Animal Shelters

You know those extremely depressing 'save the animals' commercials that always come on daytime TV? Well, I've never really thought much of them. Sure, animal abuse is bad and I love cute little kittens. I'd be momentarily sad, then forget about it altogether when the show I was originally watching returned. What I was thinking never really struck me as apathetic or selfish...that is until last night.

It all started with a simple video a friend had left on my Facebook wall. You know, one of those silly cat videos that are meant to be totally stupid, yet hypnotizing at the same time? Well, one link led to another and eventually I found myself googling breeders, thinking about from whom I would like to someday purchase a future pet from. Yet again, one link led to another and I this time found myself on my local city's SPCA website. Wow. I had no idea that there were so many animals in one shelter. Most of them are put to sleep. You know where we got the cats we dissected in my Anatomy class this year? Animal shelters. As I perused this site my heart began to change. I so desperately wanted to volunteer, but I'm going to school right after the next orientation. Maybe next summer.

This time, during ABC's Harry Potter marathon, when a familiar animal commercial came on and Sarah McLachlan  started to urge the audience to give donations and realize just how awful this situation is, I actually paid attention. Now, when I see my cat or my dog, I think twice about how much I care about them and how they are such loyal and loving companions.

I'm sorry that this blog is so 'Save the animals themed' today, but it's just what's on my heart at the moment. Here's a cute kitten video to cheer this post up!

Katy's Cookin'

Lately I've been doing something out of character. Nope, it's not smoking, or swearing, or even cleaning my room, but rather, cooking. It all started when my mom asked me to cook some dinner last night, BLTs, while she went to the gym. As the bacon started to sizzle, it dawned on me...I actually enjoy cooking! I've only just now figured that out because well, much to my feminine dismay, I've never really known how to cook. Once I started I just couldn't stop. I picked up a cook book and started googling a couple recipes for Chocolate cheesecake. Today I made stuffing, pork chops, and cheese and garlic biscuits. And may I say, it was delish. Food tastes so much better when prepared by my own hands.

But make no mistake,I have always loved food, this isn't a new found thing. My dad always encouraged us to bee pretty open with trying new foods. He likes to call it 'Broadening your horizon'. I've had everything from Indian to Fried Alligator, plus having an Asian stepmother also helps out in the food department. Her fried rice is pretty good and her noodles are absolutely killer. Come to think of it, I should probably start creepin' on her in the kitchen and take some lessons.

The ironic thing about this is that in about a month or so I'll be going off to college...with only a microwave and a minifridge. Well, gotta start somewhere, right? And I suppose I can always return to the kitchen on breaks...

The purpose of this blog

I suppose only just recently I've come to terms with myself on why I even have this blog in the first place. Really, it's just something that I can look back on and reread what was going through my jumbled little head in previous times. I'm not hear to attract a multitude of followers, or even to explore just how deep the depths of my creative writing talents can go. All in all, I just flat out enjoy looking back on all of the things I've posted in the past. It keeps me in line in an odd sort of way and reminds me that worrying over my future really has no productive purpose whatsoever, because everything I've ever lost sleep over in this blog has been fantastically resolved. So, in a way, this should be viewed as a public sort of online diary thingy.

Well, now that that's all said and done I'll let a couple things out. Firstly, since my last post I have hooked myself a wonderful boyfriend named Garrett. He sort of came up out of the blue and we've been going strong for the past nine months. Marilyn is still my best friend and still is obsessed with her miniature poodle, Casper. I've gotten a Theatre scholarship to a not so faraway college and am happily spending my summer doing absolutely nothing and loving every second of it.

Tomorrow I'm supposed to be going to the beach with my older sister and eating lunch with my dad, but knowing my family, something completely opposite will happen. However, one thing is always certain-will will absolutely positively be late to wherever it is we end up going.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Yesterday I got a car, but not just any car, a really beaten up car. I have named it Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. I love it already. My family keeps pushing whispers that they want me to take the Lexus once Winter rolls around, but a tiny part of me wants nothing to do with that posh status symbol. I like my car, even if it screams antiquity. It's mine. And I don't have to worry about scratching leather seats or having my family discover I've dented the bumper. Sorry, I imagine I sound a bit like a nonconformist brat right about now. Truthfully, I know I should be delighted to recieve such a wonderful gift. A lexus is a good car, many people would be extradinarily happy about owning one. I need to just swallow my pride and accpect the gift...along with whatever chains come with it.

Anyways, school starts next week. I'm really not thrilled about going back to the tedious prison, but I'm totally ready to be one step closer to graduation. One more year. It's a wonderfully terrifying concept to grasp. I love where I live, honestly, I don't think there's another place in the whole world like it, but I am ready to finally start study Theater full time. This coming year will be an exciting ride, I can just feel it. Even if my new Theater teacher is a total moron and my classes are overloadingly monotonous, I'll do my freaking best. This won't be a repeat of my previous failed attempts for good grades and such. I'll actually try this time...I think. Whatever, it's my Senior year, things are going to get crazy. :)
But don't worry, not too out of control. After all, I am a good kid.

Good luck everyone.

On the Road Again

Greetings from Arkansas! I'm currently on my way back home. At first I was, to say the least, very...unhappy about going. I believe my first thought was something along the lines of,"Come on! Honestly, who takes a vacation in the middle of nowhere?" Um, yeah...not one of my proudest moments. You see, I spent many of my younger summers sitting around out here. Back in the day I though this was just the coolest place to be, but you know, I'm seventeen now and too cool for school. Anyways, I sort of threw myself onto my mother's bed and started complaining about how I was going to miss seeing Ke$ha and going to a laser tag lock in all because I had to visit my grandma. Yes, yes, I know, Ke$ha, her music is just so addictive...like cocaine. Once the complaint was out of my mouth I immediately felt awful. I have a reputation for being a tad over dramatic, which has gotten me into quite a bit of trouble in the past. My older sister constantly reminds me of this flaw every chances she gets. After a day or two of pouting I buckled up for the trip and pasted a smile on my face, hoping it wouldn't falter.

Turns out the trip wasn't so bad after all. As the week went by I grew increasingly fonder of the country and I really missed my Grandma. She's pretty much insane, but in a hilariously endearing way. In the end I decided to come back around this time next year during my road trip. Well, looks like I'm going to have to cut this one short, I'm afraid I might loose internet connection any second now, but that's what I get for posting in the car.



Interesting quotes-
"The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. If you foolishly ignore beauty, you will soon find yourself without it."-Frank Lloyd Wright

"Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones, and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake."- Victor Hugo

Random stuff-
1. My nails are currently chipped. Ugh.
2. I need to search for a new drink at Starbucks. I've been drinking the same thing for...ah, about five years now.
3. Soon I will master the tedious task that is most commonly known as parallel parking.
4. There are so many trees here. God, I love trees.


Have a great day Reader!

SandyShoreSleeping

Time passes.
Time passes like rain from the sky. At times too quick to grasp, or too slow to care.
Marilyn just wandered into the room and complained about the fact that it has indeed been raining for the past three days. She hates the rain. I love it. There's something soothing about its elusive falling. Afterwards, when the sky clears and the clouds have all rolled away all of nature brightens and appears exaltant. The greens, pinks, reds, yellows, all of the colors you see in the flowers or trees are suddenly brighter than before, coming to life after a shower. They burst into euphoric life right before our very eyes. It's all very inspiring. Well, haha, at least for me it is.

It'll probably carry on like this off and on for the rest of the day. It's funny, because I actually planned on getting everyone together and going to a park. So much for that. Oh well, I guess we'll have to make other arrangements now. In the meantime, as I wait for Natalie to wake up and Marilyn to get ready, I'll sit here and listen to the drops hit the roof.

Slow Motion

Helloooo Internet journal. It's been a while since I've written on here and if I'm going to be honest, I've dearly missed you. But despair not, for Summer is on the verge and then I will have a virtually infinite amount of time to dwindle away on these posts. So, what do you say we start off on the right foot now?


My Math grade is a disaster. Yeah, I'm pretty challenged in Math, seriously, do not doubt it. It's embarrassing, what can I say? Anyways, Summer School or no Summer School, I'm hunting around for some acting classes/camps. I mean, geeze, I'll go insane if I keep all my creativeness boxed up for an entire summer. :] Right now I'm looking at some not so cheap classes downtown at a not so unknown theater. These classes would be extraordinarily ideal and would probably teach me a lot, but hey, it's in God's hands.

Aside from all of the general havoc of school and frivolous friend drama, my life has been pretty wonderful. I've finally gotten on what seems to be a decent track with God and my family. My older sister and I have actually been getting along, like way back when we were little kids. Oh, and I actually voluntarily ate a salad yesterday, not even force fed or anything! It's a great feeling, being healthy inside and out. However, I'd be lying through my teeth if I neglected to mention the two Cokes I still drink daily and the mass amount of sugar I consume. I'm Seventeen, sue me.

P.S.- In the picture, I'm the one on the far right.

Quotes that have been on my mind-

"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."-Martin Luther King Jr.

"Not all who wander are lost."-J.R.R. Tolkien