Kaylie's Life in a Blog

It's a blog about my life and other stuff.

It’s 8 AM and I haven’t had any sleep. Jonathan is snoring so loudly, I had to leave the bedroom. But the couch isn’t comfortable enough to have a long sleep on, and I don’t want to put a video or something on and risk waking him up. 
This blog is on my mind every single day, and every day I tell myself I need to write something. But this other part of my brain goes, “No, it’s fine! You’ll do it tomorrow. You’ll go Starbucks and write tomorrow.” And I don’t, but I tell myself I’ll do it the next day. The last post, which I thought was an interesting idea, got barely any views. My old blog was getting around 40-50 views a post. I’m lucky if I get 10 here. I don’t know what’s happened. I don’t know what the difference is. I post to the same social medias as the old one. And WordPress is so much prettier and user friendly. 

I’m so tired. 

Jonathan and I need to start packing. Our move in date for the new apartment is July 22nd. I’m worried we’re not going to give ourselves time. There’s so much in this damn apartment. 

I want to sleep in the bed with my boyfriend. But he’s still snoring so loudly. And I’m not even that tired. Emotionally? I’m exhausted. But physically, I feel like I could go till tonight. But I don’t want to. 

I almost started crying when I was in there. The panic was rising in my chest real fast. I checked on him about 20 minutes ago, and when I could still hear the snoring, it took everything in me not to scream. 

It’s almost 8:30. I have nothing else to say. 

Let’s talk about writing.

I discovered my love for writing when I was either 12 or 13 years old. I know I was in the 7th grade, and had just read the Twilight books. That’s important to note because my first ever book was basically Twilight, just with different characters. Continue reading

Okay, before we even get into the post, I want to apologize for being so damn late. The past two (three?) weeks have been spent moving into Jonathan’s for the summer. We’ve been trying to move me in, clean up the place, and find a new apartment for him. At the end of July, we’ll have to leave here and move somewhere else. Luckily, yesterday we found a good place. We like the people, the building, and we’ll be able to move in there around the same time we have to be out of here. Alright, that’s enough of that. Continue reading

Alright, I’ve waited 10 years for this moment. A pretty room that is everything I  ever hoped. You guys have waited about 2 months for this post. Well, I’ve waited 2 months for this post anyway.

In March 2017, we were finally able to start work on my room. We painted the walls, the ceiling, and the trim. We didn’t replace any hardware or lights, because we just didn’t have the money for it. Mom also really wanted to take the carpet out, but if you knew what the floors were like underneath, you’d understand why I didn’t want my room to have that flooring. Continue reading

I didn’t have time to do the post I wanted to do today, but I should have it up tomorrow or Thursday. The post is gonna be chock-full of pictures, that not only need to be taken but edited as well. I’m really excited for it, the day just got away from me before I could get it done. 
See ya soon!

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1st picture we took just us. 03/2013

Jonathan and I began dating when I was a junior in high school and he was a senior. Our relationship moved pretty fast. We talked for only a week before we became a couple, said we loved each other after a month and half, and we had sex for the first time ever only after six months. Before our one year anniversary we almost broke up. For Jonathan’s first year of college, he went to our local community college and lived in his great-grandmother’s house, which was about a 15 minute drive away from me. Honestly, even during that little span of distance, I noticed things were changing. He didn’t come over as often and it didn’t seem like he wanted to come over at all sometimes. Continue reading

The weekend of April 21st, I spent in Galveston with my best friend. Hence the title of this post. I got there pretty late on Friday, cause the traffic gods hate me. We went to a bar to eat and drink a little, my drink was a little too strong, and the live music was a little too country.

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Saturday was the best day. We woke up early to go work with Robin’s garden club. Moved some cinder blocks and played with a dog. We had to leave that after only an hour because her friend was having a goodbye party at the beach. Continue reading

Everyone has places they want to go, see, live, etc. And I am no exception. My list is long, crazy, and kinda stupid. But I have goals for this life, and I intend on meeting them. Otherwise, what was the point? Why make plans, why dream, why set goals if you’re never going to try? Right now, school and money are the obstacles. One more year of school at home (hopefully), and I’ll be moving to Savannah to get my bachelors and masters. After those goals are met, the next step is working. Finding a job in Savannah or Atlanta, working, saving money, fixing up a house, and starting our life (yes, Jonathan is included in these plans). Then the next step, which I’m very excited for, is moving overseas. Continue reading