How Interesting.

It is fascinating how just a few things on your mind can keep you up all night until you have a mini panic attack because you look at the clock and see that it is 11:30 and you have school the next morning.

I cannot stop thinking about this lately. How badly I want to fall in love and be loved equally in return. I want to hold hands and go on adventures and do everything together and every time I see someone holding hands with someone else and grinning and looking like they are having the time of their lives, my heart just hurts and I know I can't have it and it makes me believe more and more that I am going to be alone forever even though I know I won't be, but it makes me so sad with every passing day. I don't want to be alone anymore. And I'm tired of little flings that have no feeling involved. I just want to fall in love.

Well.

I haven't written in forever. I just realized that. I have been writing on this other blog. How is everyone? I realized that this blog became a little behind in my times. Everyone who reads this, generally remembers me from 8th grade, because that's when I created it, but I am in 11th grade now, and a lot has changed. For instance, I have never swore on here. I don't think.. I worry about little things like that. And I generally know who all reads this one, so I know the audience, and I can't be completely and totally honest, because I don't want to offend anyone by my words, so I go on this other blog. I am not going to reveal the name. If you want to read it that bad, you'll find it yourself. Good luck with that though. I don't tell anyone.

I wish this blog could be more realistic, but that isn't possible. I mean, it is, but then someone is going to be offended if I say something off color, or make fun of some subject that is important to them, or rant about something my parents did, even if it was obviously the right thing to do, and my teenagerness told me to argue back. You get the idea. Lets talk about something else.

Music?

Great.

I have a lot of new favorites, new tastes, expanded my musical library from more than just Kate Nash, although she still remains to be my idol and roll model. But now I am listening to a lot more things. A bit of Punk, some pop, rock, R&B, a lot of alternative. Some of my current favorites:

Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Y Control, Pin, Black Tongue, Cold Light, Heads Will Roll, Phenomena, Hysteric
Jesse J: Price Tag, Do It Like a Dude, Abracadabra, Stand Up, Who's Laughing Now
Ingrid Michaelson: Pretty much every song she has ever written - you can't go wrong.
Eminem (Surprisingly...): Just Lose Yourself, Sing for the Moment, When I'm Gone
LCD Soundsystem: Dance Yourself Clean
Sex Pistols: God Save the Queen, Anarchy in the UK, Submission
X-Ray Spex: Oh! Bondage, Up Yours!, I Am a Poseur, Let's Submerge, Art-I-Ficial

There is a decent taste for you to look up. Highly recommend Yeah Yeah Yeah's and Ingrid Michaelson. All very wonderful. Ingrid is for everyone, there is never cursing, always lovely topics, and catchy tunes. It's cute, good mood music. Yeah Yeah Yeahs are more punk/rock, and not recommended for children. Generally they don't swear that badly, but there are a few occasions. It's great for when you're pissed off or mad that you are being rushed.

I got a job. After searching since I was 14. It's at a little place called Bellatazza. It's this cute coffee shop downtown in Bend, and I am learning the ways of a real Barista. I am already a boss at the cash register.

I am in science class right now. I already figured the internet assignment, and so I get to do this. It's nice. I hardly ever have access to a laptop that I DON'T have to keep plugged in at all times. This one's battery actually lasts for more than 10 minutes. It's quite wonderful, really. I'm going to see about getting a new battery for mine. I am sure I am boring you all to tears right now. But I don't have anything else to do, so you might as well just stop reading now, because I'm pretty sure the rest of this is going to be a really long, droning post about absolutely nothing, and ALL about my loathing of science class.

I signed up for this class, being told it was "Oceanography." That sounded awesome! I've always wanted to learn about the ocean and the creatures that inhabit it. But alas, PSYCH! Really this is Earth Science, and it blows. I get to be taught all about the layers of the earth, again. We don't even do cool experiments. We do dumb assignments that suck, and no one likes it, and the teacher looks like a prehistoric ape man. Not even kidding. This is the worst class in the world. It was worse when I had friends in it, because I never listened, and my grades when down the toilet, but now that all my friends were kicked out for talking to much in class, I can actually focus. It's not exciting information I am gaining here, but at least I'm not failing so badly.

Today we had the longest Winter Assembly ever. 2 and a half hours. But, on the bright side, today is the last day of school before winter break. And it is already 12:46, and we get out at 2:45! Less than two hours, bro!

Alright, I really don't want to bore you all so much that you never come back, so I'll just type up crap on my email and then email it back to myself. Creative, right?

See you on the other side.

Oh no.

It's happening. Ever since I was in first grade, I was saying how much I hated Britney Spears. But here she is again, playing on my headphones, blasting into my ears. My friend Maddy somehow made me like her. And we aren't the type to listen to mainstream music. We listen to Underground stuff. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Patrick Wolf, Kate Nash, Ingrid Michaelson, Matt and Kim. Not BRITNEY. But here she is, telling me to keep dancing till the world ends. NO. Stop! And I know all the words to a huge amount of her songs. Excuse me while I go vomit.

On another note, yesterday I got a second piercing in my ears. So now I've got the original ones, and then turquoise studs above that. It's pretty cool. I like it a lot. I really want a nose piercing, but then my friend Janet told me all about it and how slow and awful it is as they push a needle through your nose. Thats when I just decided for a second ear piercing. Much less painful. So much better. Plus my entire family doesn't loathe that idea.

I fear that I am turning a bit more punkish... I didn't think I would ever end up like that. I was the girl who wore rainbow sweatshirts. Now I want to do Roller Derby so BAD! But I can't, because my parents don't want to pay for the medical bills that will inevitably turn up. I am going to start saving up for my first mode of transportation. A motorcycle. Cars are nice, but motorcycles you get to feel the wind through your hair and it is so much more fun than a car. I will get a freakin' huge hog so that cars can see me. Ha, it will be so BA.

I am in English, once again. Although this time, completely done with everything and we're only 15 minutes into class. So I guess I will just do this. I wish the school didn't block everything. Then I could actually go on the internet and not just this site and google. I love how they don't block this, but they do block Tumblr. Of course. Whatever. I am going to try and find a website that doesn't block bubble shooter. Maybe I'll write more later. Happy Friday! Be happy that you aren't taking the PSAT tomorrow at 7:30 AM.

Future.

I have to take the PSATs this Saturday at 7:30 AM. I do not want to take the PSATs this Saturday at 7:30 AM. I want to be asleep on Saturday at 7:30 AM.

But, alas, I will be taking the PSATs. I can't wait. I just love taking tests where you have to fill in the scantron bubbles and then you get off track and you mess them all up and its just utter chaos. Why can't I just circle the correct answer.

I have to start thinking about College. What one I want to go to, how I will pay for it, or will I get a scholarship? I need a job. I need to save money. Get some means of transportation. Car, motorcycle? I don't know. I need extracurriculars to graduate. I am only in GSA. I don't know if I need more than that. I don't know how to cook, or even use the washer and dryer. How pathetic is that? When I move out, what am I supposed to do? When I move out? I'm going to be 18 in less than a year. I have to think about my future. I have to figure out where I will live, and how I will pay for that. I have to get groceries, health care, insurance. I don't want this stuff in my life. I want to continue making mud pies in the backyard and know my parents have everything under control.

Not anymore though. It's time to take a step up and start taking care of myself...

But I guess there are good aspects of the future as well. Falling in love, for example. I can't wait to fall in love and get married. Have two children and raise them. Hold their tiny bodies in my arms and then watch them grow up and soon enough they will be panicking about the same things I am on this post. I can't wait to get a house with my husband, and find out what career I will choose. Will I end up being a musician? Or will it be an artist? Writer? Illistrator? Or will it surprise me. Will I be a doctor? A lawyer. No. I won't be those things. I can't wait to grow old with my one true love and see where life takes us. Takes me. I don't know what I will do. I am excited to find out, but a little horrified as well. I don't know how I am going to get there, to this life that I write about.

Let's talk about something else a little lighter. Oh, guess what. Once again I am sitting in English class. I am way ahead of schedule on this paper we are writing, and I am tired of pretending to still be editing it, seeing as that was done days ago. I accidentally was put in the average Lit and Comp class, and I belong in Honors. Oh well, it's nice to have a little break. I am exhausted right now. I can't wait for this weekend - well, not Saturday, but Sunday, because I can sleep and sleep and sleep all day long. I need to catch up. Today is Wednesday. On Wednesday's me and my friends all walk downtown after school and hang out down there until dinner time. Plus, on Wednesdays, school ends at 1:00 rather than 2:45. I don't know why, but I love it. It's so short. I am going to go to the Claire's store sometime soon, preferable today, and get a second ear piercing. 40 dollars for both ears. I have a $20 gift certificate for there. So I might as well. I was going to get a nose piercing, but then my friend Janet told me about how when she got hers she almost passed out. They slowly stick a needle through your nose. I am a pansy. I cannot deal with that kind of pain. So instead, I will pierce my ears again, seeing as that is not painful, and fast, with that quick little gun. Thank the Lord.

Class is almost out. Finally. Even though todays classes are 30 minutes long. So easy. It's ridiculous. Still too long though. I might take a nap in Earth Science next period. I used to like science. I guess when I had a cool science teacher it was awesome. But when you have a science teacher who looks like a primitive man and talks about things you've never heard of and he never bothered to explain, you end up not really liking science anymore. Hint, hint - GRADEK, come teach me science here!

I'll talk to you all later. I don't really know if any one even reads this old thing anymore. Whatever. :)

What I Should Be Doing

I should be using Inspiration 8 in English class right now. My student teacher is teaching us about this program that looks like it was made in 1904 and so I did it really fast and then came over here to do this. Because just typing about what I should be doing is more fun that actually doing what I should be doing. This is taking forever. Today we get the key to our new house. After school I am walking downtown to it and painting my room this beautiful tribal orange color. It is so pretty. Right now it is painted purple with butterflies. I do not want that as my room. So I am painting it orange. There is a big basement, which is basically for me and my brother, Sam. We are going to nail up cardboard to the walls, and then paint all over it really cool. The basic layer is going to be painted as brick, then we will just graffiti is up. I am really excited. On Saturday is when we really bring everything from our old house in. I am so glad that this new house is downtown. Just like back in McMinnville. This is going to be great, but on the other hand, I am once again never going to have money. But then again, maybe I will, since I live so close I can just walk downtown with my guitar and make some more money busking! I am so THRILLED!

I keep having to change the screen whenever the student teacher comes over here. We aren't even turning this in, we are just learning how to use it, and I am not even going to use this because I've already got a systematic way of typing up essays. I do not want to use Inspiration 8 every time. It is quite infuriating. I would rather waste my time on the internet playing uphill rush and typing on my blog. It appears that during the school year I type on here a lot more often than I do in the summer. I guess I just have to sit in front of a computer more often and it is boring and thus, the blog post. It's too easy to set up 'Spaces' and then just rotate between screens. Wow. I sound like such a nerd.

Oh. My. Goodness. This is so repetitive. I should be paying attention. But why would I pay attention when I already know how to use this? Thank God it is Wednesday and that means a short day for Bend-LaPine schools. We get out at one. We have seven periods in a day. Therefore, each class period is 35 minutes long on Wednesday, just enough time to not get anything beneficial done. So I just do stuff that is beneficial to me. Okay. Class is almost out.

Until the next time where I get to waste the day away.

Over and out,
Kate.

Class.

I really hope that since I finished my paper in English class, I can actually be on here blogging.. Maybe if my teacher sees me typing she'll just think I am still working on my paper. Or maybe this is okay. I did get my work done. I absolutely love Bend High. It is so wonderful. All of it. I have so much fun everyday. It's weird to wake up and look forward to school. For the first two years of High School, I woke up and wanted nothing more than to jut curl up under my covers and never go to school. I hated it with a fiery passion. I don't know what it is about Summit High that didn't work with me. There are truly some really nice people there. Also a lot of plastic people. In general, everyone judges a lot. I would smile at people in the hall, and then receive a nice, friendly glare. How kind! At BHS, that doesn't happen. It's so incredible. I can't believe it. I didn't think any high schools worked like that. I wore a mohawk to school last week. People commented on it and said it was awesome. I felt happy that I work such a crazy haircut. At Summit, I would be looked at like, "WTF?!" and then get royally judged. Goodie! It's Friday today. Class is almost out. Maybe I'll blog later. I have to clean up this mess I've made and turn in my really, really exciting paper. WOO.

Oh Yeah...

So for a while there, I forgot I had a blog.. Seeing as I haven't written in way too long. A really exciting few things happened though!

First off, I paid my outstanding library fine of, yes, $13.00 off, so now I feel like a free human, and I've been reading a lot, seeing as I can now get books again. But I have resisted paying that fine for so long that I've forgotten how to use a library, so now I have to work on that. Good thing librarians are there to find the books for you. I recently finished reading 'Push' by Sapphire, 'Where The Heart Is' by Billie Letts, 'The Female Brain' by someone who's name I forgot, and 'The Road' by Cormac McCarthy. Excellent books! I enjoyed all of them! Highly recommended!

Secondly, I am officially a Bend High School student! I no longer go to Summit High! I'm so thrilled about this. Summit was great for the first two years of HS, and it taught me a lot of things about myself and taught me patience, but mainly it taught me that I needed to continue for my search for "Indie Hipster Funk Soul Brothers" to make friends with. Which brought me to BHS, where through a Summit friend, I met some amazing friends, Maddy, Alex, and Janet! And I'm beginning to meet their friends and make friends with them and everything is so great I almost can't believe it and have to make sure I'm not dreaming this. It's so fun, that after waiting for 2 years to find my perfect friend group, and I finally have and it's greater than I expected! I am always having fun, and I am loving the person I am becoming. Just last year, I hated school, and home, and people, and family, and generally life, and wondered what the point was, and I guess you could say that I shrunk up inside myself and became just a shadow of the crazy Kate Kennedy I once was. Until just recently, I have exploded out of my shadowy self and now I feel like I could take on the world. I am so thrilled, and I love everything, and I look forward to new challenges! I can't wait to have this fresh start at BHS. Everyone asks if I'm transferring to BHS because of Summit drama and that no matter where I go there will be drama, but what they don't understand is that I'm transferring because there are people at BHS that are like me, and original, and non exclusive. Sure, there will be the traditional cliques and shit, but now that I have met a sturdy group of friends, I'm going to be able to get through them without being majorly injured. I look forward to this coming school year. I really like re-learning the meaning of fun.

Third, uhh.. I don't know, but I just can't wait to see what comes across my path these next few years. I look forward to seeing what I do after HS. If my uncle is still living in NYC, then I might go there for a gap year and do some waitressing because to me that has always sounded fun, and start saving up for what life throws at me, and I will try and pursue a musical career. Millions have done it, I want to be one of them.

Tomorrow night I'm going downtown to First Friday Art Walk and I'll be playing guitar on the street for the evening. Hopefully I can make some money for the month. We'll see. 13 days until my birthday, I can't even wait to be seventeen. I've waited for this for a long time. One year and 13 days until I am officially an adult. That freaks me out more than anything though. My parents say that it freaks them out, but I've over here sharting my pants thinking that I'm going to have to start supporting myself and living my life and not just taking naps and checking facebook all day.

It's going to be a long haul these next several years. Who knows what I am going to do with my life. I haven't the faintest idea.

Kate Kennedy Music...

I know it sounds conceded, but I made a "Kate Kennedy Music" fan page.. I didn't really send it out to people, I mainly made it so on my business cards it could say, "Find me on Facebook!!" Cheesy, I know. Here's the link.

Brigitte Aphrodite!

So, I've been saving up money to finally purchase my wish list on iTunes. I got a Lenka's new Album, "Two", 3 albums by Ingrid Michaelson,"Girls and Boys," "Be OK," and "Everybody." All of them are amazing! I also bought "Let it Die" by Feist. Then I bought a few singles. But one thing that I bought, was an EP album called, "I Dream Myself Awake," by Brigitte Aphrodite. An interesting mix up. I first heard the song named after the title, and instantly fell in love with it. It was different. Loud. Instrument-y. All together wonderful. Then I heard the second song on the EP, "Miss Hedonistic." While at one point, I felt the need to cringe and change the song, at the same time, I felt like I needed to turn the volume WAY up, as well as the bass, and really just shake my head around. It was a fiery love, and a severe hatred all jumbled into one. I partially felt like I should not play it because I didn't want to annoy my parents with all the different rhythms mixed together, and different voices, but I also couldn't have cared less. It was so.... Full of passion. I don't know. I can't find words to express it.

But Miss. Aphrodite, if you ever google yourself, and this post pops up, I just want to let you know. A+. Winner of an album. I look forward to your next one. I am truly inspired. I would like to use Kate Nash's record company, 'Have 10p Records.' I am thrilled that she started her own. Well done to both of you. Keep the music coming. I am jittery with musical delight!

106.7 KPOV!!!

Listen to KPOV Bend Radio on July 22 starting at 8 PM! I'll be kicking off the show! Playing some tunes for you all! Don't miss the shout outs I'll be giving! If you don't live in Bend, there is a live stream online!

High Fashion.

To be quite frank, I love fashion. The problem with this is, I can't afford fashion. Which is why I wear Target brand clothes. This is my ideal closet selection. Someday.

One day.

Life on my Own?

After my 5 days of camp, I decided to stay in the McMinnville area and just catch up with all the friends I haven't seen in months. My 'home' here is my grandparent's house, but I am mainly just couch surfing at all my friends. My grandparents have an extra car, and they are letting me use it for the week -- But I have to stay in Mac. Which is okay with me. The first night back I stayed at a family friend's place, the Dyments, and had a blast there catching up with them, then I spent the day at my grandparent's place, then the next night at my cousin's place, and tonight I believe I will be back at my grandparents. I don't know where I will be tomorrow. I'm basically making plans spur of the moment. Today I hung out with my childhood best friend, Tasha Balwit. Had a blast with her! Lots of catching up to do! On Wednesday, my DCC friend is coming to Newberg, and she will probably try and make it to Mac also, so we will hang out then! Plus I would like to see Danii and Hannah sometime again, girls sleepover? I don't know.

It feels really weird being here without my whole family, and having a car to use as my own for the week. I like it, but everything feels unsure. I don't know if I will have a place to stay every night (of course I will - at my grandparents, but still, its rough out here!) and I don't know where I will get a meal, and I am living off basically 6 dollars ($3.51 now...) I think I have some quarters in my wallet. I've got my writing stationary, a sleeping bag, a pillow, and a phone. Thats pretty much all I need at this point. What I have learned though in the past few weeks, is that I am really not ready to live on my own yet. I pray that my parents will spend my last 2 years living at home teaching me how to live on my own. Of course, this week I did learn how to use a washer and drying, get green beans ready, and some other stuff I bet, but I can't really remember now...

Just a few months ago, while I was rather miffed with my parents, I remember saying, "I can't wait to live on my own!!"

If you are a teenager, and you have said this, take it back. You don't mean it. It's sketchy out here. You have to think about what you're doing. There isn't a warm meal at home waiting for you, and you don't have your own bed, and you have to think about the gas in the car, and how expensive it is, and how you are going to pay for it, and you have to remember to eat when its time to eat, and sleep when its time to sleep, and it is intimidating as hell out here. Even though I know I have a place to sleep, and food to eat, just being alone for a week and making so many plans freaks me out! Take advantage of the time you are still living with your parents! Have fun! Don't worry about what you will do tomorrow, or when you'll eat again. You still have time. Once you move out... Thats when you really need to start using that brain of yours for things much, much more important than just dumb old math. Thats when some of the school stuff you learn finally comes in handy. Like how to count money, and tell time. That has helped me a lot this week.

Oh, I just finished reading this amazing book - It's Kind of a Funny Story by Ned Vizzini. My favorite quote from the book is this, live by it:

I know something’s changing in me. It

might not be dramatic, but it’s real. And for the first time in a while, I can look forward to things I want to do in my life...

Bike. Eat. Drink. Talk. Ride the

subway. Read. Read maps. Make maps. Make art. Have a party. Hug my mom. Kiss my dad. Kiss my little sister. Make out with Noelle. Make out with her more. Take her on a picnic. See a movie with her. See a movie with Aaron. Heck, see a movie with Nia. Tell people my story. Volunteer at Three North. Help people like Bobby. Like Muqtada. Like me. Draw more. Draw a person.Draw a naked person. Draw Noelle naked.Run. Travel. Swim. Skip. I know it’s lame, but, whatever, skip anyway... Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Live.

Drift Creek Camp!

Well, I just finished my 6th year going to DCC, and as usual, it was the best! It's always the best part of the year for me. I made many, many new friends, and had two amazing counselors. So thankful for that! I left Sunday with Danii and Hannah Coe for camp from McMinnville. It was a long drive over filled with much singing. I'm pretty sure we listened to "Last Friday Night (TGIF)" 3 times.. Her grandma drove us, and gotta say, she's a pretty hip grandma. I got a huge bag of salt-water taffy over in Lincoln City before we drove up to the camp, and snacked on that for quite some time. When we finally reached the camp, we were 2 hours early. So we got to hang out with Casey, Karli and Abby because they were there early, and we got to meet our counselors!

Their names were Jalisa (JA-LI-SA! was the chant) and Krista (KRI-I-STA! Didn't work out quite as well..) and when you smush their names together you get JA-LIS-TA! And then it works great! Anyways, our whole cabin agreed that they were the best counselors any of us had had yet. We got pretty much the best cabin in the whole camp, Siuslaw, which is on the 3rd floor of the lodge and has its own bathrooms and showers, plus its extremely large! This is my second year in a row getting this cabin! HUZZAH! Soon more of our soon-to-be cabin mates started showing up until we had a hearty cabin of 14 campers! All of which were extremely delightful! They were Danii, Hannah, Paige, Marianne, Lisa, Fiona, Corrie, Abby, Joanna, Karly and Karli, Casey, and Calla! Best cabin buddies (butties) ever!

That night was a hard core game of Human Foosball, and then we all slept soundly! The next day began the best week ever. So many laughs, and we all got to know each other so well, so fast. I was thankful for that. I had a lot on my mind during camp, and I am so glad my counselors were so trustworthy and kind, and had great senses of humor because I was able to talk to them about a lot of it. Thank goodness. Without the lovely Kate Plotner there to talk too, I was completely lost. Good thing I was surrounded by magnificent people. We had many laughs, playing in trees, and hiding in shrubs.

By the end of the week the whole camp was playing a game called 'Double Tap' which is very funny, and a bit stressful. When you take a drink of water, or whatever fine beverage you're drinking, you have to tap it twice on the table when you set it down. If you fail to do this, and someone catches you, then you get dared to do something, and you have to do it before the meal session is over. And you HAVE too. It's never anything bad, just hilarious. There were people standing up on the tables singing, and people going up to other random people, taking a bite of their food, putting the food back on their plate, and walking away as if nothing had even happened. That was me. At one point during the black light night with all the loud music, my friend Paige and I both single tapped, and got dared to go up too our counselors and dirty-dance on them. That was the most awkward thing that I've probably ever done. So embarrassing! Dang it! Then we ran back to our tables as fast as we could and I'm sure if the lights were on, everyone could see how beet red our faces were. My face was literally HOT. My apologies!!!

We played the Amazing Race too on one of the days, but due to my broken knee injury and the still slow recovery of it, I was unable to participate in most of it because it was a lot of running. But that was totally fine by me. So I just sat in the sun and ate pretzels and talked with Jalisa while everyone else was out and about running. Too bad. Later, since I was baking in the hot sun, a big group of us went down to the swimming hole. There, I made my own little race. I ran down the sandy hill, swam across the river, stood up on the big rock on the other side, swam back across (There is a bit of a current), and ran back up the hill in 30 seconds, which is record time for a gimp like me! Everyone got a great laugh out of me attempting to run. In my mind I was thinking a. This is really funny, I must look mental and b. If I take one wrong step I could re break my knee. So it was like I was panicking jollily. Is jollily even a world? I like it. Later, after swimming, the girls from our cabin creeked Krista, and then went up to get Jalisa next, but she ran off, obviously knowing she was next. Dang.

You know what isn't a word? Totes Innapropes (Totally Innapropriate for those of you who aren't in the loop of shortening words). Neither are words, but they spread through our cabin like wildfire. We even had our counselors saying it by the end of the week! That was a laugh! This year I brought my guitar to camp! I sure am glad I did! I had a blast with everyone! We played pretty much every song in my binder, and later serenaded the boy's cabins with The Way I Am by Ingrid Michaelson and Sea of Love by Cat Power. Both excellent! For the Acoustic Cafe part of the night, our whole cabin went up and sang Hallelujah and had many different harmonies. It was beautiful! So proud of everyone! Danii sang Sea of Love for the Cafe while I played guitar and I was SO PROUD OF MY BESTIE!!! GO DANII!!! And then I played Closer to Fine by the Indigo Girls for it, and that was fun :).

I really don't know if I will be able to make it a whole year. This year was life changing, and I want to go back so bad already, and it's only been a day. I am so thankful for everyone who I met, and for everyone who I got to know even better. I plan on keeping in touch with everyone, and hopefully visiting everyone also! No matter how long I blog, I could never begin to explain how much fun, and how much I appreciate everyone in Siuslaw! If any of you girls are reading this, I love you so much!! Thanks for such a great week! COME VISIT ME IN BEND!!!!!!!!

So Much Great!

In 3 days I am leaving to go on a remarkable adventure with Danii, up to Drift Creek Camp, which is basically like the best place in the whole world, and I am SO excited! Not to mention it is officially SUMMER VACATION! This July it will have been a year since I learned to play guitar and I'm so happy! I love it so much! I cannot get enough. I'm bringing my guitar to DCC! Then I think I am going to stay in the valley for maybe 5ish days, and just see everyone, Hannah and Danii and I will do the usual sleepover, I definitely want to see Tasha, and make a really funny movie with my hilarious cousins Emily and Caitlin! I want to see my whole family, and I'll stay with Grandma and Grandpa! AH ITS GOING TO BE SO FUN!!! Plus I just cleaned, re-organized, re-arranged, and re-decorated my room and it looks completely different! I love it so much!! Its totes cool. And so clean! Almost unbelievable! And guess what else! On June 29th my 6 months of having a driver's license are up, and I can drive friends around! I'm so excited! Life will be SO much easier now that I can just pick people up and dropp them off! No more begging for a ride to so and so's house. Ah thank goodness. And more good news - I transfered schools! I went to Summit High, and now I am going to Bend High! Its going to be so much fun! I look forward to fitting in again! Like in middle school, the good old days. Actually, I didn't really fit in there, but at least I had a bunch of really amazingly great friends! As you can read about earlier on in the first few posts of this blog. Back when it used to be called "Pranksters R Us." Yeah, gooooooood times.

Oh Goodness.

There is something I need to figure out. How to make friends. Of course I have all my school friends who I love, but we don't actually have anything in common, so hanging out outside of school is just awkward. Just sitting around. Then I have one friend who I enjoy hanging out with wherever, but she goes to Bend High, and I go to Summit, so that just doesn't work well. Then I recently made a friend at Summit who is actually like me, and likes guitar, music, art, and all that, but he's a boy. Which is also difficult because in High School, you make friends with a guy and soon they start liking you. I just don't want a boyfriend right now. I want some really good, solid friendships. Maybe one of those good friendships will turn into a relationship, but right now, I just want friends. I make friends with a guy, and I have this gut feeling that he likes me. I'm fine with it. I'm not going to make things awkward or treat him any differently. But I don't want to risk ruining a brand new friendship with a boyfriend. Either things will go really good, or they'll fail right at the start and then BAM, another friendship down the drain. I think next year I'm switching schools to go to Bend High, but I'm waiting for the principals of my school and the other one to approve my application. If thats all approved, then I will be a Lava Bear next year, rather than a Thunder Cat. What even is a Thunder Cat? I really don't know. I want to change schools because I'm ready for a fresh start. Things at Summit just haven't worked out from the first day of Freshman year, till now. Its been nearly two full years and I'm still unhappy at this school. Isn't high school supposed to be fun? I want my last two years to be good. I think BHS is going to offer some stuff to me that Summit never has. There are less cliques, and cliques are what keep getting in my way. Lets leave 'em.

Talk to you later.

xoxo, Kate

Biking and Dreams

Today I wanted to go downtown to hang out with my friends Maddy and Alex. My family was all out at Smith Rocks, and I am not one for hiking, so I decided to stay here. But since there wasn't a car I could take to get downtown, I had to bike. So thats 2.5 miles downhill to get there. Piece of cake. Easy. It was finally a warm day and it was beautiful out! I loved it, minus the clouds of gnats by the river (Thank goodness for glasses. My eye shields.) .... So I got down there, hung out with them for awhile, and saw a bunch of baby Jack Russel puppies! I almost died. I know that is the stupidest thing to say, "I almost died" but I really did. I teared up a little knowing that I didn't get to have a puppy, and I considered slipping one that I called George into my backpack and riding away into the sunset. I didn't. But I seriously thought about it... Anyways. I ended up sitting in the gate with them for like 15 minutes and holding one that fell asleep in my arms. OHMYGOODNESS! I want one. All I have is a stupid cat that hates being held. Hates the world in general. Then I had to bike home...

That was again, 2.5 miles home. Only this time, uphill. I still have a bad knee from when I broke it last August. Plus I can't turn my bike to gear one because its broken.. So I am pedaling with all my might. I finally got home, and I felt like my brain had smashed up against the front of my forehead. My head felt so heavy and I totally thought I was going to pass out. I didn't thank goodness. But even worse, I completely forgot that I had a babysitting job tonight! AURG!! Most embarrassing thing in the whole world. I had never babysat for them before, and I was determined to get there on time and make a good impression. Instead, I nearly pass out on our couch, then forget about the job until one hour later. Stab. Me. In. The. Head. I feel SO bad!! I'm going to give them an apology card with a coupon for one free babysitting. I feel like crap. Mental slap to the face.

Also lately -- Dreams. Every night I have dreams. Every night. Literally. Its not like most nights. Its EVERY night. My favorite part of the day is night. Thats kind of an oxymoron, but its totally true. I look forward to night. Its so entertaining. So thrilling. Dreams are so cool. Two nights ago I had 3 dreams in one night! I remembered them all and they were all LONG dreams with story lines. It was so crazy. One of them I was flying (Yeah, flying!) around Bend with Danii, and we were going to fast, and we landed at this deserted airport and we were walking around and everything was so strange. We went inside and it was the Evergreen Aviation Museum. So random.. That was the shortest of them. The longest one I'm only gonna give you a short summary cause it took up three full pages in my journal to write down, and I don't want to explain it again. My brother and I were on this weird island and there was this MASSIVE treehouse. We were digging up dirt around it, and he said to me, "What is the point of us digging all this dirt?" and I said, "Sam, you know this is what we need to survive the night" and he just kept digging. In the distance I saw this weird creature. It was like a mix of a Jack Russel and a wild boar (what's up with all this Jack Russel stuff lately!?). It was light pink, and had belts of leather armor with metal studs all over them and jagged scars running down its face. My computers going to die. Thats a shame. I guess you can make up the rest.

Best word(s) of the day: Totes Innapropes.

(P.S: I beat the wild Boar Russel.

Hardcore Parkour.

My brother, his friend and I all made this Parkour video. In extreme cheesy-ness, I think that this has made my day. I laughed so hard I had to race back home as fast as I could before I peed my pants. That fast. I couldn't eat dinner because my stomach hurt so bad from laughing. So great. Especially the end. The ice cream. Ohhhh I'm laughing again!

Song Writing.

I don't know why, but I am having the toughest time trying to write a song. Just one. Just so I can say, "Why yes, I have indeed written a song!" But I just can't. I bought myself a little Moleskin leather bound writing journal, in hopes that it would inspire me, and also because I've seen so many poets walking around with one. I can't remember if I already wrote about the Poetry Slam I went to last week, but in case I didn't, here it is. I went to a Poetry Slam last week. Fancy that! It was great. So much truth in spoken word. It was like music, minus the change in pitch and instruments or really even singing. But it was beautiful. I loved it so much. Anyways, it inspired me a lot, so I bought the little Moleskin at Target, and I've been writing (or at least attempting to) poetry. None of them rhyme. Well, one does, but its four lines and it is awful! I don't know why its so difficult for me to write songs. My friend Brian can whip out songs in minutes. And they're great! He wrote one about Diet Coke in class the other day, and it was completely stuck in my head ALL DAY. Then these other kids in my guitar class presented a song they had written for the class, and they had a couple guitars, and a drum, and it sounded SO great and I was thinking to myself the whole time, "I would totally buy this on iTunes." I want it. I just don't get it. These performers were Freshman. They wrote this killer song that could become really, really popular. I guess try and fail, and repeat are the steps I'll have to take to finally get a song. One day though. Maybe. Why would I have such a big dream to be a rockstar if I couldn't write songs?! For crying out loud.

I have a couple quotes that are my favorite Office quotes that I'd like to share also. Seeing as its Thursday night and The Office is on tonight.

"Kevin... This is a button" -Holly Flax
"And Kevin Jefferson was out chasing a butterfly!" -Dwight Schrute

Why.

I honestly have to ask -- WHY did Elementary school even bother teaching everyone cursive? They told us all, "You need to learn it because you will use it later in life." When? When exactly is that? I use print. I write each letter as an individual, and so do most people I know. Why do we do this? Well, one, its readable. Every time I get a letter in the mail from my either of my grandma's, its in cursive. The letter will take me more or less 10 minutes to decipher. They're never even that long. I hate reading cursive. I have to squint, re read things over and over again, try and figure out is that a T or and L? Is it and E or and R? Come on. I just despise it. If its written nice, it can be beautiful! But the majority of the time, its sloppy, fast, and smudgy. I cannot read it. Elementary school lied to us all. Think about that. It hurts doesn't it. I spent far too much time perfecting my uppercase G's than I needed to. FAR TOO MUCH TIME. 


Curses.