ONE WEEK AND COUNTING!!!

Only one week until we fly off to Spain! Well 6 days if you count today as pretty much over.... and 5 if you don't count the day we leave :D Needless to say mom and dad are SOOOO excited and can hardly stand it. Which i am super excited for them to be able to go and finally prove to them that going to a different country is going to be SO much better than their cruises (maybe not cheaper, but most definitely better).

NO it cant be....... CAN IT?

So I know its been awhile since I have posted anything. And lucky people, of all the things I have done since my last post you get to read about............

MY FIRST COLD SORE!!!!!! ba bada duh!!
i have realized two things about myself that i would not have minded to never have known.

1- i am mean
2- i am also a baby

I would first off like to apoligize to Jessica. In the years that I have known Jess, she has had the misfortune of getting one or two( or every other week) LOVLEY cold sores. I, in turn, was not very nice. Now when I say not very nice let me expound.
Classic conversation with me and jess when she has a nasty(i lied about the lovely part) cold sore:
j= jessica k=kensi
j "kens what do you think my future children will look like?"
k".........."
j "kens?"
k "um of course they will look so cute"
j "STOP STARING AT MY COLD SORE!!!"

seriously i would stare..... a lot, laugh, poke fun at, and make her feel kinda crappy about having one. Now in my defence i did not realize how horrible they were. At the time I thought it was wildley funny to not look at anything else while she talked to me and slowly get closer with a disgusted but intrigued face. ha ha ha just thinking about it makes the evil monster inside of me happy.

Now... about the being a baby part. I am SURE most of you know about this. I was completley freaking out. I would stick my face in others faces to show them the nasty on me and ask how much longer in thier opinion did they think it would last. I hardly talked about much else and complained very loudly. My fingers wanted to feel what was going on...... so of course my first one was huge (* note to self... dont touch them again.... EVER) and i was in the bathroom looking at it non stop trying to will it with my mind to go away. It was horrible.

I have learned two important things from this....... Never Ever make fun of others... it comes back around and i am SOOOO glad i was the one being so annoying.. i could not have stood it and in turn would probably say something mean ( oh look! point of me being mean seconed).... really mean