North America is so last week.

Alrighty. 

This is a great city/state/country/continent.

Buttttttt

I need to travel.

Just to see what all the hooplah is about. I am dying to travel the world.

Let's just say it's at the top of my to-do list.

So I have generated a game plan, cleverly titled, "Get Kymi Out of North America".

How does it work you ask?

Simple. Let me tell you.

Phase One: Get my mom to talk to my Great Aunt Trudy about any relatives (I don't mind if I don't know them) that live in a cool, far away country. Since she is the woman to go to if you need to learn about your family. We didn't even know we were mostly french until we talked to her.

Phase Two: Call these distant relatives, and say, "Hey...Do you need a cool cousin/neice/half-cousin-three times removed for the summer??"

Phase Three: Spend a summer with these relatives.

Fail-proof plan.

Unless of course

a. We do not have relatives in a cool far away country

b. The relatives want nothing to do with me

c. They live in Greenland

But other than that, I'd say it's a go.

It has been unbelievably hot lately.

I'm sunburnt like I've never been sunburnt before.

But the thunder and rain has been nothing short of the coolest thing ever.

It's too hot to blog.

I guess Greenland wouldn't be so bad.

I really DO love the new millennium.

So, you know Vh1's "I love the 80's" or "I love the 90's"?

Well they recently came out with the "I love the new millennium"

At first I was mad because-

a. This decade isn't over

b. It has seriously ALWAYS been my dream to be on that show to discuss stuff.

I wish I was kidding but I always would put fads and music in a "That's gonna be on Vh1 someday" category in my brain.

Oh well, maybe the next decade.

Anyway, I love watching it. It's hilarious and it makes me realize how much I've experienced in the last 8 years.

It seriously makes me feel old, though.

Just another growing up thing to put on my mind.

Haha I love the "Bushisms"

Now, I have nothing wrong with George Bush. Really, I don't. I just think the impersonator is funny.

I think that if we had a terrorist attack tomorrow, there is not a single teenager who could do anything about it, so stop saying Bush is destroying our country.

Has there been another September 11th? NO.

So shut up.

He only has a few more months, so suck it up kids. 

Oh, and Michael Ian Black just may be my favorite person in the world.

I really want to just travel.

That is probably exactly what millions of teens are thinking right now, but I really do.

First of all I want to travel somewhere cool in America for a while.

Like Alaska or New York.

Then, onto bigger and better continents.

Okay, there is so much more I could say, but I don't feel like typing.

Sorry for this boring blog.

Alright Stop. College Time.

I realize for the past two days all I have been able to think about is how growing up is 

coming too fast.

But now, college is on the brain.

Now don't get me wrong, Clark will be great.

But a University is calling my name. 

I know I am not even an official junior, but I can't wait to start applying to colleges.

Scholarships...Essays...Campus Websites.

It's all so freaking exciting.

Princetonreview.com is a website I most highly reccomend.

It has amazing college lists, tips, everything.

Lately I've been thinking about which majors I'm considering,

and it has always always been Marine Biology.

But all I am interested in is SCUBA Diving, or just being underwater.

Science just isn't where my heart is at.

I know that whatever I do, I want to be eager to get up and do everyday.

SCUBA sort of limits your career options.

There is underwater construction (yeah right.) or a SCUBA instructor.

Well, I'm sure theres more, but it's not like I can just swim in the beautiful ocean for cash.

A major that I have not really considered until recently is English.

I love reading and writing. It's just something that I have always clicked with.

I can't think of a more amazing career than just traveling with a laptop, and writing books around the world.

Teaching just isn't in the cards for me, but I would love to write.

Maybe journalism, although probably not. 

I did win the "Best Story Writer" Award in 2nd grade. I mean, that's gotta count for SOMETHING.

"Forever" is an amazing song...

Normally I am kinda anti-top 40 songs, but I love this one.

I didn't until I heard it outside in the mormon dance parking lot, and Cierra pointed out it was playing, and now I'm hooked.

Go Chris Brown!

(Plus he is one fiiiiine boy)

I really really hate being jealous of people you barely know.

I hate being jealous in general.

It gives me this knot in my stomach.

So, all you people-stop being cooler than I am. 

Thanks.

Outie Bellybuttons are just down right freaky looking.

No offense all you outies.

I have to stay up until 2:30 to wake up my mom.

She needs to work on an engraving project since the deadline is approaching.

That's 2:30 AM for all you kids on the metric system. :)

I have 1 hour and 50 minutes to go. Or 150 degrees Celsius.

It's time to go immerse myself in a good book.

Gotta quench that thirst for knowledge.

I'm reading a really good book called "Play it Cool" or something.

The author is hilarious.

I looooove having a library card.

Charge it, baby.

Brooke.

I could seriously seriously use her right now.

Maybe it's lame to post a blog about your best friend who is millions and millions (okay thousands) of miles away, but I don't care.

How lame is it that the best friend I've ever had lives across the country?

This whole growing up thing is freaking me out, and I could use her right about now.

Ugh I don't even know how to explain it.

I want to be a little kid.

I'm so not the typical high school student like I thought I was gonna be.

I don't go to football games anymore, I'm not a club person, I don't care for school spirit.

And to top it all off, I haven't even had a boyfriend. Or a freaking first kiss.

I'M ALMOST SIXTEEN.

Ughhh

I'm a junior.

A junior.

That is so old.

Or at least it seems like it.

Crap growing up gives me a massive stomach ache.

Maybe it's all the pizza I ate at Sam's Grandmas.

Either way I could use a time machine and a blankie.

I can't think of a catchy title, so here.

Lazy Summer days are nice

I had an AMAZING dream last night.

I've been having alot of those lately, and I LOVE it.

Okay, so my family was in Hawaii. (Does this tell you how good it was?)

And we were at some cool hotel, and there were concrete steps all aroud, but 

apparently the volcanic eruptions made the steps uneven, but it was cool.

And there was a bunch of pools around, but they were different depths.

Like one was 2 in. deep, and one right next to it was like 20 ft. deep. It was crazy

And the ocean was RIGHT next to us, like no sand barrier.

But the waves were taller than houses, and the clearest blue I've ever seen.

To top off this amazing dream, there was a way hot pro swimmer there, and we pretty much fell in love.

It's dreams like these that make me want to stay asleep for just a few more hours...

I guess we advanced in years pretty rapidly.

Everytime I think about how I (and all my friends) are Juniors, my stomach churns.

I always thought they were the "Big Bad Juniors" but now I am one.

But even though I am going to be a junior, and my sister and best friend will be seniors,

I still feel like we are in 5th grade or something.

Maybe that's how it works.

I won't realize I'm graduated until in 25.

And it will hit me that I'm 25 when I'm 30.

All I know is I will be sixteen in a matter of weeks,

and then it's license time.

Or monkey.

I guess you wouldn't really understand that unless you were with me on that fatefull day when I was 9 and signed off my first car in replace of a monkey.

Mormons!

I love them!

Mormon dances are so much fun

And I finally got a dance card!!! It's official!

I was discussing with Sedale about converting a mormonism.

Seriously, I never drink or do anything bad.

I'm practically mormon except I love caffeine.

Plus, they do a 2 year mission trip when they come of age.

Which I am alllllllllll for.

Summer has been amazing so far

So relaxing.

And it's nice to get away from certain people.

I can't believe someone you never thought you would grow apart from can make you so 

upset everytime you think about them.

I get mad, and sad, and anything other "ad" expression besides maybe rad.

I guess some friends really don't stay Best Friends Forever.

I'm just glad its summer and I don't have to deal with that.

So

I think it's nap time right about now.

Because it's summer, and I can.

:)

My Summer, Thus Far.

Let's just say I am so NOT hating it.

:)

So, as a newly appointed junior, I have been completely enjoying summer.

Tuesday, i.e. Day Uno, I watched Bourne Identity with My Faja and Seester.

Reeeeallly good movie. And normally I don't watch action flicks, but I loved this one.

And I took like a 3 hour nap on my mom's magic couch.

I call it magic because, well, it is.

It's this couch in her shop, and it's super comfy. And as soon as you lay down, BAM.

You are out like a rock.

Not even her engraver wakes me up, and It's right by the couch.

I'm pretty sure you cannot have a bad day if you sleep on that couch.

For the rest of my evening I ate junk food and watched a horror film and Family Guy.

That is what I call a good evening.

Yesterday, I went to the gym twice.

(Oh yeah and Kayleigh and I go to the same gym hollahhh!)

I don't really remember what else I did, but I know I fell asleep reading in the library,

and I went grocery shopping by myself, which was surprisingly relaxing.

Plus both guys who work in produce are fiiiiiiine.

Thank you, Fred Meyers.

But I was too nervous to grab a cucumber that was over by where the guy was working.

Maybe that's lame.

But I got baby carrots, so I guess the situation was a-ok.

Today.

I got to sleep in which is always wonderful.

Although I am starting to feel a little sloth-y when I do.

Sara and I walked our dogs to the primary school, and sat under the hop scotch area.

Haha some loser in a car drove by and was all, "Do you want to buy some weeeeed??"

Yes, as a non-pot smoking, non-drinking, teenager with a  brain, of course I would like some.

NOT.

After we got home, my whole family went to CASEE to paint the goat pen.

And guess what??

We didn't have paint roller holder things, (as you can tell my vast knowledge of painting is overwhelming..)

So I said I would check in the shop, which will probably be locked.

But it was not.

So I walked in, and very stealth-like tiptoed over to the paint cupboard.

I'm not gonna lie, I totally felt like a spy.

Sneaking in to get something I'm sure I was allowed to use anyway.

I don't ever to rebel things, if you haven't noticed.

But let's not crush my dream of being a spy like I oh-so admired on Spy Kids 1, 2, and 3.

Then we had some delicious Subway for dinner.

There is no yummier treat than Subway on a hot day.

After dinner I went to the gym, and worked out for 2 hours.

588 calories beeeeeotch

It felt soo good.

I forgot that the gym doesn't suck.

I am so tired and sweaty right now, so

I think I will either shower, read, or eat a cereal bar.

What to choose, what to choose.

Anyway, I hope everyone is enjoying their summer as much as I am.

It's only been 2 days and I already feel so much more stress free than I did last week.

Oh and F.Y.I. I discovered I make a pretty mean grilled garlic chicken and salad.

Hit me up if you are feeling like some food that some say is neck-in-neck with Wolfgang Puck or Rachael Ray.

Okay, just I say.

And I've never had their food.

But it's tasty.

Sophomore no longer.

I'm officialy a JUNIOR.

:)

I seriously cannot believe it.

When I was younger I always pictured what being a junior would be like,

and now it's here and I swear I still feel like I'm 12 years old.

And my sister, my best friend, and some other friends will be SENIORS.

Holy Crap Life comes at ya fast.

And I plan to enjoy every minute of this summer.

-Screw waking up early

-Homework is for lame kids

-I'm getting a license

-Job-Hunting at the end of summer

And I plan to spend this summer improving myself, and enjoying being a teen since I will be an adult soon enough.

GO SUMMER!

It's 3 AM and suddenly it all makes sense.

Me. I am a pretty ginormous part of my life.

And it's about time I start acting like it. 

Sure, I've never been the person who is always there for other people, or the natural "mother" of the group, but I haven't done in my life what is going to make sure I live exactly the kind of life I want to.

There is so much ahead of me as a 1/2 way through high school student.

And I'm not just talking about making sure I give myself half hour bubble baths scheduled in once a week, (although I do love taking baths with a good book and candles.) No, I am talking about making sure I am setting up habits thats will carry onto the rest of life.

Such as actually doing homework, or learning how to wake myself up instead of sleeping in and making everyone else late.

It's the little things that add up, and that is probably one of the best lessons I will ever learn. (Aside from don't eat yellow snow, and that everything Oprah tells you could be false.)

I have big dreams. Sure, I am not sure what my "big thing" in life is. But it's okay with me.

There is so much out there...so many places to travel, so many people to meet, so many emotions to feel, and so much love to enjoy.

I may just be 15, and hey, even that sounds a little young to me, but I know that life is much too short to just sit and accept what is handed to you.

I have friends who I know aren't going to go anywhere in their life. The are going to get married straight out of high school, pop out 18 kids, and barely scrape by month to month. Maybe that's okay with them, but it sure as hell will not be my path of life.

There is absolutely NO reason for us kids not to have the future we deserve. Excuses are something I am great at, but I REFUSE to have an excuse for why my life cannot be all that I want it to be.

I have a good 100 years ahead of me, and I plan to enjoy every minute of it.

Not aspiring to be anyone else but me. Because, hey, who will everyone else look up to? :)

Sometimes it just hits you how many millions and millions of people surround. Actually, 6,677,563,921 to be exact.

I do not want to be famous for acting. Or singing. Far from it, actually. I just want to be happy, and proud of my life.

Perhaps Strikeforce fighting isn't the best thing to be watching at a break through time like this, but hey, those guys are rippppppped. 

I guess break throughs just kind of hit you. Like this.

I think one of the worst things you can do is to shove everything under the rug, slap a smile on, and call it good.

Sure, I am guilty of doing that quite a bit, but I realize this.

We have problems.

We all do. It isn't a sin, and it isn't something to be ashamed of. How are we supposed to enjoy the times when we are honestly, genuinely, beautifully happy when can't work through the rough patches?

The biggest piece of crap I have ever heard is, "Just be happppppy. Just Forgettttttttt. Smileeeeeee."

Okay, as an honest-to-blog happy go lucky girl, even I know that is bullshit. And I PRIDE myself on being a happy person.

It's just Hippy Mumbo Jumbo.

I think people give that advice when they don't know what to say.

When you have a problem, LAY IT ON THE TABLE.

Seriously I guarentee a cleared head is the way to the best nights of sleep.

Grab a friend, family member, pen and paper, sketch book, or online blog.

Anything. 

And I promise you will feel better once it's out there. I'm not saying it's gonna solve itself, but at least it's not cooped up.

Life is far to beautiful and far too short to lose it on sadness.

There is no excuse for an unhappy life.

There is no excuse for a chance to miss out on everything you've ever wanted to do.

I think this summer is defiantly going to be a summer of self realization and just getting to know myself and what I am seriously capable of. (Besides getting hired at a minimum wage job and getting my drivers license.)

My eyes are in pain from this whole staying awake, but baby, when you gotta vent, you gotta vent.

Life has been, is, and will continue to be nothing short of beautiful in every way it can be.

And you can quote me on that.

Positive Thoughts Make Positive People.

I firmly believe that.
It only takes a nice little compliment to make someone feel more...of a person who is worth something.
So, I'd like to thank Ellen.
I honestly didn't think too many people read this blog, but she gave me the nicest compliment I've had in a while.
Thank you.
(And thank you Izzie for always reading)

Believe it or not folks, tomorrow is the last Friday of the school year.
It has been one hell of an amazing year.
Being a sophomore sounds like a lame year.
No license, no car, no job, all because of age limits, but it turned out to be a great year for just enjoying things I may not get to when I get older.
All these great things are gonna come soon enough, but when else can I enjoy walking to drivers ed in the freezing cold with Chelsey or Renee?
Or writing notes about Ed and his 'stache with Blake?
This year I've realized that friends are a much larger part of my life then I previously gave them credit for.
I don't actually think I've lost a friend this year, and that's a great thing to say.
CASEE kids have defientely become some of my best friends, and I love them all.

The yearbook.
I get the hooplah about it.
But, I really am not super excited about yearbook signings anymore.
I just don't feel like I can squeeze ten months into 3 lines.
Even when I try and sound sentimental, I always end up saying something about "I'll Miss Ya" or "Let's keep in contact"
when I mean to say "You have been an amazing friend and you always manage to make me smile" or something personal.
Who'd a thunk writers block could hit a yearbook signer?

I'm looking for some good books to sink my teeth into.
Or, sink my brain into.
Ricky suggested a philosophy book, and a novel, so I will look into those.
I just want some book that I can't put down.
They come along only once in a while, and when they do, it's great.

I have gained a whole lot of respect for girls on the BGHS soccer team.
They have something like 40 days of practice this summer, including tournaments and hikes and whatnot.
Honestly, I cannot handle that kind of commitment on my summer.
But then again I am the Queen of having commitment problems, so I guess I'm a little biased.

It's almost 1:30 in the morning, and I think that just may be the cause of this sudden headache.
That, and I just downloaded 43 songs for my mom's ipod, and I think if I look at another limewire song right now I will pop.

I still have to find those stupid handy pages for CASEE.
I'm sure the book cost no more than like a dime to make, but for some reason that is beyond me, we have to return them.

This is gonna be a great last weekend. Well, I'm not dying or anything, it's just the last school year weekend.
( I only cleared that up because you'd be surprised at how many people take words like that literally...)
Anyway,
Friday is Gundy's Bon Voyage Party and although I do not condone him moving to Germany becuase, well, I hate the Germans, I'm excited to go tomorrow and he will seriously be missed.
Saturday Cierra and I are spending the night at Sami's! I have never been over to my twin's house, so this will be soo much fun
Sunday I think Sam, Janelle, Sara and I are going to the lake. Well, that's what Sam and I semi-planned today at CASEE.
The high is going (or supposed) to be 76 degrees.
If that doesn't scream BG Lake I don't know what does.
Oh, and one more thing about the lake. All of you Battle Ground Lake haters, please shut up.
Don't say it has ecoli, because it doesn't anymore. It did way back when, and that's only because idiots put their babies poop-filled diapers in the lake.
I don't know why I get so annoyed when people hate on the lake, but I have spent the last 6 summers basically living out there.
So go suck ecoli.
(But you can't get it from Battle Ground Lake)

Sleep should be a priority, but it isn't.
Tomorrow is Friday anyway, so what's the point of getting my whole 8 hours.
There is none.
Remind me never to become a sleep doctor.
Is there such a thing? Maybe. But I certainly won't be applying.

Do the panic

There is absolutely nothing to panic about right now.

:)

Which is great. Screw the independent project I'm so over it (almost)

Even the rain was great today

There is nothing better than Battle Ground lake when it's pouring 

I may complain about Washington a little too often, but nature is an amazing thing.

Please don't take these crazy rain storms for granted.

Oh, and here is a little shout out to Sarah Monen.

One amazing girl.

She told me she likes me blogs, so guess what? SHE GETS A SHOUT OUT.

And a cover of my first book.

It pays to be complimentary.

:)

Thank you very much for letting me know there is human life out there that actually reads this.

I've realized there are some people you just never fully get over.

I think I have one of those.

And I'm okay with it.

It's not like anything will ever happen, (for various reasons which I choose not to say for fear of a huge hint leaking out) 

but I guess some guys will always give you that fizzy tummy feeling.

And you know what? It's okay.

Wow apparently mr. mellow has hit me today.

Everything is going so great ahh

Love it.

Plus I found books I've been looking for, and a bunch of fun stuff from Christmas.

Who doesn't love a winter holiday in June?

I sure cannot pass it up.

Water: Friend or Foe?

As much as that tasty clear liquid keeps the old body ticking, it makes me pee like a racehorse.

You win some you lose some, I suppose.

8 More Days.

:)

Ahhh, Nice.

I forgot just how good it felt to hear a song

that makes something in you click, and just feel amazing.

I sound like some loco music freak, but there are just some songs you can't not feel something

when you listen to them.

CASEE Banquet tomorrow!

I'm so bummed it's my last year

I know I'm only a sophomore but CASEE is amazing.

And you just wouldn't understand unless you've been there.

I saw the CASEE yearbook today

and it looks great 

Thats what you get when you are best friends with the yearbook creator...suckasssss

Acrylic nails make it impossible to type.

And they aren't good for scratching or stabbing, contrary to popular belief.

But boy are they shiny.

I bought new body wash, and its Dial "Yogurt" or something.

It smells amazing because it has aloe in it, but I don't understand why they compare it to yougurt.

It's white, that is the only similarity.

You can't lick the lid, and there is NO fruit in the bottom.

I need sleeeeeeeeeeeeep

Suppose I kept on singing love songs

Gotta love Regina Spektor.

So let's see how many weeks of school are left?

That would be the big 0-2!

I just put the zero there for dramatic effect...

Which means I have two weeks to pass science 

I think I can do it.

Who flunks CASEE??

I DO.

And we all thought it was impossible...

But it's just one class.

So. Oh. Oh.

I like this guy, you see, but chances are I won't see him after next week, and he has NO clue I like him.

Well, maybe he does, but I haven't said anything.

And I've known him for like less than a year

and I just realized how cool he was.

I love new crushes. 

And I just love writing about boys minus the names...

Not like anyone reads this haha

The B52's are amazing...

I'm big into "..." lately...

There I go again.

I'm just a dot-dot-dot machine

I think I got it from Mandy since every text she would put ...

Anyway...

:)

Baby Chick Update:

There are no squirrels currently in the chicken coop.

But, if the event re-occurs, I will let Trevor and Tyler know again so they can chase them with brooms and machettes again.

That was like the funniest/scariest moment I've ever had in a chicken coop.

I guess it's time to go do some CASEE work.

Oh joy

:)