Classtime.

School is starting to grow back on me. There has already been drama spewed, or attempted I should say, which is absolutely ridiculous! I can't believe it. But I'm super stoked cause we have this wicked spot at lunch on "The Quad" (where all the cool people sit) with everyone from our church. I freakin' love it.
All my classes are starting to grow on me...except AP Psych. I think I might switch into Study Skills or T.A. or something. Other than that we're doing a lot of awesome things in my classes and I'm super excited.
We're learning to make pinch pots in Ceramics. I can tell already that I'm going to LOVE Ceramics. I love it already. I love molding the clay into whatever shape I please. My teacher says we're going to be "building" realtionships with the clay. Which I must say is quite fun already...I love clay :)
That's probably my favorite class so far, rather than sitting in rows of desks and writing, I get to express myself in clay art work. So legit.
My brother and my dad are gone for the weekend. No matter WHAT, whenever my brother is gone I always miss him. He drives me absolutely CRAZY, but I love him to death. He is my best friend...although he's 12 :).

Life is difficult. It's never ever simple. It may have it's simple points, but it will crack back down on you. You can't run away from it. Running away from it is just pasting your fears up on a billboard for everyone to see and pick at.
Get through life, the good and the hard times, with a smile is true strength. And I have that strength through He who provides it.

Well, I must go to my HOMEWORK. It's crazy that I have homework now. After 3 whole months of doing absolutely no work, I have homework, which i must complete...FOR A GRADE.
Daaaang.


Until next time...

Well, this is not your fault...
but if I'm without You then i will feel so small.

This Heart.

First day of school. The dreaded first day of school has come at last. All the excitment, confusion and curiosity of who will be in my classes and what the teachers will be like and where all my friends will be was absolutely chaotic. Needless to say, I'm glad it's over.
My normal day of school:
Seven in the morning, I arrive in my first class which is English. I love the people in my class so far, and my teacher is super chill, which was a relief for me because I would have hoped he would be seeing as we got there at the crack of dawn.
Around eight I'll have ceramics, a class in which I feel like I'll just be able to create art and let it be. Especially being relieved from stress by spinning or hand building will be a nice break in the morning.
Next around nine I'll have US History. My teacher is one of the cheer coaches and she is an Amador graduate herself. She's super cute and fun and I feel like I'm going to have a great time learning in that class.
Then around ten thirty I have Chemistry with a teacher who I SWEAR is Steve Martin's twin. He's hilariously awesome and I am a minority, being that the number of sophmores just about doubles the juniors, which only makes us more awesome and looked up to in that class. And seeing as the first day was a blast, I can't wait to see what it will be like in a few months.
Around eleven thirty I'll have Computer Science. I have always been good with computers, so I decided to take the course in which I'll be learning to do a bunch of programming and what not in. I'm also just excited because there's no homework in that class which is a MAJOR plus.
After lunch at about one, I'll have AP Psychology. That class seems extremely difficult and the homework load will be just that, but I feel like it will be super interesting and I can't wait until we start to really dive in.
Lastly, at around two, I'll have Honors Pre-Calc. Basically what my teacher said is although the class is difficult, it is basically Pre-Calc with an Honors in front of it so I'm pretty stoked about that. That AND it will help us prepare more for SAT's and what not.

Least to say, I'm pretty surprisingly satisfied. You see, I was REALLY thinking about doing Independent Study this year. I just decided I didn't like the people (which I don't really) and that they always bring me down rather than bring me up and that I couldn't take it anymore.
But I was thinking...why run away from the challenge rather than face it? Seeing as people like the treacherous ones I go to school with are everywhere around us. Why shut myself in and not face the reality? I was really thinking and praying hard about it today and I saw myself as running away from the problem, rather than confronting it.


Well, now I must go pour these feelings out on the guitar.
Until next time...

As the Days Grow Shorter.

Well, my summer has been awesome. NOT that it's necessarily over yet, but it's definately coming to a close. I am rushing to finish my AP Psych summer assaignment and trying to fit whatever I can in before my summer is officially over.
I had registration yesterday, meaning school starts way too soon. I LOVED my summer. My summer had nothing but highlights.
I can't even begin to explain the people I got to know. That and I don't really want to quite yet, those stories are way to juicy for a 6th blog post.
Anyways, I've just been working and playing my guitar, nothing new really.
JJ left town today, which depresses me. Hopefully though, I can go to her senior show at Biola in the winter. JJ is great and I freakin miss her already.
Well...i'm already bored of this post.
I'll post again about saturday or so, if I have time... :)
Until next time...

Tapioca Testimony.

There is nothing like tapioca. Absolutely nothing like it. If you have not been to Cafe Tapioca, I don'd know what to do with you. I don't know what is so appealing about little balls of Boba in a smoothie, but it is greatly life changing.

I love sharing my testimony with people. It's so great to have gone through a hard time and to be able to have learned something from it and keep someone from making that same mistake by learning from yours. Don't get me wrong, going through hard times is absolutley no fun, obviously. But being able to help others not make the same mistake is so rewarding.

For example, I have been in and out of relationships since the fourth grade...I know, right?

The FOURTH GRADE! How insane is that? I have just been going from boy to boy to boy. My most recent relationship, also my longest and most difficult, is a big part of my story.

His name is Spencer. He randomly one day decided to like me and we randomly one day started to date.
Little did we know that there was a huge road ahead of us.
He was great. I really though after a while that he was going to be it. Forever. I thought it was a done deal.
We were so attached. I don't know why we felt like we couldn't NOT be together every second of the day, but that's really how it was.
We were also quite controlling of one another. So controlling to the point where I couldn't see certain friends without him getting ticked off and he couldn't talk to certain people without me getting mad at him.

And one day, after a long and hideous year and a half of dating him or so, I decided to end it. Mostly because one day I woke up and realized that it was okay for me to live without him. More or less I really felt God giving me a peace about breaking up with him. I was completely fine with it. So I did, and we was devastated. Trying to figure out what he did wrong, and what was so wrong about him that I couldn't live with anymore.
To this day I still don't think he completely understands that it wasn't him.

Anyways, since then I've hung out with him twice. Both times were great in the beginning. And both times had the same ending.
When I say this, I don't mean to sound conceited. But I KNOW what the look he gave me was. He eventually would stop talking to me altogether, then he'd give me...that look. The look that reads "I can't have her, and I know it". It is the most painful look to recieve.
But even at the most recent time we hung out, I didn't do anything. Say anything or do anything that was...wrong. For lack of better words.
But he just gave me that look, and then afterwards treated me as if I had done something very very wrong.

I just can't stand it.
And because I've been dating since the 4th grade and never really knew what dating actually MEANT until recently, I've decided not to date for the rest of my high school career. This will be quite tough, but I know I will be rewarded in the end.
Well, I'm officially done with this one.
Until next time...

Loosing Myself.

I am soo loosing track of my blogs. I haven't blogged for about a week. And school hasn't even started yet! Wow.
I guess I've just been extremely busy with life, period. It has been throwing me some tough ones lately that i haven't seem to quite catch up with until about...today.

Last weekend was the most legit thing ever though. Cody's graduation party was off the hook and Em and Deeg's wedding was...just wow. Like THE most amazing wedding I've ever been to in my life. SO gorgeous. The Pine's house is the most perfect spot for a wedding first of all, and everything else just fit together so well. God was really watching out for them and making sure that the night of their wedding was to be remembered by all, which i'm positive it will.

This week has been nuts. I've just been running around everywhere like the world is going to end as soon as I loose step. Yesterday was probably my highlight though. In spite of almost all my loved ones being approx. 4 hours away on a lake where they are probably having the time of their lives, I was able to atend WARPED TOUR '08. Like...WOW.
These bands were soo amazing, at least the ones that I saw. Which were: The Academy Is..., Cobra Starship, Family Force 5, All Time Low, Forever the Sickest Kids, RELIENT K, We the Kings and a few others in which I didn't necessarily want to see.
Now the reason I bolded and raised up the size of font for Relient K is this: I have been listening to them since about the 3rd grade and seeing them in concert was one of the biggest highlights of my entire life. They were SOO amazing and it made my entire week, if not my month, IF NOT my entire year. AHH I can't even explain how that one band has changed my life.

Anyways, I also gained a farmer's tan and a dana tan from the concert which was nice. That was the craziest, most bizarre thing I've ever been to in my life and I am SOO going next year.

Unfortunately, I must depart for a party.
Until next time...

Earning that oh so crucial green.

I work at a grocery store. SO great, I love it there. I mean, it's obviously not what I want to do with the rest of my life, but it's a great high school job. It is helping me to build good habits and to gain good characteristics from the work I do. Just being social with the people and being sweet to them when the world might not be is a huge blessing to me. Just knowing that with one smile, I can change a person's day like THAT. Wow, I've actually never even thought about it that way until I typed it out.

Anyways, I've really learned a lot from bagging groceries. More like from the people I work with or the people I interact with. But that isn't all I do. I also clean the store, "face" the store (which is bringing the items on shelves forward and making the shelves look super nice). Facing is super fun, so long as you're not by yourself. It makes time go by way faster and you get to know someone a lot better when you do. Some of the people that I work with are some of my really good friends now because of the good times we've had there.

You would not even be able to imagine how many random good times I have had with the people working there. Just random conversations you have or random pranks you decide to pull. That's another thing you wouldn't be able to imagine, the kind of things we come up with to do when we are extremely bored. For example, say Tom rode his bike to work that day. Since Tom is such a punk, we decide to take some wire and hang his bike from this super high thing in the back room and wait to see his reaction when he gets off of work to go home. I've done that one a few times...but since we've done about 5 times, we have to come up with new places to put it.

And as workers of Gene's Fine Foods, we work right by Straw Hat. If you didn't know, pizza shops usually have super awesome games where you can win a bouncy ball or you can just pop a quarter in and grab it. Well, I think just about everyone that works on the front end of the store (checkers&&baggers) own at least one bouncy ball from Straw Hat. Only a checker or a bagger would ever understand how much entertainment a bouncy ball can really bring. We come up with these random games to play with them, only ot play in hopes that you don't get caught by a manager. Our managers...abuh.

I love working there though. The people are soo amazing and I am officially the only girl bagger for right now which is interesting...but I'm living with it. Anyways, thats a bit about my work place. As I continue to write, I'm sure more will pour out of this heart.
Until next time...

Live High, Live Mighty, Live Righteously.

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I must say, this blog thing is starting to suit me. The only trouble that I have is starting them...because I know that once I do start it everything will kind of just flow out of my fingers like water out of a cup, but I literally sat here wondering how to start it. Well, I guess that's a start.

As of late, we've been doing a lot around the house. We scraped off all the 70's style popcorn ceiling, which was fantastic, re-textured the walls, painted and today (FINALLY) we got new carpet. This has made the house look like a hurricane blew through here and it's absolutely ridiculous. I can not STAND it the way it has been the past month or so and I can not wait until tomorrow so that we can finally get everything back together.
I'm really excited though because the house is going to look so incredible when we're finally finished. I mean it already does look good as colors go and the texture looks impecable. But to see everything with all the furniture and what not is going to be so great. Just to have my room back together is going to be fantastic. I miss just being able to sit in my room and chill. As of right now, this is my only way of escape.

I'm trying to think of what else I can say right now. I mean, I would talk about some of my friends, but this is only my second blog. I'll save all of those bittersweet memories.
Until next time...

Here We Go...

My name is Kate, Katlynn to be exact. My parents told me that as I was chillin' in my Mother's tummy, they were going to name me Alexandra, but when I was born randomly decided that Katlynn was it. So there I am, sitting in class in grade school during role call, thinking my name is so amazing and unique, when I hear two to three other Katlynns being called. Obviously with various different spellings of the name, I don't even know what my parents were thinking when they spelled my name like that, but I don't blame them. The way my name is spelled is super sick.


So this is my first blog...I'm not really writing it in hopes that someone may read it, more or less just to get everything out. I haven't necessarily had a hard 16 plus years of life, but it has been interesting. Definately eventful.


So I'm not really sure where exactly to start...I guess I'll just leave it here with the introduction and things will just start to unravel and time passes.


So I'm Katlynn, better known as Kate. I am enjoying my summer, whatever is left of it. I am going to be starting my Junior year of High School, which I'm told is quite frightening. Nothing about High School has ever intimidated me ever, so I don't see this as anything different. I guess what I'm looking forward to most about this year are the classes i'm taking. For example, AP Psych. In which case, I regretably still need to do the summer assignment. But I'm really excited to learn about Psychology. From what I've heard about it so far, it's super interesting.
Also, I am really looking forward to Ceramics. Even though it's only on the list of class selections because it's an easy class where you do basically nothing. But I am really looking forward to making little trinkets out of clay, I'm not sure why that intrigues me...but it does.

So that's just a tad about me. I'm guessing little things will just pour out as I continue to blog. This is the conclusion of my very first blog. Until next time...