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So this is a post to satisfy all of those who think my previous post was creepy. Which, touche, it was (please note the commas... it makes sense I promise, you with hearing impairments. You know who you are).
Well. I don't have anything interesting to post about myself so I'm just going to keep typing until I get tired of it.
You know, I love redbox. It just makes sense. I mean there rarely is a reason I need a movie for an entire week, and even if I bring it back the next day, places still charge 3-5 dollars. Redbox knows whats up. You only need to watch the movie once, so you pay a dollar and bring it in the next day. It doesn't get much easier. And there is no need to talk to annoying sales associates who you can tell hate working at movie rental places as much as you hate going there. Once you take human interaction out of the equation, people are much happier.
On another note, I realized that a lot of the so called "classic" novels have really depressing endings. It kinda sucks.
Ok. I'm tired of writing now.

Valentines Day

This is going to take some explaining. My sister has a blue body pillow she left at home. Well I "borrow this pillow on the night of Valentines day and created my own date named Charles. He was very charming, thanks for asking and I had a lot of fun facebooking and watching Jane Austin movies. Here are the highlights:Just like the perfect date, he isn't afraid to enjoy some P & P.

The two of us just chilling.Did I mention he plays the piano?And he brought me flowers :)

Rise and Shout the Cougars are out!!!!

Guess who's going to BYU?
Yeah. Kim's going to be a resident of Provo!!!!
HOORAY

PS. Much to my father's delight, and the joy of my sunshine yellow computer, I won't be paying for much of it ;)

2 Days and Counting

I'm not counting down the days until Friday, or the days until my 18th birthday. But something much more awesome.
You see there is this after hours party at Skyline on Febuary 6th from 9:30ish to 12:30ish. The cost is $10 and there will be blow up toys, casino games, grizzly idol, and so much more.

And now that I've done my duty to my school pride, we can get on to more pressing matters.... like the fact that I turn 18 in only two days! Yes the wonderful world of smoking, lottery tickets, dry ice, WD40, spray paint, and who knows what else. And this won't just be like other birthdays. Oh no. I'm not just going to wake up and think "wow I feel exactlly the same as I did yesterday only I'm a year older." I'm going to wake up, and the world is going to enter a new era of awesomeness.
First thing I'll do is answer my call from the President.
"Hey, Kim, just calling to wish you a very happy birthday."
"Yo, thanks Barack. I was just wondering if we could throw a nation wide party." And in a beautiful display of irony he will answer:
"Yes we can!"

Second, I will walk out my door and waiting there will be my own private limo and staff, who will wait on my every whim. After a day of fabulous class-skipping, I will get into a beautiful ballgown and go to a huge ball, held in my honor. Everyone who is anyone will be there. Obama, Clooney, and so many others. I'll dance all of the sweet ballroom which I will have conveniently learned since turning 18.

I'll get to go on a special space launch that will have been planned just for me. I'm going to go into space, and look at all the beautiful stars, make a startling discovery, and become so famous that I will get named senator, just cause I'm sweet like that. But I mustn't get ahead of myself. That doesn't come until my 30th birthday.

Lastly, there will be world wide fireworks that will be glorious to be beheld. Magical things will happen and then the clock will strike nine thirty.

The gown and all of the accomplishments will disappear and my limo will once more become a squash. I'll get into my beat up station wagon, drive to skyline and party it up at the after hours party.

And thats just my 18th birthday. Wait until I turn 21!