It's one of those nights

Where the outside is just calling my name.

I want to pitch a tent or grab a sleeping bag and sleep out in my backyard.

It's summer, beautiful outside, and peaceful.

What more could I ask for?

I actually think I might take my laptop outside...it's so nice.

Sam, Janelle, Sara and I just had smores outside and cooked them 

on our patio bbq. Talk about delicious!

Too bad no one else will probably sleep out there, and

we have nature (i.e. Coyotes) out there.

Oh Michael Buble, don't ever stop singing with your pretty little voice...

The outdoors are so romantic.

But do I get anyone to share it with?

Nooope.

I have the perfect backyard/property to hang out with a boy

There are so many cool places to explore in the woods

And of course, I'm single.

Ahh I'm starting to think this whole single thing is going to last forever.

Alright I re-located outside and it's wonderful

But I am so not in a writing mood so I'm gonna stop.

3D is the new 2D

Journey to the Center of the Earth sounded like a sort of kiddie-movie, 

but OH MY GOD, it was amazing.

Probably the best movie I've seen all summer.

And the best part?? It was in not 1, not 2, but 3D.

The first official 3D Movie I've seen in theaters, and it was great.

I was screaming so much and gasping.

Not a lot of movies can do that to me, either. Plus, the theater was GIGANTIC

I would give it 2 thumbs up. Or should I say 3 (d) thumbs up.

Ha Ha such a cornball.

Cierra and Sara are the greatest....

So maybe I'm crushing.

Maybe.

I fall for boys too quickly, and I know this.

But does that stop me? Nope.

And exactly when you think you know who you like...in swoops one boy that you just can't have.

Greatttttt

I cannot hide my excitment...Shasta is in officialy 8 days!!

And Joe and William get here tomorrow.

Whoa that is so soon

It's gonna be such a fun July

Woohooo

I had a dream last night that I got drunk.

Now, I may have only had 1/2 a drink in the dream, but man it got me good.

Although it didn't hit until about an hour later. And like the sterotypical drunk I figured it was safe for all of us drunk girls to drive.

And then all of sudden this intense wave of guilt kicked in, and I realized my reputation of

a girl who has brains and chooses not to drink was gone, and I could never get that back.

Then I woke up and realized I was still a straight edge about drugs and drinking and felt much better.

Some may think it's pathetic that I only get drunk in dreams, and I still feel bad about it, but I take it as a sign that my parents raised me well.

High 5 for kids who make good choices!

It's a wonder I have any friends...

Microwaves...friend or foe?

Everytime I go to nuke something in that nifty little "cook-from-the-inside-out" machine, I fear that the radiation will kill me if I stand in front of it.

I've heard rumors, but who is to say if it's dangerous or not?

Maybe I'm being a hypocondriact but I'm not gonna be the test dummy in a death trap.

Google will probably tell me the answer.

So, until further research, I'll pass on standing in front of the microwave.

Unless I'm feeling like living on the edge.

I need to sink my teeth into some good books.

After seeing the movie tonight, I am considering checking out some of Jules Verne's books since the movie was amazing, and I hear the books are always better.

The stupid library makes it a rule so you can't check out a library book if you forget your card and don't have alternate i.d. 

I don't know about you, but I get such a rush checking out library books from someone else's identity, and then selling them on the black market.

It's 1 AM, and although I'm not tired I should probably be doing something other than rambling.

Ciao America

Ooh, gotcha with the mixed languages

I am one bilingual fool.

I get by with a little help from my friends

Cierra is probably the coolest friend in the whole entire universe.

Okay so Thursday I was supposed to spend the night at her house,

but I got sick that day. Like total cold/headache/sore throat. All that crap.

So I couldn't go. :(

And I was laying in bed, waiting until the shower was open and trying to nap.

Then my mom came upstairs and said that Cierra was at the door, and I was way confused but I went downstairs.

And in walks Cierra with 2 balloons (including one very cool Hannah Montana one), and like 4 Fred Meyers bags that had popsicles, soda, gatorade, cough drops, sunny d, and even airbourne.

It was the sweetest thing in the world!

I don't know what makes me deserve such a freaking nice best friend but Oh My God I love her!

I think that was the happiest I've ever been while I was sick

And I've already drank so much of what she bought me, and the popsicles are the only things that help my throat and they are DELICIOUS!

Cierra is amazing, that's all there is to it.

This is gonna be a really short entry since I need to get to bed, 

but just so all of you know, I am feeling a whole lot better thanks to Cierra.

Less than 2 weeks until Shasta!

My Mom: The Blog

After much praise and adoration for the "Sara Blog" my mom, a regular reader of this blog I hear, wanted a blog devoted to her.

And who am I to deny her this fun task?

Let's begin, shall we?

My mom isn't just my mom. Oh no. She is mother to all of my friends as well. She has a way of making my friends feel comfortable around her. I looove that about her.

Although I am willing to share, she is my mom. Mine. And I am so dang proud to say that.

Not only is she nice, but she is beautiful. She always has the cutest jeans and amazing highlights. Where do you think I get my amazing looks from? 

She was the one who taught my sister and I how to match clothes, shop for bargains, and that you don't always need makeup to be beautiful.

She has internal and external beauty which is something most girls would kill for.

So what else does this beautiful mother-figure have to offer? Talent, of course.

She is an award-winning engraver/carver, and is published in a book devoted to egg art.

She has talent that people work lifetimes for, and has developed it in about 3 years. No challenge is too great or no task too small. She always makes sure the job is done 110%, even if she is getting paid less than it's worth.

Carving and engraving aren't her only talents. My mom loves to play the banjo, and can pick up songs like you wouldn't believe. And she rocks out on the drums. That's right, the drums.

You may be asking yourself, "Shouldn't a mom be cooking and cleaning and not playing the drums?"

Well, she can do all 3, and have time to talk to us about our day to day life.

SHES THAT GOOD.

Here are some quick nifty facts about my amazing mom...

-She gives the best bear hugs

-She grew up on a ranch with produce and horses and everything

-She can surf

-She works at Fred Meyers

-She saved a boy from drowning

-She has the BEST daughter in the world.

Well, that's my mom in a nutshell.

Beautiful, talented, caring.

I would be lost without her and I don't think she'll ever understand how much I love her and look up to her because it just can't be put into words.

I love you sooo much mom & I'll always have time for our drive-by hugs

:)

Sara: Not just a pretty face

Sara Inger Nicole Heney.

Otherwise known as Saralami, Scarybear, or Sarabelle.

This sister has recently expressed that she would like a whole blog written about her.

So, here we go.

We met July 31, 1992. A beautiful day when one very special girl said, "Hello" to the world. (Yes, that's me.)

She is always there to watch an episode of Family Guy and crack up when Stewie says anything.

Right now she is laying on the floor across from me texting.

Oh, that's another thing-If we are going to do ANYTHING (driving, watch tv, talk) she can't do it until she finishes her text.

It's annoying at times, but kind of funny, since as soon as you open your mouth to talk she goes, "HANG ON!"

She is also a big fan of rap, and can memorize lyrics like you wouldn't believe.

Sara is a great driver, and drives a red Saturn Ion. (Way better looking than our neighbor's Ion)

Her dog is quite an interesting little thing, but is great at soccer.

She ALWAYS takes me to get mochas. And 99% of the time, she pays for them. Acutally, she pays for most of my stuff.

And she never complains about it.

One day when I get rich I'll pay her back.

She is a reaaaaaaally talented piano player, guitar player, and singer.

I am sooo jealous of her talent, and glad she doens't make fun of me when I sing off key in the car everyday

Oh, and for all you fellahs looking for a shot at love with Sara, well, here are some basic requirments.

-You must love Oldies

-You must be cute

-Preferably republican

-Christian (No love for Jesus, no love from Sara)

-Take a dance class with her (Salsa or Ballroom, heck, go crazy Hip Hop)

-Take her ice skating

-I hear she's looking for a blond, but if you aren't we can probably work around that

-You must be able to buy me nice stuff, since I'm letting you date my sister

-Take her horse back riding through that tunnel we always pass on the way to the lake

-Be a frequent shopper at Fred Meyers

-You CANNOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE be younger than Sara.

If you meet most of the requirments, let me know, and I can hook you two up.

She is the most beautiful person I know.

And the nicest by faaaaaar.

I wish I could be as nice, organized, pretty, considerate, thoughtful, devoted, or cool as her but that probably won't ever happen since she's set the bar pretty high.

Well, there you have it, Sara.

A blog written about you.

Now go clean my room, and buy me some coffee.

I LOVE YOU!

Nothing says palatable like menthol

Sore throats are my thing now, I guess.

Some bodily quirks we just don't get to pick, and I got stuck with this one.

Cough drops aren't tasty when your horking down menthol, but they work.

I think I just made up the word "horking." I smell trademark...

I'm going to Cierra's tomorrow!

I haven't spent the night at her house in FOREVER

Her house is always warm and toasty and smells nice and feels like a second home

Cierra is the longest friendship I've ever had

Since the 4th grade baby! 

I miss sooo much listening to the Rugrat's soundtrack, Spice Girls and Dream Street

and dancing and doing cartwheels in the front yard.

If I could go back to any time period, it would so be 4th grade.

I love Usta!

Embarrassing Kymi moment of the day?

I love the girl band Clique Girlz. The band has two 13 year olds and a 12 year old.

But they are amazing. "Then I Woke Up" has been playing non-stop for 2 days.

When there CD gets realeased, you better believe I'm buying it.

It just makes you feel great to be a young girl with her whole future ahead of her.

Wow, the corniness just keeps on coming...

College, college, college.

Otherwise known as options, options, options.

Hawaii has been 1st pick for a while. 

Manhattan has been a dream since pre-middle school.

Washington is a recent option.

I know, SHOCKING.

But Whitman College sounds like a great choice for school.

Downfall? It's in Walla Walla. And while I am a fan of their onions, I hear it's in the middle of nowhere. Which could be fun.

But probably not.

Seatlle is starting to sound nice.

It's only a few hours away from home so I can come home and visit on weekends, and it's an actual large city.

Plus, it has rain. And maybe just maybe Greys Anatomy will re-locate to Seattle, just so the show becomes more believable, and I will catch me some McHOTDOCTERS.

Sara is the best sister ever

She gave me a chocolate brownie AND she is cleaning my room tomorrow!

Plus, she is going to be on a TV Show involving babies

It's not a great show such as Kid Nation was, but it'll do.

I think I just "horked."

I coughed while simultaneously trying to drink some juice, and choked, thus, "horking."

And there I was thinking it couldn't be done.

Jason Mraz has some crazy-quirky lyrics.

I don't understand half of them, but they all make me smile.

What a cute little geek in the pink.

Have I mentioned how much I hate sore throats?

My esophogus is about 3 seconds away from being amputated from my body.

Don't think I can amputate something that isn't a limb or phalange?

Watch me.

When you give up on people, and then you miss them, it's not a good feeling.

But then I always look back to the end of what we had, and I remember that it's so not worth the effort.

Some friendships just don't need to be re-plenished.

Well, summer is going greaaaaaat and there are 2 COUNT 'EM 2 weeks until Shasta!

Ahhhh yeahhhh

Shame? So not an issue.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Honesty is the best policy.
Being yourself is perfection. No one else can take that title, so, as a girl who has recently realized this, I feel obligated to write a blog about things I'm not ashamed of.

-My ipod is chopped full of embarrasing songs, that I will never take off because I listen to them all the time.
-I've never had a first kiss. (or a boyfriend)
-Family time comes before friend time. Family is always gonna be there.
-I don't drink, do drugs, or smoke, and I don't think I'll ever do any of them.
-Democrats make me wanna hurl half the time. Actually more than half the time
-I always have an incredibly messy room.
-When I get really excited, and no one is looking I do this weird little freeze/jump/arm movement thing that just pops out.
-I have a tendancy to fall for nerds. I can't help it.
-I get really excited when people mention my blog.
-I average about 4,000 texts a month, more or less depending on the month.
-The Macarena is my favorite dance, and I will never stop loving it. I just may have it played at my funeral.
-I'm really looking foward to getting married.
-I love fast food.
-I am not a partier whatsoever. I hate big parties.
-When I hear certain songs on my ipod I daydream I can do really cool ice skating routines.
-When I feel someone is getting too friendly, I block them out completely. It's kinda rude I guess.
-I text all the time, but I've heard I'm one of the worst texter-backers
-I rarely answer my phone when it rings
-I can find the beauty in every car.
-I use the dictionary on my widget page ALL the time
-I am just dying to fall in love.
-I'm doing the Battle Ground's library Teen Summer Reading Program
-When I learned that I was spelling, "defientely" wrong, it took me 3 months to type it again
-I failed my driver's ed final the first time, and only got an 86% on the drive part.
-I learn about people over myspace, then forget I don't actually know them. (The song "Myspace Girl" is great by the way)
-My reading is pretty much limited to teen novels for now, but I like it that way.
-I have very little school spirit. Sometimes I wish I did, but the kids who are on ASB, every sport, every club, and every dance court bug the living crap out of me.
-I drink out of the milk jug all the time.
That's about everything I can think of.
I'm sure there's more, but now you know a little bit more of my life.
Don't forget people...it's better to be yourself than someone else.
:)

My Clicker is acting up

Whatever the mouse thing is on my laptop.

It feels a little off

I can't even think of the name of it.

Probably because its almost 6 AM, and I've yet to get some z's.

It's hard to believe I would be getting up for school around this time.

Gotta love summer and incorrect computer lingo.

Guitar is a skill I have yet to perfect. Or start...

Taking it when I was 8, then dropping for a good 8 years wasn't the best idea.

I wish I could play and sing and be great at it, but it's just not in the cards until I take some lessons.

You can learn on Youtube though...

Some people make me wanna barf. Haha I typed "bark" the first time.

I guess barking can be an angry expression, too.

As much as you love someone, they can bug the crap out of you, too.

Sara's dog is the new Jesus.

Don't know if you all got the memo...

Either that or she is some sort of part dog/part dolphin scientific miracle that fears water.

Here's some happy news for all you optomistrists....I'm actually starting to wear my reading glasses!

It has become a habit, and I'm kinda proud of it.

Too bad I rarely read in public so all of you won't get the joy of saying, "Hey Kymi! Great job on reading with your reading glasses! High-5!"

I'm just guessing thats how it would go.

Izzie is in Brazil, (I mean Brasil) right now!

Not like she has internet there, or at least I'm assuming she doesn't but I'd like to give a heartfelt "hola" to all those crazy Brazillians!

Sleep is just something I'm not feeling right now.

Obviously since it's almost 6 and I haven't slept.

I tried, for like 10 minutes.

Then I journaled, read, and straightned my hair and sang infront of the mirror for a good hour.

Does anyone else do that? Sing in front of the mirror??

I have a feeling that my real singing career won't pick up for a good 10-never years, so might as well give it my best lip syncing shot while I'm in front of a mirror.

Maybe sleep wouldn't be such a bad idea right about now...

Gooooood Night 

Or Good Morning or whichever you like best.