It's okay.

It's okay. Everything is going to be fine. Don't worry. Everything is okay.

I'm going to keep feeding this sentence to myself until it becomes true. So far it's working. Later I'll read Wuthering Heights until I cry and drink Coke until I fall asleep with the sweetness still saturating my tongue.

Basically, a lot of things keep hitting me. It seems like it's one thing after another. Like gunshots, pelting my chest. Bam. Bam. Bam. Maybe this is some kind of test for my endurance...well, I'm going to keep fighting. I will not be broken this easily.


Change is also looming on my horizon. I'm not exactly the biggest fan of change, in fact, I hate it. It's just standing there, glowing in the distance and it's not like I can run sprinting towards it, throwing caution to the wind and forgetting all of my cares. Time cannot be quickened by us. So I stand, waiting, watching, preparing myself for what is to come. I say my heartfelt goodbyes and welcome the strangers into my life who I know will spin my life around. It's necessary, but I can't help feeling a little out of control, a little anxious.


Sorry. I do feel better now.


Random conversation of the day-
My sister's friend-Who's a cutie?
My dog-*folds his ears back*
My sister's friend-Who's a little baby craw fish cutie puppy baby?
Me-Um? Hah?
My dog-Grrrrrrrr...
My sister's friend-Why is he growling? Puppy baby, sometimes you're a nice kitten, but sometimes you're a meanie!
Me-Wow.


Random thought of the day-Skyway Avenue by We the Kings is playing on Pandora right now.

Summer Girls.

Today I had to suffer through state testing. If you don't know what that is, consider yourself outrageously lucky. It sucks. They group you in a room with about twenty other people in alphabetical order. I had a bottle cap thrown at my head. Really, I don't know why that upsets me so much. The guys who threw it were aiming for the kid behind me. Anyways, after sitting in a room with that many people for five hours, things get antsy. Also, my friend, who is a senior, told me that he thought I looked like a freshman. Yes, I'm only a sophomore, but it's almost junior year, shouldn't I look like an almost-adult already? Oh well, maybe this means I'll age slower or something.

Slowly, but surely, I am becoming addicted to two sites-Pandora and Deviantart. Maybe it's because they're both similarly made of awesome? Or perhaps it's because they both enable me to look at free photography and listen to free music, especially picked for my liking? Intrigued yet?

In my Theater class we're rehearsing Othello. I get to be Desdemona, meaning, I get to be strangled. This is quite a change. In the last scene I did from Veronica's Room, I got to be the crazed strangler. I'm not used to playing the innocent damsel in distress.

Summer is so close, it's almost tangible! I can't wait! I think I might just be turning into a Summer Girl. For so long I've been a huge fan of the cold. I practically live for warm soup and scarves, but lately, I've been itching to get to the beach and put on a pair of shorts.


Random conversation of the day-
Mother-Katy, don't touch your face or hair. I don't want you getting the swine flu. Now is not the time to get over your phobia of touching people!

Random thought of the day-
My friend threw a confetti egg at my head today. It was great.