Shout outs…

HI ZOE ! 

Sorry guys I blanked. I’m on break now after finals my brain is mush. And I have the pleasant future of yet ANOTHER term yay quarter system! 

<3 A

Home.

I know this post is a little late, but:

1. this week has been hectic and full of midterms
2. I finally escaped Chick University (intact!) free of tests and quizzes and papers (see #1).
3. got home!
4. GOT HOME!!
5. am wondering how my room got so clean.
6. realized that you don’t need to sacrifice work for human relationships: and that it’s a lot easier to than acknowledge the people who matter.
7. did you know that they are re-naming the SEARS TOWER(to Willis Tower)?!?!??!

More Later!
-K.

Spearmint lotion..

Is epic. And smells awesome. 

So this week has proven to be a fun one. After I nearly passed out in the shower on monday I spent ten minutes on the cold bathroom floor with my feet resting on the tub and in my coldness I realized. I think I might be sick. Turns out that was true. 

I did brave my classes the rest of the day and started to feel better as I got home later that night, but Tuesday gave me a huge migrane and and almost barf situation on the red line around Thorndale that would have been fun considering the amazingly attractive man that was seated across the isle from me. 

So today I stayed home after my mom woke me up yelled at me about not eating then made me eat eggs and tea. So I stayed home so I could eat all day since I haven’t been doing so well with that lately apparently. 

I just introduced Mrn to the snuggie….  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xZp-GLMMJ0   the snuggie…. bwahaha. 

I’m going to see Watchmen friday who else is? Probably everyone. Though I do not anticipate this being bigger box office wise than the Dark Knight was… cuz there’s no Heath… or Batman and I mean… common. 

Anyway I need to work on my papers that are both due tomorrow… so I will be off doing that. 

<3 A

letter to a friend.

The terrible thing about feeling terrible is the constant fear that you are interfering with other people’s lives. And while this is unavoidable, you may feel as though their misfortune is also your misfortune.

but it is not true.

 

because this world is too small to not run into each other every once in a while. So I think that, in our fear that we will run into another we are really afraid of running into ourselves.

So Baby, when you get up in the morning and feel just awful, and at night, when you can’t sleep but know you are tired; remember that you will never be able to outrun yourself.

you don’t have to, either. that there are people near you who love you, and will never let anything bad happen to you. terrible-ness exists, but it is there to make us appreciate the goodness.

and within us all, there is good.

 

-k.

Alright!

SO Kat’s brithday was Monday!!! This is my e-shoutout to that after the fact, but I’ve been wanting to find new ways to bother people about that. Phone, facebook, wordpress, success. 

Alright school is awesome I have two weeks left this term then finals and a week and a half break before I have to dive back into my life as a college student. I opted to only take 12 credit hours next term because it’s the spring and I fear I will ditch tooo much if I’m in class to long. Though I wonder if that was a bad idea or not? I could always get a job… money is nice. 

On the romantic front, I like a guy, he likes me, neither one of us is doing anything because we both love being single too much. Ha crazy world we live in isn’t it? 

Hmm, well Obama is a cool guy, and no one messes with Joe. 

Love  A

Laissez les bons temps roller!

ITS MARDI GRAS!! 

 

Now, to most, this holiday is one of excess drinking and taking their tops off to get beads. To me, this holiday is a proud family tradition that means a lot. My family is Cajun, if you guys don’t know, and we make a big deal about it. Every year on mardi gras we get a king cake (the traditional cake of mardi gras, it was made to use up all of the sweet ingredients before lent began) and my dad makes gumbo and we speak in french and generally have a good time. It really blows that I can’t be home BUT, i am making the most of it here in colorado, land of no french people.

Mardi gras is meant to be the last big hurrah before Lent starts and everyone has to be sad and deprived, so have a good time today!

YAR!

I’m getting an apartment, which means i need a better job to help with rent more than I can now with my little check… This is about to get interesting. 

Not really sure what’s up lately, i’m not super busy but not exactly bored either. turns out i fail at life when it comes to midterms aside from political science. 

I dunno, I let the Vegan cut my bangs today i like my hair a lot more now it’s very good. anyway … i should go and pretend to read for my literature class now. 

<3 A

this weekend

this weekend, JD came to visit.

we went to sonic, and saw “he’s just not that into you” (review coming out thursday), and he made me a WONDERFUL rorshach cake.

 

I had a lovely Valentine’s Day.

-K.

Zzzzzz…

So, I’m running on five hours of sleep, but I did pass out on the couch today when I got home from class. School has been good nice and hectic what with midterms but those finally are completely over!! wooh, now I have 4 weeks till finals and then the third and final term of my freshmen year of college, weird how it’s moving by so fast.  At least for me. 

Today was around 60 degrees out side which I will say, after the foot and a half of snow that just continued to grow, was nice. Though at the same time it was a mean tease for the return of the bitter Chicago cold snap the second we all know is coming my way… that’s a little disheartening. I shall deal like i do with my big down feather coat on the red line platform evil eyeing the car commuters then laugh as I remember the Kennedy traffic around 5 out of the city, bwahaha 

I’m so incredibly distracted by youtube, look up the Britain’s Got Talent winner for 2008 amazing 14 year old break dancer. I’m going to stop neglecting my homework now. 

<3 A

Lost Boys

It makes me feel a little bad, when I think about it, but when I’m with  my host family and their friends I feel a lot happier than I ever have with my family at home.  I feel like I’m a part of something, not someone raising not only my sisters, but my parents too (I’m surprised they  haven’t burned the house down without me there to tell them the pilot lite is going on the stove.) 

We occasionally have these bus parties.  Since my host family has a 1950 something VW Bus, and so do some of their friends (four, I think…)  But anyway, the bus parties are ususally a weekend long event.  Starting Saturday evening, and  going til sunday evening.  And they’re the most fun ever.  On Saturday, everyone gets drunk, and then on Sunday we do things like,  go to a flea market or something. 

But anyway, yesterday (saturday),  we had people over,  7 of us total, and partied it up,  doing many incredible things.  Unicyling.  Long boarding.  And various other things that would probably take a lot of explaining, and still not make much sense.  I guess you had to be there, but I’ll sum it up by saying,
I ran my cellphone over, while sitting on a long board with my host sister as my host dad’s friend (my friend too, I’d say) Yujiro pushed me and my Noa (my host sister) around on the longboard, which was extremely scary. 
Then Yujiro and another one of my host dad’s friends stayed the night (they both live kinda far away…) And today we
- we went to two flea markets
- went to a hot spring 
- went for a mountain hike-walk. 
And fun things of that nature.  But we were all piled into Yujiro’s bus for most of the day (7 of us,  which in a camper bus is still a tight squeeze) and it was just more fun than I can put into words. 
The bus group is a big family.  But the way the Lost Boys are in Peter Pan – a big parentless family, where we all watch out for eachother – and all do stupid things.  (Like, Yujiro threw a rock into a river,  screamed, and ducked behind a rock so we’d think he fell in.) 

But when I’m with the whole bus group, I just feel like such a part of the family.  I can think of Noa as just my sister, not my sister that I have to raise.  And it’s such a different way of interacting with a person, that’s really hard to describe well unless you’ve raised your siblings.  
While I was sitting up in the front of the bus with Yujiro and  Noa, all of us sharing a blanket because the bus doesn’t have heating and it gets cold at night,  I couldn’t stop thinking about how happy I was to be squeezed in that cold-as-fuck bus, lost (we got lost), with 7 amazing people.  And I couldn’t think of anywhere in the world I would rather be than right there in that bus, with window that doesn’t shut all the way to my right,  Noa asleep on my shoulder, and Yujiro next to her driving.  
Everyone had been talking about going to California for a VW event, and then one of them was like ”California’s no good.  We should go to Chicago and see Marianne.”  And when I told them I didn’t want to go back, Yujiro told me to marry a Japanese guy so  I wouldn’t have to go back.  And then my host dad started joking about how I could marry one of his friends who always comes over. 

But what the point is,  is that I reached this level of happiness I hadn’t been able to reach here earlier, and hardly reached at home,  despite how terrible school is, and the constant fear and loathing (no other way to describe it) I feel towards CIEE. 

And I saw nuns. 

 

Me and Yujiro