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Name: Kara
Country: United States
State: Nebraska
Metro: Omaha
Birthday: 11/24/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: Decorating cars, keeping my friends on their toes, boner in band
Expertise: Mischief
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
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AIM:  Daisynot6
MSN: bandgeekdace
Member Since:
2/2/2004
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| For the record, writing a xanga blog in your head as you walk 15 minutes to class, is incredibly therapeutic.
I take it really hard when a friend goes through a rough time. When a friend is upset, I can be found being upset shortly afterward when the friend is no longer around. I blame my mom for caring too much about people. I just feel so bad when I can't take a friend's hurt away. Don't get me wrong, I more than understand that grieving and pain is more than a vital part of life- but I hate seeing my friends hurting or in pain. It's not cool. I'd do more than anything for my friends and when I'm friends with someone I pour my heart and soul into the relationship.
What sucks about being in Kearney is that I don't fully feel as though I have someone here that I can just go to and cry. When someone needs me, I drop everything (whether that's smart or not) and help them. But here, it just feels like everyone is too caught up in their own business and try everything that they can to keep the attention on themselves.
My Thursday way sucked. I started to cry some when I was talking on the phone with my dad because of shit I was dealing with for Scouts. But I had no one to talk to because apparently, despite my downer of a demeanor and less than happy face meant that people need to come up with a big smile on their face, saying "Hi" way too chipper and hover, speaking the body language of "Ask me why I'm so happy, cuz I need to tell you because I'm self-centered". Peachy. Or when I try to tell someone about something and they're like "Oh, I know what you mean. So-and-so today was all like....." and proceeds on a play by play of their entire day. Uhm, thanks for being there?
I don't talk about myself much at all, or recount my classes bit by bit. When I share something about my personal life, it's usually significant or something that I find really important to me. Is it too much to ask for you to listen? I've lived my entire life being a listener. My friends realize that they don't necessarily know a lot about me but my best friends have actually heard me talk about myself.
I don't talk to people about myself if they are not caring to listen. And it's beginning to hurt because everyone needs a listener in their life. Just because Dacey is a big listener doesn't mean she doesn't need one.
I've talked with my parents quite a bit on the phone just over the past few days. Yesterday way sucked b/c I was getting upset cuz a good friend was hurting. I couldn't really talk with any about it. My parents were both there and caringly listened. I'm so happy about my relationship with them right now because I can just pick up the phone and they're there. They listen, they talk, they cheer me up, and we just talk about whatever. In high school, my dad and I clashed a bit at times. But now, whenever we talk, despite the topic, I always get off the phone, glad to have my dad there and as a friend. Try Best Friend Papa Dace on for size. Yeah, not gonna call him that though...
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| It's so weird, the difference between High School and College. I'm learning so frickin' much about the real world right now, but all of my best stories and best memories come from High School.
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| I don't know who I am. The person I was yesterday, am today, and will be tomorrow are all completely different. I want to be the best I can be, and I don't think that I am it. I don't think I'd be friends with myself.
Taking a step back and seeing where I am today, I realize I can count on a lot more people than I did a year ago. I have more friends than I thought I did and I have no idea how it happened. If I wouldn't be friends with myself, then how are these people doing it? Especially if I don't know who I am and want to be a much better person. What am I doing right to get all these people to like me? Even now, I have more friends than I did on like Friday. How?
Especially since I am really missing my family. I know I have a home, but I miss the home where I grew up in, with my family all under one roof. I miss the simple things like running down to the gas station to get my mom coffee, or when I had to go grab a big mac and stuff for my family before I could go hang out with friends. The simple fact that I could just drive a max of 3 hours to be able to work at the climbing tower with my dad or just to go camping with him and my brother. I really miss it.
The band played at Wayne on Saturday. Jewels, Erica, Alyson, Ug, and Brittany were all there. And they were all able to watch the UNK Band perform. They watched me perform. I don't think they'll ever know how much that meant to me. I love them all and the fact that they took time out to just talk to me specifically- I am beyond blessed and lucky to have them in my lives. My family has seen me perform some but they've never been the band die hards. So whenever a friend comes to a performance or randomly shows up or surprises me, I am beyond ecstatic. But especially on Saturday, when I've been missing my family so hard core- it meant a tremendous amount.
So yeah.
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| Welp, since no one else likes to update, I guess I will.
So, did you know moving can be a ginormous pain in the butt? No? Well, I didn't till now.
This is the third house all four members of my family have lived in together. My parent's have packed up more before they finally had me and Quint in Colorado. This is our second house here in Bellevue. And we've been in this current house just over 10 years. So when we moved here, it was a dad does it himself/keep the kiddos entertained and outta our way type deal with a lil 'ol u-haul making multiple trips. Coming from Colorado all I remember is dad driving the u-haul pulling a car or two, and mom driving the jeep/van (dunno which one) with three dogs, a cat, and two kids. Yet again, do it yourself. But this move now is different. It's work related, so dad's job has pro packers and movers to take care of all the stuff going to texas. But not everything is going, like the massive amounts content in me and Quint's rooms, and random stuff all over. So we had this huge semi parked on our hill road thing and it was huge and *aMAZing* and two gals zipping through the house packing stuff while the movers moved a crap ton of stuff. Since Wednesday, i've been without a bed cuz it's off to texas and so are more dishes then we bargained for. Good story for later.
Anyways, since the movers left, my life has revolved around mine and Quint's rooms packing and sorting all that stuff. I have a ton of crap. So does quint. Even more then me cuz he's managed to fill up the storage garage thing we're sharing for now pretty well full. I still have a lot of boxes to put in there..... As you can see, a problem to be fixed when it needs to be.
Memorial day my parent's were supposedly leaving. Well, the house is nowhere near ready just to be left and sold. So the family is still here. Rushing to get done b/c my dad has to be at work by June 2. Yay deadlines. Yay my family for being like me and procrastinate hard core. Talk about an adventure.
So I'm ready for camp and not. I just want to get out of the house, but I'm not ready to work cuz I've been working at home, and not ready for my family to leave. I've seen enough of them ish to be ok for a bit, you know that point when you see so much of them that when you part ways it doesn't affect you right away. But I guess we'll see.
Which is why the girls night with Tami, Carrie, Snorris, and Megan the party pooper was so amazing. Good thing Tami was responsible and made me go back to my house eventually. But still, I need a break again. Hopefully all works to my plan, and I can go to Kearney this week briefly. If only even for a day. I gotz a check to get dammit. O, and I guess see Sarah and Sonja. :D
My cousin graduated college. First in her family, pretty sure. I'm a bit surprised because I figured I was going to be the first, just cuz of how unique my family is. But she has mad skillz, because she's pregnant and due next month.
My mom is worried about that side of the family though, not just cuz it's hers. She's definately doing well better in many ways then they are, and being a big kid is hitting her again so mama dace is a bit stressed out for that reason on top of the move.
And then Quint on the other hand isn't starting school till at least spring 2010, amongst other things.
What I want to get out of life is to not have to grow up. To be a friend and champion of the people. I want to live up to my name. I will not be satisfied working a desk job. If you see me working a desk job its only temporary so that I can gain more funds of money or time so that I can be me. This next year is gonna be rough- parents a long ways away, having to find a job, and all that stuff. Good thing I have awesome friends there for me.
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| I really don't know what to do at Elections Sunday night. This past year has given me quite the workout, and seems like it has had more downs than ups. My sisters have supported me and haven't had a big problem with me, at least the majority has been fine. But now I need to figure out if I want to run again or not. Last year I ran unopposed. I've heard rumors of one girl (a year older), who I know won't get it because of her attitude, running, another who ran for District President and did not win it and will be taking 19 cred hours in the fall (my age) but is a pretty awesome gril, and potentially another girl who has the right ideas, but doesn't present the best image outside of band (a year younger).
I have at least two sisters out of potentially 4-5, who have told me they will only run for vice president if I run am president.
All I want to do is to do what's best for the chapter. I want the chapter to have young, new fresh faces in positions in power (because almost all these girls will graduate later than me, so the chapter will be strong) so that the chapter isn't run by old farts who just up and leave them to try to figure things out on their own. But it can be argued if I maintain presidency, than the transition to next year will be smoother since I already know what to do and don't need to feel out my office and figure things out. Then I can ideally train the chapter what to do. If I do get it again, I will make the chapter more hands on so that more people know what to do and are more prepared in the future.
But I don't know what's best for the chapter. I really want to talk to an alum who is involved in Taus everywhere and what not, but she has plans tonight and I have Quint, Janice, and Scott coming up this weekend. I have till Sunday to figure this out.
Sadly, I can't wing this because I don't want to harm the chapter. I do want to be president, but more importantly I want to do what would be best for the chapter. The chapter is and will be my #1 priority no matter what happens after Sunday night. I can't talk to the active sisters I'm good friends with because they either just say "Run. Do it" or are running. I need to talk to someone who knows the chapter and what could be best for her.
But props to Sarah for hearing me think out loud and get worked up over what I should do. She's trying to help me best she can, but I need to go Greek to find the answer. Hopefully I can figure this stuff out asap.
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