It's the butterflies that are making me like this.

And I've never felt better.

I'm happy and hopeful.

I'm a new person.

Love,
Katie

    Last night before I went to bed, I went downstairs to say goodnight to my mom (and Molly, consequently) who was on the couch watching Nancy Grace as is her usual evening routine ( Read more... )

When my dad lived in the Prentiss Point apartments, there was always this giant banner across the balconies that said, "If you lived here, you'd be home by now." And I know that's a blatant marketing ploy, but it always made me feel welcome. Like Prentiss Point was opening its giant arms for a big ol' hug with a warm smile saying, "Hey there, Katie ( Read more... )

Because I do. Music makes me feel good. Or bad. Or more awake. Or calmer. Or crazy and dancing with no regard for the people watching me from their Lexuses and Priuses.

I've done some housecleaning and I feel so much better. I'm not crabby anymore. And I'm not stressed. It feels amazing to have the two people that upset me the most gone. I was a ( Read more... )

I don't appreciate your tone ( Read more... )

Tonight I revisit this Livejournal which I've so cruelly neglected for months due to vast amounts of homework and nervous breakdowns due to homework and the Sadistic Dunces that run the Financial Aid Office here at Oakland. I revisit it because I so desperately need to say what's on my mind and make my voice heard, even though nobody will probably ( Read more... )

Maybe I shouldn't have said it.

And maybe I also shouldn't have hung up afterwards.

But honestly, it is not a good idea to blame me for what is obviously her problem when I already have finals and so much else on my plate.

And also when I've been solving her problems all week. Like paying the vet bill for the cat.

The End.

*~*katie*~*

It's one of those situations where every song fits.

It's alright
to tell me
what you think
about me
I won't try
to argue
or hold it
against you
I know that
you're leaving
you must have
your reasons
The season
is calling
and your pictures
are falling down

The steps that
I retrace
the sad look
on your face
The timing
and structure
did ( Read more... )

You know how hard it can be
And the way things are going
        They gonna crucify me

Life is not good tonight.

*~*katie*~*