Random Crap Floating ’round my Mind
Until now, I’ve never had to deal competing with anyone for attention. Growing up as an only child I got all the attention I ever wanted, and even got it when the last thing I wanted was attention; that’s just what I’m used to. This may seem silly, but to me it’s the farthest thing from it. Now I don’t want to go into detail about who it is or what’s been happening, but lets just say the result is a not very happy Kim. I guess I can start by saying that I don’t quite understand why I’m receiving less attention from person A now that person B has come along, especially since I’ve known both of them longer then they’ve even known eachother.
I hope this isn’t coming off as whiney – and I’m sure if I came accross this I’d be the one saying ‘oh boo hoo, there’s worse things in life to be sad about’, but let’s just say person A plays a fairly significant role in my life. Go ahead, call me jealous, I won’t deny it, but my real point here is I just don’t get it, and I wish I was able to talk to person A about it without them looking at me like I’m a brainless idiot for reacting the way I am. Another thing, I’ve hardly ever talked to anyone about stupid personal issues lately other then person A. So blog, until then, prepare to be spammed with the random crap floating around my mind that I probably shouldn’t be posting for my own dignity’s sake.
- Kim.
Update: What’s Going on in my Head.
There’s some people in the world who find comfort enough in everyone that they can tell them anything that’s wrong and not even think twice about it. Me on the other hand, get annoyed by those people and turn to my blog. Where people can read about my life but I don’t actually have to say anything. No I’m not going to spill out my deepest darkest thoughts and feelings, but I’m sure you’ll get the point.
As the school year comes closer to an end, I’ve wanted nothing more than to go home and just be with my boyfriend & family. And possibly because of that, everything negative that’s been happening here has been pushing me closer and closer to the edge of loosing my patience.
So now, I really want to go home.
I love some of the people I’m always around, and others, well, not so much. Let’s just say I don’t understand why they do what they do on multiple levels. The thing is, the people I don’t understand keep getting worse, and I’ve just kind of given up.
So now, I really don’t have any sort of motivation to be around anyone until I get home.
So there’s my cheery little update.
Yay.
- Kim
♥
Money and Memories
For whatever reason, today and lately the thought of spending money and material things have been on my mind, and I figured it’s about time I write a blog post about it. Being in college and just having moved to the big city, obviously my spending habits increased a little, mostly on college related things but also on a lot of non essential things.
Growing up, my parents always said that material things aren’t as important to them, because after all, you can’t take them with you when life comes to an end. I always agreed with that, but the idea of ‘well I can afford it, so why not’ always sat in the back of my head at the same time. I do have a couple of theory’s behind that though. Growing up, I’d see my parents go out and buy what I thought – whatever they wanted. For example, they wanted to go out camping more, and so, they bought a tent trailer, and if they wanted to fly somewhere, we would. However, it was what I didn’t see or piece together that made that okay. The thought behind it, the planning, the saving, the benefits, the memories & life experiences, the things that no kid really cares about when their parents buy something. And until lately, I still never put that together. The trailer benefited us in the sense that we could comfortably travel and see local parts of the world together, as a family. Whenever we flew places, it was usually to see family, and of course, to see more of the world.
Now I certainly know that I’ve been very fortunate to have grown up with the loving family I did, doing the things we wanted to do, and having the things we do, because not everybody gets that chance. In my parents’ minds, the essentials came first, and then the extras, and I truly wished I would’ve noticed that before I did. Now I’m not saying I went on a huge expensive shopping spree and now I feel bad, that’s not the purpose behind this post, what I am saying is that I actually understand were my parents were coming from this whole time, and I feel the need to share that.
As for the sense of ‘I have the money to get this, so why not’, just think of it in the sense that you could be doing a lot of things, but aren’t. Like you could be stealing everything instead of buying it, but unfortunately consequences come along with that, whether it be getting in trouble with the law, a guilty conscience, or even friends or family thinking less of you, there’s always something. Spending money on non essential things can also have a consequence, and it may not always be as obvious, and sometimes it may even be a good consequence. Most of the time, you don’t need everything that you plan to get, and really, I’ve never seen a down side to saving your money. Whether you use it to travel, help out a friend, continuing your education, or even in the event of an unexpected child – whatever comes your way, all of that adds up to unique memories and experiences that no one can take from you, and there’s really no down side to it. You may not be able to keep up with every trend that comes around, but really, that’s just another material thing.
If you have a roof over your head, someone who cares about you, and food to eat every day, life can never be truly that bad.
Take care, and I’ll type to you later.
- Kim ♥
Winter Break Adventures
The hollidays are done, and it’s been back to school in some new classes for me. But before I go on about what’s been happening in the new year so far, I’ll have to fill you in on my adventures over the break.
For the most part, it was your typical visiting with the family and eating a little too much food at Christmas dinners, which went well as per usual. My moms family is mainly located in Windsor, so that’s were we travelled first. Before the break began, I was informed that my grandma was unoficially diagnosed with dimensia, and the stories that my mom had told me before made it sound like she had more or less just lost her mind, but in a funny kind of way. My grandma had been apparently been making comments about how the barcode on a cleenex box was how they tracked you down, and other kind of consperacy theorys like that. I guess it might have worsened by the time I saw her, but in person, it was the farthest thing from funny. To me, we had lost her, and every little bit of who she was. She would look at me and say things like “slippers”, or the most random things you could think of (mind you we had been talking about slippers about half an hour ago). She would walk down a hallway mumbling random words with a goofy smile, sit down, and two secconds later she would get back up and walk somewhere else. Before we would always have to convince her to walk for a couple of secconds. After a while I got over the initial shock of ‘she’s nothing like the grandma I’ve known for the last 19 years’, but it’ll be a long time untill I’m fully used to it.
Things got better after that for the most part, Mark (my boyfriend) and I went skating with my mom, aunt, and cousins, which if my skates fit at the time I’m sure I would’ve stayed on the ice for a little longer. It was nice to catch up with that side of the family, since we all live multiple hours from eachother.
While we returned home safely, things remained staying well. More Christmas dinners with Mark’s family, and lots of time spent shopping (and even more time trying to get in and out of the parking lot). Everything continued going fine, that is until the 30th of December. It was very foggy out while Mark and I were driving to my house after picking up things for the new years party, throw in a weird angled intersection and my hollidays went from good to well, not so good. As well as the fog outside the car, the windows were fogged up on the inside as well. I was wiping the window on my side down so we could see who was coming, saw no one, and proceded to cross the intersection. About a third of the way through we were struck by a van that hit the back of the front wheel, came side by side, and went off in opposite directions. Although I know what happened, doesn’t nessecarily mean I remember it all – since my side got hit, the initial impact caused me to bang my head off the side window and was apparently enough for me to black out for a few secconds. Basically what I remember was wiping off the window, the sound of the hit, screaming and banging my head off the window & getting a weird taste in my mouth, and then being at the side of the road (the doctor said it was likely just a mild concussion). Although it was extremely foggy, the van that hit us was going about 80 km/h which was the speed limit for that road. Not only that, but once Mark saw the other driver he leaned over and said “hey, she looks familiar .. doesn’t she work at the store?”. Yup, not only does she own/work at the store in my hometown, but I’d known her since I was at least 5.
Vehicles asside, everyone who was involved in the accident was fine. Mark ended up having to pay a $110 ticket for failure to yeild at a stop sign (or something like that), and asside from whiplash and a sore head, I was fine. I do consider myself to be lucky that nothing worse happened, because it very easily could have. It’s just the “what if’s” that scare me the most – like, what if we were just a little bit further into the intersection, what if it was something much bigger than a van that hit us, stuff like that.
New years went well for the most part, a little less exciting than previous years, but still good.
And while I planned on going on a little bit about the new year so far, this post is surely long enough, so that will just have to wait.
Hope you all had safe and happy holidays, and I’ll type to you later.
- Kim ♥
Just one of Those Days
Ever had one of those days, when nothing really seems to be going your way ?
For example, you wake up with intentions to take a shower only to find out that someone already had that idea, go to put on your new deoderant and find out that the spinny thing at the bottom doesn’t push it up, read your email that says you ordered 3 items from a website totaling at $60 when you only ordered one thing, go to class and the professor isn’t there until an hour after class technically started, then one person in class askes you something that has been brought up/talked about a million times before by multiple people.
Well yeah, that’s basically been my morning – and to top it all off, it’s monday morning.
I don’t have these kind of days often, I tend to look on the brighter side of life and just put my problems with it behind me, but today I honestly just can’t.
One good thing is, things are getting dealt with in terms of my classes. Or at least they’re supposed to be soon. And I suppose semester break is comming up relativly soon, so yay. (:
For now, I think I’m going to go for a walk (not quite as peacefull as a walk back home would be, but a walk none the less).
Toodles for now ♥
College Rant (& I need a hug)
Okay, I haven’t ranted in a while, so I figured it might help at the moment.
So here’s the deal, I’m studying photography at mohawk college, it’s the first year that the program has ran, and basically, I’m not happy. I’ve been patient, since it is the first year that the program has ran, I’ve given this program and its teachers some slack, but even now that everything is set up and running smoothly, we’re still not accomplishing anything. We come to class, expect to stay for the 3 hours it says on our schedual, we’re givin another project with no advice, and 20 minutes into class we’re let go. If I wanted to be doing that, I would’ve just gotten a job instead of paying to ‘learn’. I didn’t really mind this at first, but “yay short classes” quickly turned into “okay, now I want to do something else”. Now I’m not saying we haven’t done anything, but what we have done feels like we’ve done it a million times.
For the most part, everything I already know about taking pictures and editing I’ve either taught myself or been taught through examples, trial and error. I feel like I’m not learning anything by just being told “do this, this and this and voila”. Maybe it’s just because it’s not what I’m used to doing, but whatever the reason, I don’t like it.
Its been hard enough adjusting to living on my own, being away from my friends, family and boyfriend back home, and I really gotta say, so far it hasn’t been worth being away from all of them. Yes I’ve made friends here, and to be honest they’ve been the main reason that I wouldn’t mind staying here longer. Its kind of been like summer camp; it’s nice to get away for a little while and meet new people, but after too long you just get tired and want to go home to the ones you know and love.
I guess in conclusion, I have no idea what I want to do anymore – but I know I could sure use a hug and a familiar face.
ps. is there such thing as a pre-mid life crisis?
A Hurt Ear and The Simple Life.
Why am I awke right now ? Easy, my ear hurts.
My boyfriend and I put mini spacers in on saturday so I’d blame it on that, but it’s the inside part that’s hurting (if that’s still somehow related, I don’t know).
There’s one thing that you may not know about me, is that I’m the biggest worryier on the face on the planet. Weather there’s one reason to be scared of something hurting of if there’s 100, I’ll be parinoid untill the last pain goes away. Well let me tell you, since september its been one fun year as far as different aches and pains go. My stomach cramped randomly apparently for no reason said the doctors, my heart felt like it’s fluttering (no, not the mushy romantic feeling either), just last week my face (sinuses) felt like someone had dropped a bag of bricks on it, my head’s randomly felt like it was going to explode because of the pain, and now this. I’ve never felt more parinoid and like I’m falling appart then I do now.
Recently I’ve just felt like just giving up on life and lying in bed, cuddling up with Mark (my boyfriend) for a couple days, or at least have a break and get away from the big city for a little while. Too bad life just isn’t that simple. You need money to have a room, and a bed, a blanket, a car, somewhere else to stay, and in order to get that money it requires you to do something other than just laying in bed and enjoying the little things around you. I wish that’s how we could live life.
It’s kinda funny what a hurting ear and being tired and parinoid can lead you to think about. If only I could write my reports this easily.
As for ranting about my program here at college, I’ll save that for another day.
Slightly Depressing Update.
Hello there, just thought I’d give a little update.
Things at college have been awesome lately, things outside of that, well, they’ve been better.
Lately I’ve been a little home sick, kinda like it was in France, but here at least they speak in english. I guess that’s why it’s taken a little bit longer to set in. Now don’t get me wrong, I love life on my own, college, and the friends I’ve made here so far, but it’s just a big change. I’ve lived in the same house my entire life until now, I’ve always had at least one of my parents by my side, and I’ve always had a decent sized group of friends. It’s a little weird looking back, cause come to think of it, I’ve never really had to make my own friends. My first friend in preschool came up to me and flat out asked if I wanted to be friends, to which I said okay. Since then friends have come into my life through current friends, and others left; that’s just the way it’s always been. I’m not saying I’m not making any friends (as hard as it may be to believe, I am), I’m just saying that it’s weird not having at least one person that was here before. I think the only friends I’ve even seen in the last month are Mark & Rachel ♥.
Long story short, I’m kinda starting to miss life living in the middle of nowhere and everything that came with it, especially the friends who I got to see almost every day. Though I guess with every new beginning, some things get left behind.
Ps. We get a week off school sometime in October, so naturally I’m gonna go visit W.O, just a heads up
Toodles for now ♥
Tales from the Big City
While I’ve still been getting used to life in the city, I’ve stumbled upon a couple things to talk about, other then “hey a cow was walking around on the football field today”. Don’t get me wrong those stories are awesome too, but seeing as I’m a ‘small town in the middle of nowhere’ girl, the city and college have been fairly amusing, at least to me.
1. So last night, one of my roommates and I went on a bus adventure; long stroy short, we got lost. But once we finally got on the right bus back home (around 9pm), an older man who was carrying a shopping bag got on the bus. A couple minutes passed, and he reached in his bag, pulled out a can of beer, and proceded to drink it. Now I know I’m still ajusting to the city life, so I must ask, is that something that I should get used to? I mean I’ve taken the subway in Paris France, and believe me, some of the people over there managed freak me out and they weren’t even talking in english, but this was new.
2. In one of my classes, the teacher (Gerry) likes to ask a lot of questions and make jokes, and a lot of the time the class isn’t all that responsive. He then responded with “what is it anal tuesday or something?”.
3. We watched this in class http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_AGsCUzroQ (same teacher).
4. English prof: I have A.D.D as you might figure out, but it can be fun sometimes hey look squirrel.
Nuff said.
5. There’s an ice cream truck !
So I’m probably forgetting a bunch of random moments too, but I’m sure you get the point. And if anyone in my classes feels the need to remind me of any of those moments, feel free to comment.
Toodles for now ♥

