Super Quick Blog Post

Ok, so I am waiting for someone to come and get me, so as I am waiting I decided that I would write a blog. :)

I don't really know what I want to write about... ok, so I actually know what I want to write, but I am super afraid to post it on the internet where anyone could read it and then people would judge me and my person.

So I will talk about something else... lets see, its about 11:54 at night right now, and a friend is picking me up SOON so we can drive an hour and camp in somebody's back yard so we can wake up really early tomorrow morning and go boating! It is going to be very eventful/very exhausting... and come to think of it, I only got 5 hours of sleep last night... hmm.... we all know how I feel about my sleep.

Oh well, that is what Sundays are for. Last Sunday I took a 5 hour nap, which then resulted in me sleeping in past work. I was pleasantly sleeping on my bed when I was awakened by a phone call.

Jess "Hey Kara..... you coming to work tonight?"

Kara: (Trying to sound like I didn't just wake up)..... uhhh... ya.... ya I am.

Jess: Where are you?

Kara: Um.... Why? What time is it?

Jess: 5

Kara: (screams and drops phone and hurriedly puts on clothes)

I arrived to work in 2 minutes, only to discover that my mouth tasted awful and that I had forgotten to put on socks. Thankfully another coworker had slept in too, so not all the angry attention was on me. :)

Well, my ride isn't here yet, so I am going to keep writing... if all of the sudden my writing stops its because my ride got here and I had to quickly stop writing and push the golden "PUBLISH POST" button... so don't be alarmed by any unfinished writing.....

Ok, never mind, I'm done talking now. Sorry that this blog was lame.

Things that I am going to do next semester because I AM GOING TO BECOME AN AWESOME PERSON!

So a lot of the time I like to think about the dream me... a kind, giving, beautiful, in shape person who can dance and act socially normal... who gets good grades in school while maintaining a job and a social life.... and who maybe is even a little famous, who knows? So I thought that I would make a list of things that I am going to do this next semester to help me reach my awesome self!

1. I'm going to start donating blood... and not selling it for money. Just good ol, stick-a-needle-in-my-arm and suck my blood and give it to someone else, no strings attached. I think this will help me start feeling like a better person too. (Side note -- if money gets tight, I will almost surely donate my blood plasma for money, even if my friends tell me its like prostitution.)
2. I'm going to start singing at open mike nights. Not only will it be a way to kind of put myself out there, but I think it will help me get over my stage fright... you know, the kind of stage fright that makes you want to vomit and cry all the same time? (haha just imagined what that would look like, vomiting and crying at the same time... I might just draw a picture of that, if I feel up to it. :) )
3. I am going to run everyday... oh yes, dear readers, you heard correctly... I am going to run EVERY DAY and then next summer I am going to run a half marathon because I promised my friend Anna and her mom that I would do it, and Anna promised that she would run it too (She even shook on it... ok, I may have raped her hand into the handshake position, but it was a legitimate handshake nonetheless, and she is running it, and I am too, SO THERE!)
4. I am going to study at least two hours everyday... sometimes up to 4. How do I know that I am going to study? Because I am going to rent a freaking study room every day, so that way I feel guilty for not using the study room. hahahahaha brain, what now?
5. My hair is going to grow all long and pretty... (is that creepy that when I wrote that, in my head it sounded like a little girl was saying it? "My heer is going to grow out all lahng and preety..."
6. I am going to make friends that are girls!! Yay for me!!
7. I am going to eat healthy... I am going to plan out my meals every month and then shop accordingly to them... all the while not spending more than 75 dollars a month in food.
8. I am going to be a money natzi, doing a budget every month and then putting money into certain envelopes... and once that money is gone in the envelope, it is gone for good! WHAT NOW, KARA? GUESS YOU ARE GOING TO GO HUNGRY UNLESS YOU PLAN YOUR MONEY OUT WISELY... mwahahahahahaha!
9. I'm going to take a dance class that will hopefully allow me to establish some sense of coordination... and then I am going to go dancing as much as possible! woot... speaking of dancing, going dancing tomorrow night, and I am super stoked about it.
10. I'm going to decorate my room freaking awesome with Kate... and Kate and I are going to make this semester the most memorable semester yet... :) We are going to be mature and sophisticated on the outside... but on the inside immaturity will run wild! Epic plans are going to be made, I'm sure of it.

Ok, ten is enough I guess. Point is, dear readers, in a year from now, this Kara is going to be a thing of the past. In her place will be new and improved Kara!!! da-da-da-DA! I feel like a superhero... speaking of which, I dressed up like a superhero yesterday, want to see a picture?? My name is the MOTOR UNLOADER (because I am getting so good at unloading dishes!)

Heehee.... That's Lucas on the floor... his name is Dishroom Distractor (I call him double d... despite the slight inappropriateness of the name. Double D is my arch nemesis... which is why I look so hateful in this picture)

Wellp, thats my blog!

hee hee.... I couldn't resist.

I THINK THAT THIS MIGHT BE MY BEST PICTURE YET

Oh my poor body... it just wants sleep so bad. On Thursday night I got three hours of sleep, and last night I got two hours of sleep. Don't ask me why... I just seem to save up all of my energy for the wee hours of the night, where suddenly I become very hyper and have to do something.

But fortunately, I take naps sometimes during the day. My ability to fall asleep wherever and whenever has grown very much these last few months. I will have an hour break between work and WABAAM! I am passed out on the couch, laying on my tummy with my hands over my head. or I will be in my room reading a book, and think to myself, "ooh.... maybe I could fall asleep and then maybe --" and then I pass out because I gave my brain permission to shut off.

I just awoke from a five hour nap. I don't entirely know how it happened. One minute I am reading "The Giver" (my favorite book of all time) and the next minute I am getting a phone call from a coworker of mine asking me why I'm not at work... five hours passed without me even changing positions. I looked like this:

(Yes, when I sleep I sleep in extremely baggy clothes and my hair goes everwhere and I occasionally drool a little... Needless to say I am VERY attractive at night.)

Oh.... so tired... too tired to finish this blog. I'm sorry, dear readers, that my blogs haven't really been up to par as of late... I have just been so busy and so tired, and I just haven't been investing as much time into my blog . And I'm sorry! Expect an amazing blog soon!

Summer is almost over.... soon the temperature is going to decline, the leaves are going to change into gorgeous colors, school will start again, and responsibilities will return. Soon I will leave all of my aspen grove friends to enter back into the real world... the world where I study for hours a day and can actually watch tv... Back to an apartment where my internet is actually speedy, back to living with my friend Kate. Back to working at L&T.... back to stressing about money. Part of me is really really happy that fall is coming, that I get to decorate my room with Kate, all the while watching endless fringe and supernatural episodes... making midnight 7/11 runs. I am so excited to meet new people, new BOYS, and start learning again.

But part of me is so sad... that this Aspen Grove phase of my life is over. This literally has been the best summer of my life. Even working was fun, because I have 16 awesome dining hall buddies to keep me company as I scrub dishes. Every night is an adventure... going down to p-town, the aspen grove dances, sneaking into the kitchen to grab a midnight snack. These people... I have lived with with, worked with them, played with them... 24 hours a day. It has been seriously amazing! And I am so sad that this phase of my life is over!

But seriously... life is amazing. I couldn't have made a better decision to come to BYU, to come to Aspen Grove... I am growing up, dear readers... which is scary and exhilarating at the same time.

Well I realize that this blog wasn't funny at all... but hey, its a bit insightful, right? Ok... maybe not... but at least its a blog. :D

THUNDER STORMS

So last night I was peacefully sleeping, dreaming of pleasant things like non-allergenic kittens and boys and bug-free houses, when suddenly I woke up to my CABIN SHAKING and the loudest noise I had ever heard and so then I sat up abruptly in my bed... yes, resulting in hitting my head, and then I looked out the window directly next to my head and I was blinded by a million lights... and in my head I thought "oh my gosh there is a plowtruck directly outside of my house about to plow it down, and its headlights are shining right on me... I AM GOING TO DIE!!!" and so I started freaking out. And then I slowly started thinking like a normal person, and realized that the lights were flickering and that the noise would start and stop...

and thats when I realized that there was a freaking thunderstorm right above me.

The realization that this was a thunderstorm scared me more than the thought that I was about to be plowed down by a plow truck.

THUNDERSTORMS SCARE ME SOOOO BAD. Especially when I am in a crappy cabin that shakes every time the thunder rumbles... and when the lightning outside of my window NEVER STOPS FLASHING...

I just curled up in a ball on my bed and put the blanket over my head to block out the flashing lights... but I couldn't block out the freaking noise and the shaking of my walls! All I wanted was for someone to cuddle me and make me feel safe... but I was sooo alone. :"(

Eventually, I hear one of my roommates whisper "............... is anyone else awake?" I instantly jumped out of my bed and said, "yes... I'm so scared." So we went out into our front room where we found another roommate who was sick with the stomach flu. We all just sat there scared together until the worst of the storm was over.

And I had to walk through thunder to get to my laptop to write this story. That is how much I love you all. :'O (That is my "I'm-so-scared-that-I-am-crying face.)

Rambling... sorry

So right now I am waiting for a video to load on my computer... but due to our EXTREMELY slow internet up here on the mountain, plus my friend Kelly loading a bunch of stuff onto her computer, this video is loading like 2 seconds a minute. So I have a few hours to kill, so I thought I could write a blog. Here I go.

So last night I discovered that I am horrible at rollar skating.... I went to an 80's rollar skating party last night, and it was AMAZING. I got my hair professionally done into a side pony, and then went to the party... ALL FOR FREAKING FREE. It was awesome. Except for the fact that I almost fell on my face about 13 times.... and at one point, a boy asked me to "dance"... but that basically consisted of me holding onto his hand for dear life as he tried to skate enough to pull the both of us... all the while I am screaming at the top of my lungs, making conversation near impossible. The poor boy couldn't wait to get rid of me. haha

Lets see.... today was "flash back" day at work... which means that you pick an era, and dress up according to that era... well, I decided to pick 1980's... but prom style. So I wore this pink dress that is all lacy and pretty to work... with my ugly tennis shoes underneath it (but no one could see because my dress went to the floor) We took a lot of pictures, and once I get them on my computer I will update this post with pictures!!!

Wow... this blog is boring. sorry about that... lets see... um, random fact: my friend Chelsea is morbidly afraid of toenail clippings... the other day, when I was trying to teach her the guitar, I started clipping my toenails. And she started screaming and covering up her mouth, screaming "They are going to go in my mouth, I am going to eat them!"

I just stared at her for a little while... she had the guitar in front of her face all the while screaming... I eventually started clipping again, and she was screaming "oh, they are so big!!" (which they were, because it had been a while since I had clipped my toenails.... sorry, tmi...) and so then she started screaming "THEY ARE GOING TO POKE OUT MY EYEBALLS!"

It was a very dramatic two minutes... I love that girl.

Anyways, life is good, love life is non-existent, and summer is getting closer and closer to being done. This thought saddens me, but excites me as well. :)

SLEEP!

I love sleep. I love it so much. I love it more than food and boys and friends. I love nothing more than to feel my eyelids get heavy, and slowly crawl into my bed, snuggling under my sheets and laying on my stomach...

I am a stomach sleeper... I used to be a side sleeper, and on occasion I still do sleep on my side. Sometimes I like to sleep on my back, making my legs form a "4" with my right leg bent... but most of the time, I love sleeping on my little tummy... I seriously will instantly pass out once I roll onto my stomach.

But as much as I love sleep, I seem to never get any... I stay up really late every night, and I have to get up at 7 in the mornings to be to work on time... getting up is seriously such an ordeal for me. I will be blissfully sleeping, dreaming of dancing and koala bears when suddenly I am awakened by

"DEAR JAMIE... I GOT A LETTER I WOULD LIKE TO SEND...."

Its my stupid alarm. I quickly grab my phone, because I feel guilty waking up my 7 roommates at such an early hour... so I grab the phone and fiddle with the buttons until the annoying music turns off... and then I shove the phone under my pillow and roll back onto my tummy... and then four minutes later I hear

"I SHOULD HAVE USED A PENCIL BUT LEADS JUST NOT PERMANT"

but this time when I hear my alarm, it is directly underneath my ear so it scares the living crap out of me so I wake up from my dreams thinking that an alarm is going off in aspen grove and that a nuclear bomb is about to hit and I only have seconds to live and then BAM I hit my head on the bar above my head ... I mumble to myself as I slowly come to, rubbing my head as I try to detangle myself from my sheets. I finally will get all the way on top of my covers, and then I will sit up and stretch my achy muscles... only to hit my head again. So I end up just rolling out of bed, hitting the floor and then kind of crawling to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I am not a pretty sight in the morning... my hair is all frizzy and big around my face, all of my makeup has been rubbed off during the night, and my eye makeup is smeared in raccoon-fashion around my eyes. My lips are swollen from sleeping on my stomach all night...

I love sleep. I love it so very much. I just need some freaking more of it...

I'm going to take a nap.