Sunday, January 23, 2011

Slow down, you move too fast

I was thinking last night that after Tuesday, I'm half way done grade 12 and I only have 5 months left until life as I know it is over. So for about half a millisecond I was like sweet, I'll be done high school! Then a little wave of panic rushed over me and said "oh wait Katie, you're terrified of change. You don't even want your parents to paint over the wall that shows how tall you were when you were 10." And just writing about this now, I can feel that knot in my stomach return.

I am so set on leaving, because I want to experience what Jeff and Sarah and Brynlee and Emily and Nick and everyone else who has left me to go to university is experiencing. But I decided I am going to cherish what we have left of highschool anyways. However stressed it makes me, however annopying teenagers can be and however many times I say "I can't wait for this to be over" Because my friends, this is supposed to be the best year of our forced-education-life. Although, grade 10 was bumpin' so it's gonna be hard to beat that, but with all my dudes and brahs and such it should be a wild one. My last 6 months of childhood shall never be forgotten!

Lets get drunk.
jk...

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Its like forgetting the words to... YOUR IDENTITY

Woah Woah, Hold the phone. I heard about the new Zodiac sign thing before, but I thought mine didn't change. Turns out everyone's changed! And that is just not cool,space. I read Lyndsays blog about it, and she said she felt lame for writing a blog about this. BUT THIS NEEDS TO BE SAID. Lets review.

My "new sign" that I, like everyone else is going to reject is Taurus. Here is a little bit about Taurus

The characteristics of taurus are solidity, practicality, extreme determination and strength of will - no one will ever drive them, but they will willingly and loyally follow a leader they trust. They are stable, balanced, conservative good, law-abiding citizens and lovers of peace, possessing all the best qualities of the bourgeoisie. As they have a sense of material values and physical possessions, respect for property and a horror of falling into debt, they will do everything in their power to maintain the security of the status quo and be somewhat hostile to change.


My "old sign" which I intend to keep is Gemini. Here is a little bit about Gemini

Gemini, the sign of the Twins, is dual-natured, elusive, complex and contradictory. On the one hand it produces the virtue of versatility, and on the other the vices of two-facedness and flightiness. The sign is linked with Mercury, the planet of childhood and youth, and its subjects tend to have the graces and faults of the young. When they are good, they are very attractive; when they are bad they are more the worse for being the charmers they are. Like children they are lively, and happy, if circumstances are right for them, or egocentric, imaginative and restless. They take up new activities enthusiastically but lack application, constantly needing new interests, flitting from project to project as apparently purposelessly as a butterfly dancing from flower to flower. To them life is a game which must always be full of fresh moves and continuous entertainment, free of labor and routine. Changing horses in the middle of the stream is another small quirk in the Gemini personality which makes decision making, and sticking to a decision, particularly hard for them.

First of all,if you know me at all, you will agree that Gemini suits me much better. Second of all, those two signs are like opposites. How am I supposed to switch after 17 years of being a Gemini? Well, I do not know mr.astrologer but I say SUCK IT.
Good day.

Monday, January 17, 2011

It was your heart on the line

I am so content. Theres something about getting new music that makes me so happy. Having new sounds flow into my ears is so exciting. And makes my whole body smile. I like that someone made those sounds and arranged those notes and those words just so that people would listen to it.Each individual sound has existed before. But they're never quite the same. The number of arrangements that came from a scale of essentially 8 notes is infinite. And I think that's pretty fantastic. Each song has existed since the moment the artist finished it, and it could take years and years for it to reach my ears. Its like meeting new people, and then leaving them. You have been on the earth. And they have been on the earth. And at a certain point, your paths cross and you exist in that moment together. And up until that moment, you had no idea they existed, but after that moment you could miss them with all your heart if you so choose. Or maybe you don't choose, but you do anyways because your heart wants to. Because a lot of the time, your heart knows better than your mind. And maybe thats why music can make us feel so good, even if we don't understand it all. Maybe it goes through your ears and straight to your heart. And then is sent to your bloodstream to pulse all around your body, until finally the blood gets to your brain and you understand.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Hey now, that was supposed to be a secret

I was going to write a blog last week about how I was very unimpressed with postsecret that week. Not only because the secrets were boring, and should have been about new years, but because there was one secret that someone posted and the e-mail underneath it was bashing it. I thought that was the very oppostie point of postsecret. How will people want to share their secrets if others won't accept them for what they are? This week however, postsecret redeemed itself a little bit. Except the one that was about hating people who wear TOMS.



TOMS are the bomb brah! The one under it was about chicken mcnuggets though, which remind me of me bebe and so I liked that one. Plus, McDonalds really is the best cure for anything. Except obesity. And like cholesterol. I don't think its too helpful for that.




Also, I had my english exam today, which marked the end of my wakeful marathon! (woohoo) aka. the number of days in a row I didn't get to sleep in. Stupid Renert. So tomorrow, I plan to sleep until 2. My body probably won't let me now that its used to waking up, but I'll make it happen.

I finally did some university applications. Scariest thing ever. I wonder what I would do if I didn't get in anywhere. Probably crawl into a hole and then proceed to become a nomad.That won't happen though. Because I'm going to have a bright future. Yes, thats it. But if it DID... Maybe I'd move to Australia and be homeless there. Or somewhere hot. I'm pretty done with this cold deal. Speaking of cold, I am freezing right now so I am going to terminate this blog and go cuddle in my bed with my favorite new thing:my iPod speakers. Best gift ever.
xox

Thursday, January 6, 2011

2011 and such.

I keep meaning to write a blog ever since I got home from Mexico, but I haven't had any time at all so now that I have no math test tomorrow I consider that some time fro some R&R and consequently blog writing.

So, to start I want to not dwell on things this year, and I want to have an awesome last semester of highschool. Thats pretty much my only new years resolution. Plus my top secret one that is just for me so I can fufill the first one. haha

Really I just want to blog about Mexico. I just want to talk about Mexico. And I HATE when people do that, and are like, that guy who talks about their trip so much so I'll try to get some of it out in this blog. MJ says she thought I changed since I came back from Mexico and Katherine says she feels different and Kaitlyns friends told her she was different too. Like, what the fuck how and why would you change from a week of getting drunk basically? WEll, this is my theory. In Mexico, everyone got a fresh start because there was all these new people they didn't even know. So everyone was 100% real. Except for the part where we were all lying about our age and stuff... But that's different! Anyways, Kaitlyn and I decided that people in our homelands can't tolerate the real us, and we just never realized until after Mexico how much we hold back in the real world. Thats our theory anyways. Everyone who reads this blog will disagree because you are probably the people who see the real me all the time anyways.haha
xoxo!

Anyways, Mexico was the best trip ever. Okay, not ever, because Japan was fucking siiick but Mexico was just like, very different. It was like going to camp, except instead of camp things, you just tanned and got drunk, and got to hang out with the coolest people ever. You can't really get too much better than that. Sick trip. I can't even describe it, I'm just gonna have to dougie it on out.