Lazy Dayz

Fnuh...I'm bored. What shall I do? I feel pretty much the same as yesterday...I couldn't talk this morning. But I had a drink and all was well so now my voice is semi-back.
Today my mom and sister went shoe shopping, and returned without shoes (they went to a really fancy hella expensive store so they didn't actually buy anything) and went to buy clothes and...something else instead. And by something else, I mean the most ridiculous purchase my mother has made to date. You know that thing where you can buy sticks? She has done that on more than one occasion, and I'm sorry, there is no excuse for buying sticks. Anyway, she bought this...small...bundle...like a spiky ball made of sticks, and she paid $10.00 for it. And it's only about the same size as a tennis ball. I was gobsmacked, to be sure. I refused to even touch it. I'm sorry, but there is something seriously wrong with buying sticks. Sticks.
Well, dinner is served. Mmmmm...food...

Le Festival!

My last Festival...so sad...but lovely. I will miss it greatly.
Um, what else? My cold has become less of a pain and more of a nuissance. My nose is stuffy and/or runny and my voicebox is in "Fuck You" stage, but other than that I am good. Also, I have done something unpleasant to my left little finger, leaving a strage lump on my knuckle and it hurts to bend it, but I'm sure it will pass and all will be well.
Nothing else is up. Monday is the field trip to Kananaskis which I'm sure will be as boring as watching paint dry but I'd like to not fail biology so I have to go. Damn, I hope I don't sleep in.
And that's all from the world of me. More updates will be frequent, but I can't promise anything interesting. Hey, no one is MAKING you read this shit!
I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so angry.

Musical Quote of the Day

"Span the distance
Bridge the border
Beg forgiveness
Round the corner

Everytime I look for you
The sun goes down"

-Blink 182 Title: Everytime I Look For You
(insert romantic lonely sigh here)

Why Do I Suck So Much!?

I'm letting everyone down...God, I hate being such a loser. I need to get it together or no one will like me. Fuck. Just...fuck.
Okay, Kat...pull yourself together. Just, stick in there. Yes. Good. Okay. Okay. Calm down. Don't kill anybody....deep breaths...
Sorry, it's just been a really bad day.

Musical Quote of the Day

"I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend
We could cut ties and full the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand"

-Third Eye Blind Title: Jumper

Well. Huh.

I had no idea Ellie was such a selfish spoiled brat. Whatever. God forbid she doesn't get her own way, God forbid a teacher actually knocked her off her high horse. And of course, the funny thing is that she goes and cries about it, and we have to wait for her, but when we strayed slightly off task she's like "Oh my God, can we just get through this?" Frick. Whatever. At least I'm on the moral high ground.
I have not much else to say, I'm afraid. Nothing but high school gossip. Oh well.

Garrrrr.

There. That is my form of non-violent protest. Saying Garrrr. I am very tired, my cold has not gone away, and I have to leave my house (which is warm, surprisingly) through the wind and the rain/snow to go sing in a concert. But I am the tired! The!
Kari, thanks for calling by the way. Sorry I wasn't very receptive, I was in "Where the FUCK is my choir skirt?!" mode. The answer: in my sister's clean laundry basket. I don't know how it got there, but it is seriously annoying when I can't find pieces of necessary clothing. Garrrrr.
Kevin, I love you so much and I'm sorry we haven't had the chance to talk/play World of Warcraft lately. Next week is busy too but I will find time to talk to you come Hell or high water! Garrrrr!
Well, that's all from me for now, I guess. I'm gonna go have a snackerage. Mmmmm...snack....

Musical Quote of the Day

"Jane says it's a long way out
I'm gonna make it out
'Cause I'm about her

See Jane says you're as holy as a ghost
And who loves you the most
If you offer
I might let you carry me
And Jane there's nobody here but yourself
In the end it's the wealth of your spirit
Now hurry up
Get on with it"

-Five for Fighting Title: Devil in the Wishing Well

Also, GO FLAMES GO YOU KICKED THE MIGHTY FUCKS ASSES LAST NIGHT! WOOOO!