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read my profile sign my guestbook  Name: Kristen Country: United States State: Kansas Metro: Topeka Birthday: 10/16/1989 Gender: Female Interests: Expertise: Message: message me Website: visit my website Yahoo: AIM:  xxvintage dream
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For one reason or another, I have the urge to write in here. Romeo and Juliet is certainly on it's way. Although the casting is beyond odd, I think the chemistry will work well. And I, once again, will be the comic relief as the nurse. One of these days I'm going to get a good solid dramatic role...which is slightly funny because I always thought of myself as a better dramatic actress than comedy. ::shrug:: Susan and I's Duo finally qualified in state, taking first. We've been working really hard on it and it's finally paid off; definately a good feeling. I've recieved a couple of scholarships from KSU, but none worth much mention. I guess I didn't jump on the gun just quick enough...but I find myself not caring. So, I spend a big chunk of my time as a coffee house goer. I suppose I'm there often enough to nearly call it being a "loser." But eh...whatevs. My spring break turned out to be rather amazing. The first few days were insanely lonely because everyone had left. Eventually Nikki found her way back into town and we were joined at the hip since then. We went camping with SHHS boys, got dirty, shot some guns, went mudding and burnt crap. It was fantastic. The next day we ventured off to some strangers party. It's a pretty amusing story, you should ask me about it. I'm working at Pisano's now, currently as a host until Romeo and Juliet are over and then I will have the time to train as a server. Management seems to be rather amazing there, at least compared to the Red Robin (yuuuuuuuuum). I've been on some ups and downs recently...and it's always depending on the day. I believe we call that bipolar disorder? I need to suck it up and go see my shrink. :o( One particular issue though has been on the subject of friends...or "friends" I should probably say. And yes, this IS to you: I wish I had gotten the memo when it became alright to insist and force your friends, who were at one point what I thought were fairly decent friends of mine as well, not to speak to me under any circumstance. And THEN, I really wish I had gotten the memo when it became a crime for my OWN best friend to speak to me. You are aware that we were attatched at the hip before you'd even met the girl, right? Annnnyway, it's about time to head to my one class today. Then who knows what's in store for my day. Hopefully a good one. Toodles! | |
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| I have this incredible need to put some thoughts down, preferably on paper, but I don't have that luxury here. I couldn't sleep last night. And for the oddest reasons. I had constant dreams about two people, anxiety dreams. And it's got me worried. Times before have proven that these dreams tend to mean something. I sit here contemplating whether I should actually tell them, or to just let it slide. Not like they'd believe me anyway, right? In other news, I'm still stuck here in Colorado Springs. For what was supposed to be a nice vacation to see Rob home, has turned into a fighting hell for me. No one gets along here and I continue to find myself sincerely depressed. I brought in the new year completely by myself, crying most of the night. Great start, eh? Although, I guess one good thing that has come out of this trip. I got a tattoo, and pretty much love it. There are more to come, I assure you. Picture? okay.   They stand for "To Love, To Hope, To Dream" The three things I feel are necessities in life. But, that's that. I miss my friends something terrible. Nikki, Kenyon, Annie, Kyle, etc. Oh, I don't think I've shared the fact that I have a new puppy, and am completely in love with him. lol Since I'm already doing pictures already in this post, I might has well show you, eh?  His name is Leo, and is a Shih Tzu. I look awkward in this picture, and he's of course not looking at the camera, but whatev. That's the current love of my life. I'm getting ready to head onto base for the "after the war" counciling. I've been informed that my primary reason for going is to guy scope, whiiich, I guess is a definite possibility  My father and I are once again in a brawl...only this time I do believe it's going to stick until he realizes I'm not a little girl anymroe. I'm 18 and no longer have to take his shit, to put it simply that is. At this point, I don't care. Maybe I will eventually,but not now. Alright, I suppose I'm finished bitching. Do tell what you think of the tattoo... Other than that, hopefully I'll see most of you soon when I return back in Kansas. "There's no place like home..." heh. (oh, btw Kenyon, concussions are very not fun..and glad you had mucho fun in South America.) | |
| It's been a ridiculously long time. I don't think I can do a full update, but today's events are definitely worth recording. So, here it is: I was on my way to take Patrick to school this morning. We were running late, so I was obviously rushing...something I will never do again. I spent as much time as I could TRYING to get the ice off my windshield, but failed significantly. Long story short, I T-boned a Durham school bus. I hit it's tire head on while going...I'd say 25-30. Needless to say, I completely totaled my car. The front in is completely crushed in, and after looking at the car it's a wonder Patrick and I were able to walk out of that car. We're both okay, just a lot of swelling and emotional exhaustion. Both of us are extremely lucky, and that's all there is to it. My face is the size of a balloon and is burned on the side from the air bag, every muscle in my body hurts, including my fingers. And to top it off? It's finals week. So, for all of you that care, or don't for that matter, I'm okay...just bumped and bruised....and very disoriented. I might do an actual update at some point later...but right now I have to literally focus on where I put my fingers. It's the weirdest feeling. | |
| I'm going to update this instead of work on my math homework, okay? Shall I begin with an update on life, or my thoughts on turning the big 18? :: shrug:: Let's start with the update. In the theater world we are currently working on High School Musical. I know, horrible, right? I'm not in it, nor would I want to be, but I am doing light board, so hooray for that! lol But, if that isn't exciting enough, then I spose this might be: ABC's Goodmorning America will/has come to tape some of our production for a piece they're doing. I guess we were chosen out of some 2000 schools. So, this is spiffy, I must say. Although, I won't lie, there are some bad aspects of this. The fact that many that are in the cast are there to "be on TV". Whateeev. As far as work goes, it still bites. New management and such, so things are nuts. But, I was asked to begin training or CDT (a trainer). Which is cool, I guess. It means I have a say in who will be hired. It's a six week process. I went to KSU on Friday with Sir Kyle. I've been up there a couple of times now, but this was my first "real" tour. And, as expected, I am totally in love. The campus is wonderful, the people are professors are fantastic, and the departments are what I'm looking for. My only issue is that they're Wildcats. :: sigh:: Can't I just magically bring my KU Jayhawks to Manhattan? And maybe Mass. st. too? But, its easy to say that I absolutely can't wait. And the more and more I'm stuck here, the more and more I continue to feel trapped. At this point, I'm not even sure I feel like finishing out the senior year. I'm just ready to begin my road to real adult hood. I could go on and on about this, but it all measures up to two simple things: I have a severe case of senioritis and I'm in love with college. In case anyone isn't up on the times, I guess I should let it be known that Dane and I have broken up. Its a very long, drawn out reason as to why I chose to end it. I'm doing okay, and I hope he is. I never intended to hurt him. If you feel like inquiring on this more, talk to me in person. Kristen has been moving in a very strange direction lately. I'm not going to say what exactly it is, but it certainly is a direction I never thought I would take....and she needs to cut it out. On another slightly depressing note...ha, depressing. Anyway, I have medication now for depression. I guess that's whats partially been wrong with me lately in feeling so blah all the time. I've been feeling significantly better, that's for sure. It was only a matter of time, I suppose. It runs in the family. I can definitely say I have never been this effected by medication before though. If I miss a single dose, BAM!, a break down occurs. Blah, I learned that at work. lol, fantastic place to have a mental breakdown, huh? Back to a happy note. I have one hour, yes, ONE HOUR, to be considered a juvenile. In 59 minutes I will officially be an "adult," at least in the state's eyes. I'm turning 18. Crazy, huh? I certainly think so. This is one of those landmark ages that you (or atleast I did) think about when you're a kid and wonder what it'll be like. You can't WAIT to turn that big one-eight. And, I have to say, that I'm rather excited. Not necessarily because of the number, but just because it'll open a few doors for me. Simply the fact that if I really wanted to, I could move out. Or...being able to order something off the TV! Or my tattoo. I'm getting that tattoo. I'm not a "baby" anymore. I'm legal. I can vote. I can smoke if I felt like it. I can go into a dirty store. lol, jk. I can even get a credit card.Its just so fucking nuts to me! lol, I know I sound lame, but really, this is for my own personal documentation. I've always been very aware of my growing up process and how I've matured into something. I will say that I'm not the adult I want to be yet, though. I still have tons to learn. But, damn, I can't wait to learn them. So. I'll end this on, Happy Birthday to me. Have a good one Kristen, and always remember it. :o) | |