Wednesday, September 21, 2011

This is just to say...

This isn't my standard blog post. 
It won't be long, 
or profound,
and it won't contain a funny story. 

I just want to say that I am really happy. 
And life is really good. 
The best? 

It has been a long time since life has been this good. 
I accept. 

Wednesday, September 14, 2011


According to Picasa, I have taken 1,088 pictures this summer.
That is a decent amount of photographable moments. 
If there is one thing I hate it is long blog posts that give details and photographs of a huge chunk of a persons life. 
Not only are they annoying but I get sucked into reading a 25 photo account of that girl who is dating the kid from the house across the street.....and enjoying it.

What I am trying to say is, I don't plan on posting very many pictures about the end of my summer,
but I DO want to tell you about the time I accidentally signed into MSN a few days ago for the first time since graduating from the 8th grade.


1. After being signed in for around 4 seconds I suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to tell my crush that I "liked" him using subtle hints and sly questions.  I reveled in the fact that I could tell the world anything from the safety of my computer screen and there was virtually no consequences unless you and that person had the same lunch period or lockers next to each other.
Those conversations usually went like this:
Me: "So...are you uh...likin' anyone these days?"
Crush: "Uh...............kinda"
Me: "Me too........But I'm not telling you who.....Don't ask.........Okay it's you...."
Crush: *your crush is now offline*

2. My sign in name was still "Katie" except it was spelled in rotating capital and lower-case letters.
Ex: kAtIe
I think all those times in the last 8 years I have felt incredible awkward or lacking in self confidence it was because I was being subconsciously haunted by the fact that somewhere floating around the internet was my name written in a font that modern scholars can only now label as "Myspace Bold."

3. My birthday was listed as May 9th. This wouldn't seem weird to you unless you knew that May 9th isn't my real birthday. This still might not seem weird as you might have thought I was taking an extra safety precaution against internet predators. I would agree with you if I wasn't busy slapping my middle-school self upside the head for only being creative enough to put my fake birthday as four days after my actual birthday (May 5th) and leaving the year on there so it didn't matter anyways.
I don't think I quite grasped the whole "internet safety" concept.

4. This was my "about me" section:
"I wish i could say I'm a chill person but i'm not really, i'm stressed a lot but i love to laugh and do crazy, random things aton! I have a hard time being mad at people and i hate it when people are mad at me!"
There it is. 
8th grade Katie in a nutshell = I was super hyperactive and I thought "aton" was a word.

Starting grad school has, at times, made me long for the days when my English classes involved me pretending how much I hated "Great Expectations" just like the rest of my class even though I secretly went home every night and read it for hours. 
Then I saw that my favorite quote in 8th grade was "Live. Laugh. Love." and I threw up in my mouth and felt better about where I am.
Growing up has it's perks.