By B. Reith. Its a great song, so pretty in my opinion!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Ponders.
You know how you can ponder something, and that is called pondering? Like pondering your thoughts. Well, I think that a collection of thoughts should be called 'Ponders.' So, here are some recent ponders.
This week is extremely long. Also short. Its already Thursday, and it was just Monday. BUT, so much has happened in this one week, that when I go back and think about it, it almost makes me want to clonk myself on the head and knock myself out. I don't like thinking about how much has gone on. What is it with high school and drama? And friends? And not knowing what to do, until you get so confused and frustrated and angry and sad that you can't even function, and you spend the whole school day just doodling in the back of your notebooks? There is only one plus to that. And that is that some pretty great doodles come from it. Thats it. No body likes being 'confrangrad.' Thats a mix of confused, frustrated, angry and sad all mixed (Pronounced 'Con-frang-rad'). Nobody likes that.
In my opinion, High School can be AWESOME, but also, the most lamest thing ever invented. Most guys just get so full of themselves, with their pants down to their mid-calves, and their t-shirts that would be big on Andre the Giant. And those hats that sit HIGH above their foreheads. Whats up with those? C'mon?! And the girls, goodness gracious!! Honestly, its ridiculous how much we care about what we say, what we wear, who we date, who we're friends with, what kind of music you listen too, how much of one subject you should talk about before it becomes obnoxious (i.e Harry Potter, Kate Nash, Britain), how long we should consider what we say to someone before we actually say it, even though when the time comes, we usually forget what we were going to say, and just improv it. I mean, this can get inCREDibly stressful!
Lately, I've been so stressed (Not for just the above posted reasons, others too) that I have been constantly felt sick. For over a month now! Its not actually anything, but its been bringing me down, and keeping me from getting good sleep, and I'm not even eating as much because I've lost appetite. That is BAD, for Kate Kennedy. Food is my favorite thing, and when I don't have the appetite to eat it, it really can bring down a day. Or when I stay up until 2 am cringing with stomach pains. Thankfully I've been getting better sleep lately, but during the day, things get unpleasant.
I think that the most stressful thing in my life right now is how much I think. I think way to much about what to say to a few people in my life, and what not to say, and what I definitely shouldn't say so I don't get teased, and that really is exhausting. Also, I have to think of what to say to friends. Not all of them of course. I'm not one to fuss over clothes and hair and makeup and what kind of music I listen to very much, so that's good. Besides, everyone knows what kind of music I listen to already. KATE NASH. Also others, but she's my favorite British Buddy. The only thing I really spend my time thinking and stressing over is how to talk to people. Especially adults. I don't ever want to be offensive, and I try to be funny sometimes, and I just have to figure out peoples senses of humor, and if they have one, or if they're sense of humor is just teasing me for what I say. I hate that mostly. It makes me feel like crap. Sure, sarcasm is GREAT. I use it ALL the time, but there is definitely a point where it goes way too far, and thats when it can really make a person feel awful, especially if it comes from an adult you respect and look up too. Even just an adult. It just sucks.
Wow. I kinda poured a lot of crap out into that post.. Sorry about that. I'm debating just deleting it, but it felt great getting it all out. Good luck in your daily lives everyone, I'll post again soon. Maybe later today. Its nice to have my fingers fly across the keyboard letting out every word I can think of. Thanks for following and reading. Love you all!
This week is extremely long. Also short. Its already Thursday, and it was just Monday. BUT, so much has happened in this one week, that when I go back and think about it, it almost makes me want to clonk myself on the head and knock myself out. I don't like thinking about how much has gone on. What is it with high school and drama? And friends? And not knowing what to do, until you get so confused and frustrated and angry and sad that you can't even function, and you spend the whole school day just doodling in the back of your notebooks? There is only one plus to that. And that is that some pretty great doodles come from it. Thats it. No body likes being 'confrangrad.' Thats a mix of confused, frustrated, angry and sad all mixed (Pronounced 'Con-frang-rad'). Nobody likes that.
In my opinion, High School can be AWESOME, but also, the most lamest thing ever invented. Most guys just get so full of themselves, with their pants down to their mid-calves, and their t-shirts that would be big on Andre the Giant. And those hats that sit HIGH above their foreheads. Whats up with those? C'mon?! And the girls, goodness gracious!! Honestly, its ridiculous how much we care about what we say, what we wear, who we date, who we're friends with, what kind of music you listen too, how much of one subject you should talk about before it becomes obnoxious (i.e Harry Potter, Kate Nash, Britain), how long we should consider what we say to someone before we actually say it, even though when the time comes, we usually forget what we were going to say, and just improv it. I mean, this can get inCREDibly stressful!
Lately, I've been so stressed (Not for just the above posted reasons, others too) that I have been constantly felt sick. For over a month now! Its not actually anything, but its been bringing me down, and keeping me from getting good sleep, and I'm not even eating as much because I've lost appetite. That is BAD, for Kate Kennedy. Food is my favorite thing, and when I don't have the appetite to eat it, it really can bring down a day. Or when I stay up until 2 am cringing with stomach pains. Thankfully I've been getting better sleep lately, but during the day, things get unpleasant.
I think that the most stressful thing in my life right now is how much I think. I think way to much about what to say to a few people in my life, and what not to say, and what I definitely shouldn't say so I don't get teased, and that really is exhausting. Also, I have to think of what to say to friends. Not all of them of course. I'm not one to fuss over clothes and hair and makeup and what kind of music I listen to very much, so that's good. Besides, everyone knows what kind of music I listen to already. KATE NASH. Also others, but she's my favorite British Buddy. The only thing I really spend my time thinking and stressing over is how to talk to people. Especially adults. I don't ever want to be offensive, and I try to be funny sometimes, and I just have to figure out peoples senses of humor, and if they have one, or if they're sense of humor is just teasing me for what I say. I hate that mostly. It makes me feel like crap. Sure, sarcasm is GREAT. I use it ALL the time, but there is definitely a point where it goes way too far, and thats when it can really make a person feel awful, especially if it comes from an adult you respect and look up too. Even just an adult. It just sucks.
Wow. I kinda poured a lot of crap out into that post.. Sorry about that. I'm debating just deleting it, but it felt great getting it all out. Good luck in your daily lives everyone, I'll post again soon. Maybe later today. Its nice to have my fingers fly across the keyboard letting out every word I can think of. Thanks for following and reading. Love you all!
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Biggest Fear
After sixteen years of wondering and questioning what my biggest fear is, whether it be spiders, fire, death, barfing, whatever; I finally figured out what it is.
Sound.
Which is also my favorite thing in the world. So it kind of contradicts itself. Seriously though, think about it. Sounds can be horrifying. If you hear a hiss, you think SNAKE and panic, and maybe pee a little. If in the dead of night you hear a creak, and the bathroom door open, and a family member probably just has to relieve themselves, but in your head you think, oh no, what if they are sick?! and start panicking about that too. Well... I doubt you panic about that, but I sure do. Which makes it a terrifying sound. Or just creaks and squawks of the house at night, and you wonder, burglar, or creep? Or murderer. Or could that gurgley sound be maybe a zombie? You just don't know, do you.
Of course, sounds can also be the most wonderful things in the whole world! Like when you hear the oven beep, and you know, the cookies are ready! Or that jolly Ho Ho Ho of Santa! Or birds chirping. Or MUSIC for crying out loud!
Sometimes I just wish I could be deaf, so that I wouldn't have to think about all those horrible things that are sounds, but then I realize that would mean giving up music, and seeing as music is more important to me than food, or people even, I just don't think that would work out very well.
BUT, you can see where I say its my biggest fear. I hate bad noises. Nails on a chalk board, screeching wheels, screaming, barfing, zombies (Heh), murderers and burglars, etc. They are bad noises. That, is why sound is my biggest fear. But also biggest love.
Sound.
Which is also my favorite thing in the world. So it kind of contradicts itself. Seriously though, think about it. Sounds can be horrifying. If you hear a hiss, you think SNAKE and panic, and maybe pee a little. If in the dead of night you hear a creak, and the bathroom door open, and a family member probably just has to relieve themselves, but in your head you think, oh no, what if they are sick?! and start panicking about that too. Well... I doubt you panic about that, but I sure do. Which makes it a terrifying sound. Or just creaks and squawks of the house at night, and you wonder, burglar, or creep? Or murderer. Or could that gurgley sound be maybe a zombie? You just don't know, do you.
Of course, sounds can also be the most wonderful things in the whole world! Like when you hear the oven beep, and you know, the cookies are ready! Or that jolly Ho Ho Ho of Santa! Or birds chirping. Or MUSIC for crying out loud!
Sometimes I just wish I could be deaf, so that I wouldn't have to think about all those horrible things that are sounds, but then I realize that would mean giving up music, and seeing as music is more important to me than food, or people even, I just don't think that would work out very well.
BUT, you can see where I say its my biggest fear. I hate bad noises. Nails on a chalk board, screeching wheels, screaming, barfing, zombies (Heh), murderers and burglars, etc. They are bad noises. That, is why sound is my biggest fear. But also biggest love.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Type Here:
www.yourworldoftext.com/pranksters
basically -- you just drag your mouse anywhere and type.
its relieving in a way. no one knows who it is. you just write your feelings. sometimes people are on
sometimes they aren't. you can just let stuff out. or write in general. its nice.
i like it.
its gratifying.
-kate
basically -- you just drag your mouse anywhere and type.
its relieving in a way. no one knows who it is. you just write your feelings. sometimes people are on
sometimes they aren't. you can just let stuff out. or write in general. its nice.
i like it.
its gratifying.
-kate
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Just for Today...
I already posted this on my Facebook, but I really liked it so I decided to post it on here too.
Early in the morning of January 1st, my mom and I sat at the kitchen table, busying ourselves with newspaper comics and chewing our cereal, when my mom stumbled upon a 'Dear Abby' excerpt that she thought really would relate to my life. I read it, and indeed, it did. It isn't an actual letter written by someone to Abby, but just a little something that was in that general 'Dear Abby' corner of the paper. I almost feel like perhaps.. It was written just for me...?
Just for Today: I will live through this day only. I will not brood about yesterday or obsess about tomorrow. I will not set far-reaching goals or try to overcome all of my problems at once. I know that I can do something for 24 hours that would overwhelm me if I had to keep it up for a lifetime.
Just for Today: I will be happy. I will not dwell on thoughts that depress me. If my mind fills with cloluds, I will chase them away and fill it with sunshine.
Just for Today: I will accept what is. I will face reality. I will correct those things that I can correct and accept those I cannot.
Just for Today: I will improve my mind. I will read something that requires effort, thought, and concentration. I will not be a mental loafer.
Just for Today: I will make a conscious effort to be agreeable. I will be kind and courteous to those who cross my path, and I'll not speak ill of others. I will improve my appearance, speak softly, and not interrupt when someone else is talking. Just for today, I will refrain from improving anybody but myself.
Just for Today: I will do something positive to improve my health. If I'm a smoker, I'll quit. If I am overweight, I will eat healthfully -- If only just for today. And not only that, I will get off the couch and take a brisk walk, even if it's only around the block.
Just for Today: I will gather the courage to do what is right and take responsibility for my own actions.
I guess I can call these bold things my new years resolutions? But, not all at once. I have the whole of 2011 to work on these, and the rest of my life too, while I'm at it.
Happy New Years my dear friends, may it be fruitful and joyous! I hope we all accomplish something brilliant, and I love you all!
Early in the morning of January 1st, my mom and I sat at the kitchen table, busying ourselves with newspaper comics and chewing our cereal, when my mom stumbled upon a 'Dear Abby' excerpt that she thought really would relate to my life. I read it, and indeed, it did. It isn't an actual letter written by someone to Abby, but just a little something that was in that general 'Dear Abby' corner of the paper. I almost feel like perhaps.. It was written just for me...?
Just for Today: I will live through this day only. I will not brood about yesterday or obsess about tomorrow. I will not set far-reaching goals or try to overcome all of my problems at once. I know that I can do something for 24 hours that would overwhelm me if I had to keep it up for a lifetime.
Just for Today: I will be happy. I will not dwell on thoughts that depress me. If my mind fills with cloluds, I will chase them away and fill it with sunshine.
Just for Today: I will accept what is. I will face reality. I will correct those things that I can correct and accept those I cannot.
Just for Today: I will improve my mind. I will read something that requires effort, thought, and concentration. I will not be a mental loafer.
Just for Today: I will make a conscious effort to be agreeable. I will be kind and courteous to those who cross my path, and I'll not speak ill of others. I will improve my appearance, speak softly, and not interrupt when someone else is talking. Just for today, I will refrain from improving anybody but myself.
Just for Today: I will do something positive to improve my health. If I'm a smoker, I'll quit. If I am overweight, I will eat healthfully -- If only just for today. And not only that, I will get off the couch and take a brisk walk, even if it's only around the block.
Just for Today: I will gather the courage to do what is right and take responsibility for my own actions.
I guess I can call these bold things my new years resolutions? But, not all at once. I have the whole of 2011 to work on these, and the rest of my life too, while I'm at it.
Happy New Years my dear friends, may it be fruitful and joyous! I hope we all accomplish something brilliant, and I love you all!
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