ever wondered whether the people of your age think deep thoughts also? Well, they probably do, but it's hard to tell since they're always talking about fictional vampires and people flying around on brooms. Then again, even I usually don't put serious things in mind when I'm speaking to other people, just when I'm talking to myself/God. Well, I would spend a couple more minutes blabbering on about my psychological views, but that would be plain boring for both me and you. Hey, that rhymed!...