Midnight Pancakes

Once upon a time a pretty good chunk of my heart got shattered last night.
I'll elaborate later when I've composed my thoughts a little better.
I don't wanna say a bunch of stuff I don't mean out of anger...

Anyway, things were bad.
So I sent out an invitation for midnight pancakes to my twitter followers.
My dear sweet friend called Julie Blake answered my desperate cry for an adventure.

We went to Denny's and caught up on everything.
It took my mind of all the Jamba crap going on.
She's amazing.

DFTBA

Word Vomit

Would you like to hear about something that makes me want to cry?

TALKING.

I'm bad at talking.

Really, really, really bad at talking.

That's the #1 reason I write this blog. I hate talking. When you write, you get as many chances as you need to make the words sound right together. But when you talk, it's one and done. And then people look at you like....

"what. the hell. just came out. of your mouth?"

Or maybe that's just me.

Once upon a time I was sitting in my communications class when I blurted out this gem....

And I quote: "Matt how do you talk so well? You always have a word for everything. I wish I could take a class on talking so I don't sound like an idiot all the time. I'm just really bad at talking."

I SAID THOSE EXACT WORDS TO MY COLLEGE PROFESSOR IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE CLASS.

That, right there, was a perfect example of why I need a class on "talking".

He told me to read more books. The more words you know, the easier it is to find them.

I've always been told that if you hate 10 things about yourself you should pick one and work on it until you've either fixed the problem or learned to be okay with it and then move on to other things.

Well, folks, I need to work on talking. Or, rather, NOT talking. Sometimes word vomit is my hardest battle to overcome. I need to shut the heck up and think about what I'm saying to people. I've done enough damage in my *almost* nineteen years of life where words are concerned... It's time to be different.

Here's to growing up!

DFTBA

Birthday Week!

I have this friend called Maddie that I met in 7th grade. She's definitely someone that takes everything to the next level... especially her birthday. Celebrating for one day is not good enough for Maddie, she needs an entire week.

And I completely agree.

SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEEK TO ME :)

I plan to do something epic every day of birthday week.

And even better than that, it's finally J U L Y!!! July is the best month of the year. Obvi.

Hey guess what I'm leaving for my Canada/New England trip in EIGHT days.

EIGHT.

(Ask my boyfriend how good I am at counting down for things... ;) hahaha)

I'm tempted to start packing right this very minute! I love to travel. Love it love it love it. I love to go see new places and learn new things and meet new people. Plus it's just refreshing to turn my phone off for seven days and enjoy time chilling on a huge ship out in the middle of the ocean with my awesome family. It's wonderful. :)

Also, I'm SO FREAKING EXCITED for the Red Sox vs Yankees game we are going to after the cruise. I've always wanted to go to Boston and see the Red Sox play. I've been dreaming of this for almost half of my entire life. It seems so unreal that it's actually happening. I just can't even handle it. AAAAAHHHHH.

ALSO ALSO, Kyle and Natalie are living in Philadelphia for the summer and I miss them terribly. But guess what? THEY ARE GONNA COME MEET US IN BOSTON AND SPEND THE DAY EXPLORING WITH US! When my mom told me I screamed. I can't wait to see those kids! I miss them so much!

AND I get to go to Corps Encore tomorrow night! It's probably one of the nerdiest things I indulge in every year, but it's amazing. Now, I bet you're probably thinking, "Kara, what the heck is Corps Encore?" Well, it's part of DCI which stands for Drum Corps International.... It's basically people that spend an entire summer traveling around the country and performing excellent shows for regular citizens such as myself.... IT'S A PROFESSIONAL MARCHING BAND COMPETITION, OKAY!? I'm so excited. I love DCI with all of my little heart. Plus I get to go with Scott, Katie, and Garrett. hehe :)

Speaking of Scott. He's great, by the way. As (hopefully) most of you know, he's been one of my best friends for four years. I spent my high school days looking up to him and wishing I could be HIS girl. I wrote him for *most* of his mission and counted every single one of those 730 days. And now, he is mine. He calls me every morning to tell me to have a good day. He comes to visit me wherever I am. He listens to me whine about my stupid problems. He laughs with me. He takes me to institute every Tuesday and Thursday night. He makes fun of me for being a crazy child and then kisses my forehead and says, "I love you, sweetheart." He encourages me to be better. He buys me lots and lots and lots of ice cream. He sits in my living room with my family and I and soaks it all in. He's just great. I swear I still don't know how I lucked out and had some of my wildest dreams come true, but they did. And I think that's pretty awesome. :)

Now get out there in the 100 degree sun and enjoy July! I know I'm going to :)

DON'T FORGET TO BE AWESOME