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.