I think that everyone should just admit that they sometimes read the dictionary. Because it can’t just be me.
          Honestly, the dictionary is severely underrated as a source of intriguing topics. More than once have I stumbled across an interesting and previously unheard-of word that ended in me being entertained by research for days ( Read more... )

I’m thinking of starting a project.
          The title of this project will be “Things That Make Katie Happy.”
          Beyond that, I’m not exactly sure what this project will be about. My idea is taking random junk that makes me happy and compacting it all into something that I can take out at any time and look at (and most likely, ( Read more... )

I am once again waiting for motivation to come and slap me in the face. It’s been missing for over a month now. Tick tock, tick tock.
          But it’s okay. I rearranged the stuff in my music corner today, so it all feels fresh and new. My guitars and my keyboard are now on opposite walls than they were previously. The result is ( Read more... )

There’s a small metal dog that sits on top of our computer monitor. It has a curly tail that you use to hold little pieces of paper. Said tail is currently empty.
          The dog has this big, happy grin on its face. It’s teeth are painted white, but whoever or whatever painted its teeth did a horrible job, and there’s white paint all ( Read more... )

Let’s be honest: I am spoiled. I am spoiled in the way that I have always had options. And I have usually been able to pick any option I want.
          Advanced classes? Sure.
          Solo in choir? Alright.
          Part in the school play? Of course.
          So when there’s a situation where I’m not at least somewhat confident that I ( Read more... )

This is the part where we gather around the campfire and sing happy songs.
          And nibble things that are cute.
          What I wouldn’t give to just sit around a campfire and sing happy songs right now. Songs that seemed like so much fun when you were in sixth grade, and are still fun now, but in that familiar, dorky kind of way. ( Read more... )

Going to sleep before midnight is overrated.
          Biological clocks are overrated.
          Getting more than five hours of sleep per night is overrated.
          Sleeping later than six thirty AM is overrated.
          Going through an entire afternoon without giving in and passing out is overrated.
          Being able to focus on ( Read more... )

Backwards is an interesting word. Like so many other words, I’m only aquainted with the vague meaning of it. I hear it used a lot when people are talking about people that are different than you.
          Now kids, just because people from California are different than you, it doesn’t mean that they’re backwards.
          My fourth grade ( Read more... )

It looks like there’s some freaky infestation going on outside. There’s hardly any snow on the ground, but it’s snowing those big, cottony kind of flakes, and the whole situation just looks like we’ve become overrun with huge, fluffy bugs. They’re not even really falling. The wind is so absurd that it’s just tossing them around everywhere ( Read more... )

There comes a point every year when snow begins to lose its appeal and just becomes downright depressing. This occurs right around the time when you realize that school will under no circumstance give you another snow day.
          But Wisconsin winter is a cruel thing. It always feels that it has to taunt you. Mid-March, it decides to ( Read more... )