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So my fanFREAKINGtastic summer has come to a close, and the new school year had begun. Oh the marvel and joys of becoming a sophomore.
So anyway, my first semester of classes this year is going to be, well, none of the less interesting.
I have Pot and Clay first period with a teacher who I didn't exactly click with last year, AT ALL. But hey, I'm willing to try this again. Second period I have English, which I looooooooove, and my teacher seems wonderful! Third period I have Biology, which doesn't matter to me whatsoever. Fourth period is Culinary. Uhhh, I can't cook, and my teacher is a fruit, so let's hope I can partner up with Kelly.
This is only A day information, my B day is betttuuurrr, but worst.
Period 1 consists of World History with my little Asian man Pearson and KellyBlackieBean. But Pearson gave me a Chinese candy today that raped my tongue, BASTARD. ANYWAY. Second period is Precal! Hate math, LOVE my teacher. Third period is Study hall with my fraaaans Kara, Alexandraaaaa, Max, and Jerry! Love those fools. Fourth period is Spanish. My teacher is full blown out Mexican, and she uh, basically rocks.
This year shall be something special.
THIS IS THE LOWDOWN MY FRIENDS. More to come once things happen. Love to you all. :)

One of those screamy days.

So, have any of you ever had one of those days where you just want to scream? At everything and anything? Well, of course you probably have. Today is one of those days for me. I screamed at the chickens next door at 8am this morning because they were being too loud. I screamed at a dog down the street because it wouldn't stop barking. I screamed at my dad for turning down my favorite song. I screamed at my mom for screaming at me because I didn't do something that I was told to do. I screamed at my summer assignment for being so hard. If you ask me, I wasted a whole lot of screams todays. I'M SORRY PORR CHICKENS, DOG, AND PARENTS. Summer assignment, you deserved my scream. So, from now on, I shall save my screams for something that matters. Like, when someone is trying to kill me, or if I ever get crazy drunk to the point where I don't even realize that I'm letting a big 'ol scream out.

Is it possible to shrink?

OKAY. STORY TIME. So, I am basically a walking time bomb. No like mentally, but physically. My back is screwed up to the max, my sinuses are shot to hell, AND, one of my knees is twisted. So, if you were wondering, this causes some pain ocassionally.
ANYWWWWWAAAAY, to cut to the chase, my mom was sick of my bitching, so she dragged me to the chiropracter. I didn't want to go, at all. But, it wasn't even bad. So okay, he basically tried to fix me. hahahahaha. And he was looking at my legs and was all like "One of your legs is half an inch longer than the other due to your hip placement". I gave hime one of my famous "the hell you talkin' about" looks, and he adjusted me with his little adjuster gun thinger.
Now, here's where the fun part comes in! I AM NOW AN INCH SHORTER THAN I WAS. My friend Kelly is, or was, pretty much the same height as me. Like 5'6-5'7ish. NOW, she is at least an inch taller than me. How even is this possible?
Dear doctor, can I have my inch back? :)

Tumblr.

Okay, so I can't even begin to understand my stupidity that I feel toward the blog site Tumblr. I have like 3 fricking accounts on that site, and I can't understand how to manage/edit/personalize or post on any of them. I must just be so dumb that I overlook it or something? PROPS to you Blogspot, for being all nice and easy for 'ol Katey :)

Shortened

I seriously have only like a month and a half to accomplish my goal. How is this even gonna work. I need to push myself SO hard. Let the games begin.

Dude.

I had this dream, and it was, horrid. But, I kinda liked it. WHAT AM I SAYING. No I didn't. hahahahahaha.

Sweet Sweet Summertime

Things that come to mind when I hear the word "SUMMER"
-grilling/ barbeques
-swimming
-boys boys boys
-oob
-shortie shorts
-fruit punch
-fresh cut grass
-crazy long nights
-sprite
-loud music
-friends and family
-feet
-flippy floopies.
-bikins
-tanned skin
-bicycling
-lemonade
-icecream
-iced coffee
-streaking
-light hair
-the woods
-running through the hose
- MY LIFE HAS FINALLY BEGUN.

Trees

Trees sway in the wind, like moods sway throughout the course of a lifetime.
The wind causes scars and tears at the veins of the leaves, the scars like many humans get throughout their various relationships.
The sun fades the rich color of the leaves, like the richness of friendship fades over time.
The leaves fall off, and the tree becomes bare, waiting for a new beginning after surviving a long winter.
I let the scars deteriorate, and long for a new beginning. I, in all actuality, am identical to a tree. I AM this tree.






*AN ORIGINAL WORK*

SAY WHAT?!

Here's some random junk that you would have never known about me if I wasn't telling you right now:
-My two bottom front teeth are half false due to the faceplant I took when I was seven
-I was a vegetarian for a year before I discovered that meat is the shit.
- My natural hair color is blonde
-I used to run around the house with a microphone singing ALL THE TIME
-I had a humungo crush on Aaron Carter and Dylan Sprouse for like ever
- I have had my cartilige pierced twice
- I have a birthmark on my tougue
-I used to draw fake tattoos all over my body when I was seven
-I was really sick with a mystery sickness that they never figured out two years ago and it magically went away
-I have never been on an airplane
- I am a huge bookworm
-I am the biggest klutz you will ever meet, hence the fake teeth
-I had bvraces for two years
- I have stains on my teeth due to the penicilin that I took when I was a kiddle
- My knees are completely frigged because I played basketball for eight years and twisted them numerous times. BOTH.
- I only like my coffee black.
-My iPod has over 900 songs.
- I have never broken a bone
-Most of my family doesn't talk to me, and I'm allset with that
-I did choir for three years
-I cry a lot
-My hair doesn't grow.
-I went through a window in seventh grade, which caused this big ugly scar on my wrist. No, I don't slice myself.
-I also have a scar on my chin from falling on the ice when I was five.



I will add to this list if I find more. :)

Summer Is...

Gold. Pure sunny, shiny, golden goodness. Yes my friends, it's true. I have fallen in a deep love with summer.

A year ago today...

I was practically the same. Except I was fatter, had short brown blonde hair, swore a lot less, had less weight on my shoulders, couldn't drive, cried a lot less, had different priorities,had smaller boobs, wasn't even aware of how much I needed glasses, had never done anything "bad", had a lot more friends, had never had my heart shredded, drank a lot less water, was a complete bitch, never took risks, and tried to "fit it". Today, things are different. I have sorted my priorities out, started working my ass off to achieve my goal (which still needs some working on", cry over the silliest things, I am a toehead, I have a few friends who I can actually trust and are super close to me, have been heart broken more than once, I am now nice to everyone I meet (being mean and bitchy is a waste of time and I regret wasting the last few years of my life), I have slipped under the influence once (but I am currently above, and will be from now on), and you know what, I do whatever the hell I please. Whether I fit in or not. I am me. Things that have not changed from a year ago to today are that Megan Joy is my idol, I am a total coffee junkie, I sing and dance like craaaaazyyyyyy, and I am me. I have always and will always be me. Sure I may make some healthy changes for myself, but I'm still Katey.

Why Do I Blog?!

I blog because my life is so damn awesome, that I thought I should tell you all about it and fill all of you lovelies in. That's why I blog. hahahah. SO kidding. I actually love to blog because behind my silly little life, there is a story, and there is not one story that is identical to mine out there. So why not share the hype, ehhh?

TORNADO?!

Tornado warnings in Maine?! Say whaaa?

Story Time Children

Okay, so last night was a story in it self. Kelly ended up spending the night at my crib... again. We didn't crash until about quarter of tweleveish, due to the fact we were up outside making smores until about eleven. Anyway, around 10:30, a couple of hoodlums were breaking into cars around my neighborhood, and Kel and I were siting outside making smores, oblivious as to what was going on. So, while we were sleeping my dad came in and was talking to us and said " The cops are outside, there are two people breaking into cars". Seeing I was out, all I heard was "There are two people breaking in". I flew out of my bed, shut the windows and locked them, and slammed my room door and locked it, then sat in my bed and kinda dozed off. Kelly rolled over on her little "cot", and was all like: "What kind of dream did you just have". So I really believed I was dreaming. And I started to tell her about it, when I heard walkie talkies. hahahahahahahha, I was like "HOLY SHIT, THIS ISN'T A DREAM", and I wentoutside to find my dad and neighbors talking to the cops. They had found one kid anmd were still looking for the other one. Let's just end it this way: We didn't get like any sleep last night, and I have no idea whether they have found the other kid or not. LOVELY.

Dreams flipped?

When I was younger I was set on being an orthodontist. This was my dream for at least five years of my childhood life up until I was about 12 years old. I was set on it. I even drew these crazy sketches of the progress of peoples teeth with braces when I was about nine years old. Then I got my braces and became even more interested in it. I even took the "track" of classes this year that would get me toward achieving my goal of going to a fantastic college for dentistry. This past summer, however, my dream changed drastically. I became fascinated with fame. Singing, acting, broadcasting. I wanted to be the next Ryan Seacrest! I wanted to take drama at my school, but it was a musical they were doing. I am fully aware that my singing voice isn't strong at all, so I didn't even attempt to try out. I wasn't ready to be shut down. I wanted to do this Disc Jockey program at one of the local colleges around where I live. My parents called and called and called trying to get me in there. There was no reply. I thought, well, isn't this great. To this day I still have an interest in broadcasting and acting, and I have been told that I'd be good at it. I enjoy speaking, and making people laugh. When I get older, I really want to go to a broadcasting school somewhere in either Boston, New York, or Los Angeles. You may not think that I am capable of doing this madness, but I do believe that I can. I will work my ass off to achieve my goals. I want people to know my name, to know who Katey Rodzen is, and to be able to spell it right. I think I can do it. And there is no one stopping me. From here on out, I will do EVERYTHING in my power to accomplish these goals. Sure there will be obstacles and roadblocks along the way, but I have two supportive parents that will be able to help me knock them down. Dreams, are you ready for me?

What a weekend!

So, I was with Kel allll weekend! We honestly had a blast. We stayed up all night talking about a thumb head, watched this play about fairies, had a dance party in the backyard in the dark, and made a few fun trips to shwal. (Walmart for those of you who were just like..what the hell?). Anyway, we had a crazy fuggin time. Pictures?! Definitely.

Random shiiiizzzzz

When I straighten my hair, I feel like a lose a little bit of Katey. FLAT.

Friday's are gold.

So today was Friday. Love me some Friday's. School went absolutely fantastic, and there is only a few weeks of it left! Whooooooozaaaaa! After school I went to Starbucks with Juliiiiie!!! I danced in the middle of the street like a fool, and I totally got egged on, it was marvelous! Then a little later, we hung out with some hoods. 11 to be exact. It was beautiful. Black was even there. Splendid. Then we shoved some McDonalds in our gullets, I definitely got a happy meal with a mermaid toy. Thrrrriiilllled. :) We made our normal Friday trip to Shwal. Yess, I call Walmart Shwal. Icecream was also devoured. Anyway, I just wanted to say, I LOVED today. It was how life should be. :)

A photo shoot took place today...

Snapshots from the first weekend in May.

Burnt.

WHEW. I have had one hell of a weekend. The first two days of May were definitely superb!!! I did, however, get my first sunburn of the year. Arrrrgh. I soaked up the sun for about 7 hours over the past two days, and now I look like a tomato. It feels like the sun jumped inside of me. I burn. All over. Well, not really all over. In freaking blotches. Let's just put it this way, areas that shouldn't be burned, are. Yes my friends, that is the verdict. Hopefully it will fade into an even tan, and I won't end up looking like a cow. :] Anyway, I hope that you all had glorious weekends. Katey out for now.

I like to sing...

I sing about the rain, sun, and even snow. I sing while I'm walking down the street. I sing while I'm in class. I sing in the grocery store. I sing in the shower. I sing in the car. I even attempt to sing while I'm brushing my teeth. I am actually singing while I'm typing this. Singing makes me happy. Everything in life needs a song. I sing about the pencil I'm writing with, the activity I'm doing, even my frustrations. I know it sounds like my ideal career would be to be a singer. But there is one problem: I can't sing.

Off with allergies heads.

I HATE ALLERGIES. REALLY REALLY HATE THEM. You see, I'm reeeeeally into cashews, almonds, hazelnuts, etc. I found out today that I am allergic to tree nuts. WHAT THE HELL. I'm also allergic to grapes and pineapples apparently? I eat them almost every day. The thing I am most allergic to is cats. I even have an Epi-pen for them now. WHY ME?!?! I might even have to get rid of the cat... This is complete nonsense. DAMNIT.

Likes:

The color green
The neighborhood by my dad's house
Singing at the top of my lungs
Sandals
Money
Kelly's obsession with sniffing my detergent
Tennis
Summer
Megan Joy, and her awesome music
The smell of spring rain
Reading
Dancing
Pearson's face
Christmas food
Zumba
Braided bracelets
Concerts
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Driving
Frozen yogurt
Twitter
Sun dresses
Being above the influence
Veggie burgers
Tanning
Crab Rangoons
Scions
Tattoos
Afros
Being a gangstaaaaaaa
Fresh cut grass
Sunflowers
Eyelash curlers
Avocados
Crazy art teachers
Straight teeth
Old people
Leprechauns
Squash
Yelling
I LIKE EVERYTHING<3

ANOTHER DECISION

I have decided to full out embrace life to it's absolute fullest. Sure I am going to have those "suck" days, but they will not stay!!! I have this whole theory that if I start appreciating anything and everything, and ignoring the total stupidity of others, that life might be a whole lot better. I will smile at everyone I see, sing when I please, skip down the hallways, talk to complete strangers. I SHALL EMBRACE. This is a new revolution kids! It is the same Katey, but with a whole new twist. Mind me, I still will have my smart ass attitude on occasion. But free spirited me let's roar. GO POSITIVITY.

EUREKA! IT'S DECIDED.

Okay, so after thinking it over long and hard... I have decided something grand. The day I turn 21, which is in 5 years 7 months and 1 day, I am going to get sooooooo freaking drunk that my head is going to spin in circles. Round and round and round. That's if the world doesn't end in 2012 of course. Which it wont. The Mayans are caaaaahlueeeeless. So yeah, crunk time will happen soon. It shall be my time to let loose. After all, I do deal with my fair share of bullllshit on a daily basis, so 21, you gon clear it up.

Outcomes

So, one day I could be an astronaut, or a total full blown out cat lady. Maybe an author, or an outstanding actress? Possibly even a whore. Maybe a bird watcher. A singer? A trucker. A drug dealer? What about your local Taco Bell cashier? Alllllll of these things could possibly happen.. But I know one thing, I just wanna be successful.

Food is for looking at, not eating.

YEAHfuckingRIGHT. I have eaten soooooo much today I think that I will wake up to morbid obesity. Jeeeeeez. Time to go do 9127482758923 crunches I guess... NAH.

Twizzlers

Having a Mom and Step dad who are trying to quit smoking at the same time is making me want to stab someone in the jugular. For serious. This house reeks of Twizzlers and Swedish fish. I may just gain 100 pounds over the next week...

I hate "Hefty" trash bags. They are liars. They break. They make a mess.

Just Your Average Saturday.

I do in fact live in the 207. So it is snowing, in the middle of April. But hey, what am I gonna do about it?! Merry Christmas!!! So, today I do believe I am going to chill with Kelbells, and maybe start my collage project.. eh eh? And I will be for sure rocking out to some Megan Joy. Yeaaaaahhhh. Have a marvelous weekend everyone. xoxoxoxo

Awwwwwh!!! I love Z-bear. She just brings me an immense amount of joy!

Hey Maine!

I am now legal to drive... With a parent of course. But stay clear of the roads yo. :D

Toms

Toms my dear shoes. I love you to death, and you make my feet feel like pillows, but damn you smell bad. I mean really. It might be the bare feet/ leather combo? I'm not so sure. But daaaaaamn. They reak. Imma go, uh, scrub them now. Lata gatas. :)

Oh Kelly you sneaky little bastard. I bet you had nooooo idea that I would find this. Yes, I creep around in my laptop's trashcan.

I do believe...

That Jason Castro is the most gorgeous man alive with dreads. If you have objections, please share them with me through pictures!

Black Kelly, I have love for you. Almost as much as stringbean.

September 12th, 2009 was the BEST day ever!

Oh Megan Joy. Where do I begin? This lady is just too AMAZING. She is a wonderful mother, singer, and all around person. She is my idol, and hero. I have never really had a favorite singer before her, or idol even. I just look up to her in every way possible. She's got a special place in my heart as a role model, and no one can ever replace that. The night I met her, I do believe I cried, tears of joy of course (no pun intended). Megan is just, the best. Well not just the best, but over and above that. She is the raddest person ever. Plus, she is the only white chick I know that can pull off a 'fro :) hahahahha. Whenever I'm feeling sad or upset, I turn on her music. It has gotten me through so so so much. I could never thank her enough for all of the happiness that her music has brought me. Whenever I need encouragement to be the best I can be, I look at the letter she sent me, and it definitely does the trick. I just can't explain how much Megan means to me. I remember watching her Idol audition on my tv in what? January of '09? And I thought to myself, I wanna meet her one day. And you know what I did. And I still can't believe that I did to this day. I LOVE YOU MEGAN. MY IDOL FOR LIFE<3

1. I am proud of my mother for going back to school to better our lives.

2. I am proud of my father for always having my back.

3. I am proud of myself, for being me, even when it didn't seem "cool".

Young and Crazy?

With all of the stress put behind us to be successful, what's wrong with having a good time once in a while? NOTHING AT ALL.