I just had a great weekend. I want to blog about it.
Wednesday I left school early and went back to my parent's for some much needed TLC. My wisdom teeth finally need to come out and they're pressing against my other teeth, causing some of the worst pain I've felt. And it's constant. My liver's gonna hate me for the 5 ibuprofen I need to take to get the pain to stop; anything less doesn't work.
It's alright though, because they are coming out sometime this month, and I had a really nice break at my parents'.
School is extremely stressful and disheartening. I hate to use this phrase because its immature, but they're FUN SUCKERS. Honest to goodness. We're adults, goddammit. We shouldn't have to ask to go to the bathroom!
I'm excited as hell for this upcoming couple of months. I go to Orlando for the Premier Hair Show in just a week and 5 days. The Friday before is the Cold War Kids concert in Forsyth; just a block from my house! Warped Tour is in August (I keep forgetting the date :/) but I'm excited for that too.
While we're on the subject of music, listen to August Burns Red's new song. Its AMAZING.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
I am not where I belong, so shine a light and guide me home.
Wow, blogging is seriously low on my to-do list. WHICH has recently grown to unbelievable lengths, even for me. Most of the things I used to do have taken the backseat to the activities I do now. I rarely have time for myself anymore, except for my ability to spend copious amounts of money on clothes I don't need OR have the space for. I'm flat broke, going to school full time, and living all by myself in the city. My dog, my bank account, and the cleanliness of my apartment are suffering because of this and part of me wants my fairy godmother to come and make it all better. The other part of me is ecstatic and (possibly) the happiest I've ever been.
School sucks up my time more than anything else right now. So much that there ISN'T really anything else. It's stressful, expensive, and a little bit tragic but I'm sticking with it for the first time in my life. Yes, till the very end (Feburary 2012). I can't very well get a job, except for the evenings and weekends. But my dog would then be alone even more than she already is. I spend about 25% of my week at school, and taking into account that I spend about 33% of the week sleeping, I only have 42% left to do what I want. I usually spend that time cutting my "friends'" hair (for free, ugh), sleeping, or spending as much time as I can with my family and friends.
My family's in the process of moving 3 hours away to Augusta, GA. 3 hours away from me. I've recently discovered that I do, in fact, love my family. A lot! And I really don't want them to move. They're my rocks. I've had an incredibly stressful 3+ months and I can't imagine going through the next 10 without them 45 minutes away. It sucks.
But part of me is thinking about making the move too. I love Savannah but I really want a change. And I can always come back. I don't know. I want to ask my aunt in Woodstock, NY if I can rent her above-the-garage apartment after I graduate, and work up there. (Auntie Lys, if you're reading this- we'll be in touch!) Or maybe I'll start fresh in Charleston or hell, maybe even Augusta's nice. I dont know. I've just got dreams right now.
I'm just worried that I'll never be satisfied where I am. I hate to think that wherever I go, I'll just be itching to get out. Maybe that's the good thing about being young; I'll just go wherever the hell I want.
School sucks up my time more than anything else right now. So much that there ISN'T really anything else. It's stressful, expensive, and a little bit tragic but I'm sticking with it for the first time in my life. Yes, till the very end (Feburary 2012). I can't very well get a job, except for the evenings and weekends. But my dog would then be alone even more than she already is. I spend about 25% of my week at school, and taking into account that I spend about 33% of the week sleeping, I only have 42% left to do what I want. I usually spend that time cutting my "friends'" hair (for free, ugh), sleeping, or spending as much time as I can with my family and friends.
My family's in the process of moving 3 hours away to Augusta, GA. 3 hours away from me. I've recently discovered that I do, in fact, love my family. A lot! And I really don't want them to move. They're my rocks. I've had an incredibly stressful 3+ months and I can't imagine going through the next 10 without them 45 minutes away. It sucks.
But part of me is thinking about making the move too. I love Savannah but I really want a change. And I can always come back. I don't know. I want to ask my aunt in Woodstock, NY if I can rent her above-the-garage apartment after I graduate, and work up there. (Auntie Lys, if you're reading this- we'll be in touch!) Or maybe I'll start fresh in Charleston or hell, maybe even Augusta's nice. I dont know. I've just got dreams right now.
I'm just worried that I'll never be satisfied where I am. I hate to think that wherever I go, I'll just be itching to get out. Maybe that's the good thing about being young; I'll just go wherever the hell I want.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
The last few days have felt like a dream to me, and I'm hoping they'll stay that way until Kara moves out at the end of the month.
We broke up on Saturday, just a week shy of our 3 year anniversary. I'm devastated really; its the end of something that's been apart of my every day routine for 3 years. I won't have anyone to wake up to, anyone to make me breakfast, anyone for me to lay on when I'm sleepy and watching TV, or anyone to take the dog out at night when I'm too scared to. I know this won't be true forever but I can't get past the feeling that the whole world is crashing down. In a strange way though, I'm okay. I'm okay with the fact that it ended the way that it did. I'm okay that Kara just came out and said "I don't love you anymore" because I'd rather her be honest.
Now, just so we're clear, I'm not hurt. No one should feel bad because I was hurt. I'm not. I'm disappointed that we've only lived in this apartment for 3 months and I've got to start looking for a new one. I'm sad that its all over. I'm frustrated that I'm stuck in this city without anyone anymore. But I'm not hurt. I'm looking at this opportunity as something I could benefit from. I'm excited to be Catie instead of Kara and Catie.
Maybe I'll move somewhere out of state.
I don't know yet for sure, but all I know is that I'm excited for the future.
This more than anything has made me realize that.
I have the world at my fingertips.
We broke up on Saturday, just a week shy of our 3 year anniversary. I'm devastated really; its the end of something that's been apart of my every day routine for 3 years. I won't have anyone to wake up to, anyone to make me breakfast, anyone for me to lay on when I'm sleepy and watching TV, or anyone to take the dog out at night when I'm too scared to. I know this won't be true forever but I can't get past the feeling that the whole world is crashing down. In a strange way though, I'm okay. I'm okay with the fact that it ended the way that it did. I'm okay that Kara just came out and said "I don't love you anymore" because I'd rather her be honest.
Now, just so we're clear, I'm not hurt. No one should feel bad because I was hurt. I'm not. I'm disappointed that we've only lived in this apartment for 3 months and I've got to start looking for a new one. I'm sad that its all over. I'm frustrated that I'm stuck in this city without anyone anymore. But I'm not hurt. I'm looking at this opportunity as something I could benefit from. I'm excited to be Catie instead of Kara and Catie.
Maybe I'll move somewhere out of state.
I don't know yet for sure, but all I know is that I'm excited for the future.
This more than anything has made me realize that.
I have the world at my fingertips.
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