Read, But Don't Give Me Hell!!!!

I haven't posted a blog with a point in a while. So I think I've been blogging long enough that I am no longer introducing myself to the world of blogging.

So I'm going to talk about religion.

I am a confirmed Catholic in the church's eyes. Now, it's a great thing to have. I can get married in the church, I can be a godparent or sponsor, etc. It's fantastic that I would be able to offer that to many of the people I know and love.

Now, the certificates I have and the countless times I have sat through a sermon really don't really have anything to do with what I truly believe in my heart. I'm sure many people would agree. What I've done isn't really a commitment to a religion, but to my family.

I'm agnostic. I'm not a true Catholic. I have no problem with homosexuals, sex before marriage, and missing church on Sundays. I don't believe that a god could've seen one person and decided she alone was good enough to have his kid. And I can't believe he'd love that one kid more than the others, enough to give him special powers over the others.

That's why I decided I didn't believe. I don't want to undermine anyone else's beliefs, but that's what I believe. I know that some people say that because I made my confirmation I CAN'T be agnostic. Not true. I went through the motions, all the while believing something else. And somedays it's hard knowing I'm different from what my parents expect me to be.

I believe in science. That's another reason. There's too much evidence that puts the Bible/Torah/Other religious scriptures down the drain. THIS IS WHAT HAS BEEN PROVEN AND COMMONLY ACCEPTED BY MOST EVERYBODY!!!! They are FACTS. What we base the whole ground of our modern society on. We don't pay taxes so poverty-ridden fairies and buy their bread from the elves, right? We live in a world where we depend on facts. These are the facts.

I am not an atheist (a believer in NO god). An atheist has to know more about what they are talking about. The point of being agnostic is being unsure.

I hold onto the things I have in the Catholic community because maybe one day some kind of commitment spark will hit me. Y'know?

It's just the way it is.

Lunchtime Blogging

BOO!!!!

Lunchtime Blogging!

I just got out of Social Studies in the computer. It's time for lunch and so I just went back up to the computer lab. And, as if by luck I ran into......

SAM!!! (DRAMA Sam, not blogging Sam, although I was with her five minutes ago.)

Say hi, Sam.

Hi.

'Kay. I'm just gonna randomly blog because I am absolutely pertrified of going to lunch. I really don't want to get bullied.

AND WE LOST ALL OF OUR GORGEOUS WEATHER!!!!! GRRR!!!!!

Alrighty. I'm going to tell all of you to go visit www.kewlspace57.com

Thanks!

Tech-ity Tech Tech

Hey baby. ;)

JK, JK.

But today is not a bad day. My crappy little piece of Suburbia has been getting a hideous amount of rain and cruddy weather for the past couple of days and it's cleared up.

I know what you're thinking. 'Kim, you're talking about the weather being lovely, and yet you're sitting in front of the computer.'

Technically, yes. However, I am in tech club. So, it's nice and bright in here and when I go home later on the late bus I'll walk about a quarter mile home after walking my friend home. So, I WILL get to appreciate the weather.

And the tech teacher is the best. I love him sooo much. He's just the nicest man, and is honestly better than Santa Claus 'cause he's always around. I don't go to tech club alot, but when I do I really enjoy myself.

I could go use a Mac in the other tech teachers room, and take pics of myself like a vain girl like me would, but it's just so much more simple and pleasant. Guys are building bridges and rocket ships and airplanes (of the miniature variety, of course!) and it's really the most peaceful place I can imagine going to after school. Nobody cares.

Weird. I meant to write about spring, but I started talking about tech club.

OMG HE LITERALLY JUST GAVE ME A CANDY CANE!!!! WEIRD OR WHAT???? PROOF THAT SANTA IS RIGHT IN THIS CLASSROOM!!!!!!

So, yeah. Enjoy the weather because soon global warming (if it even exists) will take over and make it far too warm.

Quest 'e perch'e Io amo la primavera.

And tech club doesn't have just lame-o's. It's awesome.

YAY FOR ASTROPHYSICS!

Io sono in TT con Signore Woolsey e Alex.

I am on the Wikipedia page for Astrobiology in another tab.

Tre cheers per Carl Sagan!!!

How cool would it be if I was an astrophysicist, a planetary scientist, or astronomer? I think it would be really cool. I am so into the Symphony of Science videos. My science teacher Mr. Wilbert, showed one to us. I went home, checked out the others and I am OBSESSED. So, three cheers for him, too!

I have to talk to him about the other videos...there's were a couple of things I didn't totally understand.

BUT YAY CARL!!!!

Nick / Blogger Tag--A Person That Means Everything To You

One person in my life that...

My older brother Nick. I honestly love him soo much. I wish he liked me back, so we could be friends. I honestly think we could be awesome friends.

His awesomeness began back when I was in diapers. I remember, and this is my earliest memory, being awake in my crib at about two and a half, when my door opened and then light came on, and my older brother walked in. He helped me escape from behind the bars. The my mom came in on the two of us playing on the floor of my room.

My mother, and several other people, including my current English teacher, would call him a man of few words. Perhaps, to us, it's true now, but there was a time when we would stay awake for hours together when we would share a room. I'd stare down into the darkness from the top bunk. We would play games, word games. And if something scared me, or if someone was mean to me, I'd tell him, and he'd give me the best advice. Other times, we would watch The Simpsons. We'd sometimes spend all night laughing at the DVD sets we made our mom buy at Target.

Another time, two years ago, we were on a plane, and due to a seating fudge made by the airline we were separated from the rest of my family. I'm the kind of person who gets so uncomfortable in new situations. He said bluntly (Nick's not a fan of flowery language like me!) that I could rest my head against his arm and he offered me an earbud so I could listen to some music with him. Honestly, it's the little things that matter the most with the people you care about.

His most recent act of Big Brotherness was on Facebook. You know, digital agriculture, digital conversation, digital sibling love. I had mentioned something about how a kid who is constantly threatening me attacked me from behind earlier that day, and cut off my air supply. He said he was going to kill him.

Throughout my whole life my older brother has been there for me, as sometime to laugh with and as someone that I could truly depend on.

He was my first best friend, my first partner in crime, my first voice coach and critique. He taught my first gang symbol, and gave me my first dose of rejection from my peers.

I believe you learn something from everyone you have any kind of relationship with. I also believe I've learned the most, good, bad, shocking, and otherwise, from my brother, Nick. Because I'll never let our kinship break, no matter what.

So, if you read this, I'm tagging you.

PIX!!!

Finally, I'm getting around to it!!!
So, here:



My pal, Mike the wolf and I.



The lovely, talented, and plain ol' fantastic Christine!



One more cow to make you laugh!



Dan, Dan, the ladies man. Hims vewy cute! (Just click on it; It'll come up!)



And Sam. See, I told you he was cuter than that other pic!!!!!

PRAYING SOME MORE!!!!

Well, damn.

Holy crap. let me start at the beginning. Yesterday at about 12:15 I got dropped off in front of my school to get ready for our matinee at 2. A bunch of my drama friends were outside, and Marie comes running up to me and tells me there was a fire in between the school and the park. I worry, but then we go inside with our musical director and I forget about it.

We do our two shows, and we have our cast party. I go home, go to sleep, wake up, hang out, post some pics on facebook, go for a bike ride.

Then, I come home, and I go on facebook. I scroll down, and my town's status is like, hey we have blank amount of fans, let's get to this many by the end of the day. I checked out my town's page and found a status from yesterday.

I know Sam'll read this, so the Walsh family's house burnt down. Clear to the ground. They lost everything. And a crueler irony? Kelly Walsh's (a girl in my grade, and obviously, one of the Walshes) dad is a volunteer fireman.

Kelly and I used to be best friends. We've grown apart, but for no other reason than different classes. We're still friends, and I hope everyone who reads this that can help (in the sense that they know where we are) will.

Yeah, I know, we've had a crapload of community-togetherness since the haiti quake wuth poor Stephanie. Maybe this happened to keep us together. We did a great job last time.

WATCH

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Opening Night!!!!!!!

Sooooo much fun, great turnout. I only got one pic, though. My husband ed io.





We're both cuter in person.

And we all know you love my makeup.

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I am SO SO sorry I haven't updated in 10 WHOLE DAYS!!!!!

(Shame on Kimmy!)

I'm just so busy with school and drama. OMG, drama. OPENING NIGHT IS ON THRUSDAY, AUGH! I'm having a crapload of fun.

I got married. He cheated on me with the hen in the play. I decided to get revenge on him and say I was pregnant. The look on his face: priceless. We're in middle school and the farthest we've gone is a meaningful hug, for those people who get concerned about my jokes.

Then I started wheezing like I was having an asthma attack. Then it went like this:

Kim: *wheeze*
Sam: Are you okay?
Kim: I'm fine.
Kim: *cough/wheeze*
Sam: Are you okay?
Kim: I'm fine
Kim: *has wheezing attack that almost knocks her down*
Sam: Kim, you should really go to then water fountain.
Kim: I'm fine. You, however, look like you're having a panic attack.
Sam: I'm scared.
Kim: I'm fine.

But now my chest hurts soooo much. I think I might go to the doctor tomorrow in the morning, stay out of school until I get, like, an inhaler or something, go back, then go to drama until 8:30.

OUR LAST REHERSAL!!!!! AUGH!!!!

I promise, I'll try to post the play up if I can get my dad to tape it. WHICH HE SHOULD/WILL!!!!!

I also had my face painted to look like a cow. By the end of the night I looked like a clown. It was pretty funny.

And, now I will remind you of the most important part of this blog:

MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON ME WITH A CHICKEN!!!!!