Well well well. It's been a while, hasn't it? I'm basically officially switched over to myspace...but there's not a whole lot of blog action going on on myspace, and I miss just typing random stuff, so here we are. Before I forget, my play is next weekend...November 30, December 1 & 2. The play we're doing is called " Flowers for Algrenon." It's not the most exciting play in the world, but why would you want to pass up a chance to see me? I mean really. Let me know if you want tickets. The other play that I'm in isn't until February...I'm sick of rehearsels, but it will be fun once we reach the time to actually perform..it usually always is. We're doing " Seusical the Musical." It's a fun one. I went and saw it in Muskegan on Sunday...it was pretty alright. I went to Nationals for volleyball at the beginning of the month...it was in Nebraska which is basically the most boring state on the planet..er..in the US...but it was fun..I love the girls on my team. And we played pretty well..considering the teams that we went up against. I've been getting into rap music lately. I know! I'm retarded..I never thought the day would come..but it has. WHAT'S NEXT?! COUNTRY?! Now that one REALLY won't ever happen. I can't imagine ever acquiring a taste for country music. I get the chills just thinking about it. Not the good chills...the bad ones. There are good and bad chills, you know. Like..the good chills being listening to music that is so good that it just sends chills up and down your body. Orrr...when you eat something really yummy...or when someone does dot dot dash on your back...the bad chills being (in my case anyways) when I eat green beans..or drink white milk..unless I'm eating something chocolate..then it's alright...or when I'm cold...man I hate being cold. I just think the whole cold weather thing is a ridiculous concept. Oh, I got fingertips drilled into my bowling ball. Exciting, I know. I have yet to bowl with it yet, so I'm not sure how it's going to go..but hopefully it will improve my bowling skills and rasie my average. The bowling alley I go to plays country. Mmm I hate it. When I just typed mmm..it reminded me of Mmmbop by Hanson. Does anyone remember that band? I was never allowd to listen to them growing up and it made me SO mad. I wasn't allowd to listen to Britney Spears either, which also just made me furious. I mean..what kind of parent wouldn't allow there kid to listen to Britney Spears?! That's like torture. Just kidding...but it did seem like torture growing up. All of the cool kids listened to her. Oh my gosh it just struck me...THAT'S why I'm not cool. Because my parents didn't let me listen to Britney Spears. They're all to blame. Oh, my sister is engaged. Yep...Adrian and Kelli are getting hitched..next September 15. I'm the maid of honor. Woo! Knowledge is contagious...we need to infect the truth...you don't always die from tobacco. Sometimes you just lose a lung. Or get your tounge cut out. I'm watching the Macy's day parade. Mmm...Happy Thanksgiving. And what a happy day it is. I'm so glad that there isn't snow on the ground...I might've just had to kill myself if there was. So, what are you thankful for? I have so much to be thankful for...I take so many things for granted. Oh hey, I got an idea..lets hang out. Call me if you want to. 16165665899. There was this imposter lady bug crawling on my hand and I was like " Well how precious!" So I just let it crawl around..and it stopped on my pointer finger knuckle and was just sitting there and I was like aww he's going to take a nap on my hand..but NO! He was gnawing away at my skin. Now I have a scab there. I flicked that little sucker off of my hand and then squished it. It made a crunchy noise, which pleased me because it made me believe that his death was painful. I've taken some pretty sweet pictures since last time I updated...I'll be sure and get them up sometime soon. Anyways, life is generally alright. Okay, well, I'm off to the grandparents house for dinner...I hope you all are having wonderful lives. I miss you. I love you. Kimmy. x333 Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again | 
