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I'm a seventeen year old long-distancer living in Scotland. Currently I'm in my final year of high school, waiting on responses from university. A teacher and mummy are amongst the things I want to become someday. I love to create. Please feel free to message me any time - I really enjoy getting to know new people!
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Am I really seventeen this Sunday?

Somehow I still can’t wrap my head around it, you know.  Haha… There’s something so much more grown up about seventeen than there is about sixteen.  Maybe its the whole driving thing.  Which brings me to my next thought.  Birthday presents.

I am really hoping that my parents haven’t gotten me driving lessons for my birthday… And will probably feel disappointed if they have… And then feel guilty.

Learning to drive is something I said I would do, but in reality I actually hate cars and hate the thought of driving one.  But hey -  it’s a life skill, so I’ll do it.  The thing is, though, everyone gets driving lessons as a 17th birthday present… And most of them actually want to learn to drive.  I’m only learning because it’ll make my life easier.  I dunno… I just get this feeling that if I do wake up on Sunday and find that I’ve got lessons booked (I highly suspect this as Mum was asking who my friends were booked with) I’m just going to feel a bit miffed.  To me a present is something you should want to receive (Grannies sending you socks and sweaters not included - those are obligatory presents) and I’m going to feel bad if they’ve paid for something I don’t even want.  The same thing goes for any present really.  I hate people spending money on me unless I know one million percent what they’re getting me *points at Marty*

Apart from that, though, I’m generally looking forward to my birthday.  I get a long weekend to roll around doing nothing (lies, I’ll be doing more work) and finally a chance to relax after the past three weeks which have been hellish.

And I’m finally applying for uni!  I’m going to become an RMPS teacher.  You are probably judging me now in some way.  Yes, really.  I’m gonna teach kids about religion and morals and it’ll be littered with innuendos and sarcasm and my career will be one big oxymoron.  But that’s what I want to do.  Kids find it boring.  I want to make it engaging. 

Sales pitch over.

I should be doing more work right now.  I’m doing THIS MUCH (at this point I’m holding my arms out as wide as I can) and stressed and ill and really really tired.  Weekend, hurry up!



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Served up on November/15/2011

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