My life through pins.

I was recently looking through my pins and was reminiscing about old pinterest moments. Looking back through them, I basically pin the story of my life and those pins are pretty dang funny! They are funny and sad, but it's my life explain in small quotes and pictures. Ha. So I thought I would share those pins that I deem hilarious.  

 There are so many reasons why this is true.

 Sometimes phone calls are nerve racking...

 This is my college life. I do hope you FAIL!

 Notice how it's blank. True statement.

 This frequently crosses my mind.

 Mother don't talk about me behind my back!

 Let's just say flirting doesn't come naturally to me. It's not my forte.

 God bless fast metabolisms.

 The reason why I deem my success so hard to reach.

 What? How did I know that? I dunno... I heard it from someone.

 I'm just gonna step out and put some clothes on... The attacker can't see me naked. Awkward.

 Ha ha. Jogging.

This is my life, except with my cousins. My friends don't date. Ha. 

 Ha ha. Running.

 I legitimately have this fear. 

 But they do, they really do.

 It's so upsetting! Curse buffering!

 I feel this way about many people. "We're not friends"

 My daily dilemma.

 Mmm... Agreed.

 Why, why must I explain? Yes or No, good enough answer.

Man dime? As you wish....

Twiggy.

So for Halloween I decided to be Twiggy from the 60's. It turn out pretty good. I'm satisfied.

  
Halloween was pretty chill but it was still way fun.

Cornbellys.

So this weekend Me, Taylor, Kenz and Birk thought we would be festive and go to cornbellys. Mostly we wanted to do the maze, which we pretty much sucked out, so we came out the same way we came in. Plus the corn was cut to our waists so it was kinda lame. As hard as we tried to find our way out of Romney's face, we couldn't. 

After we decided that we would go through Cornbellys haunted houses. Fun stuff, right? FALSE. Previous to this event, I never really had gone through a haunted house. Last year I went through Taylor's neighbors haunted barn, it was scary, but baby stuff compared to this. And Cornbellys is baby stuff compared to Nightmare on 13th and etc. 

So previous to this I had to prior experience. Lets just say I handle it so badly. I have a tendency to attach to an arm. In this case it was usually Taylors, her arm went numb I was squeezing it so hard. I scream at EVERYTHING. Let's just say I would be a fabulous date to one of these things, which is good because the only way I'm going back is only if I am attached to the arm of a big burly man. 

Only under those conditions.





This is us at the Halloween store.

Halloween!

So I've been deciding what I should be for Halloween since like the beginning of September. And just like every other year, I don't decided until basically the day before. 

True Statement. 

But this year, I broke the pattern. I decided on a costume a week before. Improvement, I think yes :)

For Halloween this year, I'm going to be Twiggy, a model from the sixties. Hopefully it turns out well. 

She is gorgeous! Lets just see if a can mimic that for one night. Ha ha.

Change. I'm Scared of it.

So I've been growing my out hair since 9th grade. Its been for year since I've gotten a haircut different from a trim. Last time I died my hair was the summer before ninth grade. I got blonde highlights. My hair is the darkest brown it can get, its almost black, but its not black. So at the time I love the highlights, they made me look bold, but I wouldn't do it again if I had the option. 

My hair is like my child. I am ridiculously attached to it. Since I refuse to cut it, and change it drastically through chopping it off, I am going to dye it. I want to do what it called "ombre" or "melt". I am scared out of my mind. But I'm going to do it. I need change in my life, and since my hair has been the same the last 4 years, I'm gonna change that. Hopefully it goes well or else I'm gonna cry! Ha ha. But I really will... ;)

           This is what I'm going for. Lets cross our fingers it'll all works out for the best!

Weird. I can't believe I'm blogging.

The title has no indication against blogging or bloggers, I just never thought I would join the blogging world. I give those that blog a lot of respect. I doubt that many people will read my blog, which is cool. Ha ha. There may come a time where things get a little personal on here, but who knows. Posts like that require drama, and a boy, and my life never really has either one of those. Ha ha. True fact, very true fact. I believed its my lack of allure. But hopefully given time, and meeting new people will most likely change that. 

Some basics about me are I was born in New York. Sounds super cool, right? Nah. It's not. Ha. I moved when I was 4, so I don't remember jack-squat about living New York. My family and I visit a lot which is pretty cool I guess. Ha. I have two older awesome brothers, which is where the blog name comes from. I'm named after the Pink Power Ranger, but that's what my parents get for having two little boys and letting them name their only daughter. 

My best friend is Capria. We've been friends since I was 4 and she was 5. Care to understand our relationship, just watch like six episodes of Psych. I'm Gus and she's Shaun. Yes, I'm the brown guy, and she's the white guy, and yes that just so happened by coincidence. She's my girl, I wouldn't be who I am without her.  Later, in about 8th grade, I met the awesome crew of Taylor, Steph, Makenzie, Jaclyn, and Maddy. You'll easily hear more about them later.

Hobbies that I have... none. I dance ballet for a little bit, but I got a little old for and I needed to focus on school. I miss it, but what can you do. Besides that I enjoy reading (any type of book, but not super mushy love stories, those make me want to gag), watching long movies (Lord of the Rings preferably), watching TV series on Netflix (I can plow through a TV series it'll blow your mind), checking pinterest(it is my weakness, clothes, words of wisdom and humor in one website that I can pin and sort of claim as my own, fabulous) and listening to a variety of music (oldies (Bob Seger, Fleetwood Mac, Beatles, Queen etc) new stuff (Mumford & Sons, Of Monsters and Men, Naked and Famous), even music on the radio(yes, sometimes I conform).

Well I can't think of anything else about myself, there is more, I'm not THAT boring. Ha ha. But I'm have a case of writers block I guess.

-Yours Truly
      Kimberly