Monday, November 30, 2009
I meet the one and only Jacynne C.
(please say her name like you'd say the name Jason - yes, her name is Jacynne/Jason. Yes, SHE is a girl. and yes, I like her name)
Jacynne is my pen pal from Alaska. We started writing a few years ago - our homeschool groups got together and everyone in MI (who wanted one) got a pen pal from AK, and vise versa. I'm pretty sure Jacynne and I are the only people still writing to each other.
See, we are more than just pen pals - we're friends. I would say it took longer for us to be friends, considering we couldn't see each other. But the more and more we talked, the more and more we became friends. Best friends, I'd dare say.
There's a song from the Muppets, and one of the lines is "There's not a word yet for old friends who've just met" and I think that describes Jacynne and I quite well. We're old friends, yes, and we haven't met...yet.
But we will... in exactly 5 days.
Yes, you heard me...
I MEET JACYNNE IN FIVE DAYS!!!
I'm just a little excited...
Ok, I lied.
I'm pretty much FREAK.ING.OUT right now at the thought of meeting her at last! Talk about dream come true!
And we have so much planned! We meet on the 7th - her family is coming to dinner. I can.not.wait for that day. Then on the 10th she's coming with me to ballet and pointe and taking classes. She is then sleeping over at my house. The next day I have a Christmas dance performance, which she's coming to watch. From their we're going to the Yuletide Harbinger Bash, which is a lock in with the youth group I attend. (I'll explain more about that on a future date.) Saturday morning we will go our separate ways and sleep! I then have to get up that afternoon to perform the Christmas performance again. Then I go back home and sleep till Sunday. Sunday morning I'm going to Jacynne's grandmother's house and spending the night there. We will leave early the next morning (if you haven't been following, it'll be te 14th) and head to Lansing to catch our train to Chicago! We'll stay there all day (we plan on going to the American Girl Doll store) and come home late that night. I'll sleep over at her grandma's house again, because we'll be back late and I'm sure my dad wouldn't want to have to drive to Lansing. From Jacynne's grandmother's house we will head to my house - because by then it will be my birthday!
I'm not exactly sure how my birthday is going to work, but some how Jacynne and my friend Becca (and maybe my friend Lauren, if she can make it) are coming over (and some how I'm dancing from 4-6) and we're having a little party with food and cake and presents! Jacynne will sleep over...
And then I don't know what else happens!
Wow, I wrote a lot. I hope that all makes sense...
Anyway, I'm really excited =) I also hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and a nice break from normal life, and I'll be blogging soon.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
I'm thankful for coffee in the morning. Without it I probably couldn't do anything.
I'm thankful for words, because without them I wouldn't be very good at expressing myself.
I'm thankful for the backspace button on my keyboard, because I make a lot of mistakes. I wish there was a backspace on life sometimes, but sadly someone hasn't invented that yet.
I'm thankful for mini butter sticks, because they're so darn cute! They're only 4 tablespoons and not 8, and boy! are they cute!! =)
I'm thankful for my family, because they love me so much. And the care a lot. And Mom makes dinner (most) everynight, and Dad makes breakfast for me (most) mornings, and William's smile brightens my day, and Clay just makes me laugh, and Beth's beautiful face just makes everything better, and Dave (who isn't really related but for me he's the uncle I don't have) can cook amazing food, and tell funny stories and make me smile on bad days. That's what uncles are for, ya?
I'm thankful for friends, because without them I'd get a little sick of my family after every day with them. They're my outlet, my friends are. They're my support in hard times, and I'm theirs (I think...). Without them I wouldn't know what do to sometimes, and my life would be boring, to be honest. I don't know what I would do without friends.
I'm thankful that I live in a warm house and that Dad has job(s) so we make money so we can eat food. I like food ... a lot. I'm pretty sure I couldn't live without it.
I'm thankful for the Wii, as bad as it sounds. It is quiet fun to play, to be honest. We're actually playing it right now. Family time! Like in the walmart or target commercials (I can't remember which) and they say "Family time costs less at walmart (target)!"
I'm thankful for pumpkin cheesecake, because it's so dang good! It tastes like pumpkin pie, yet has a cheese cake hint to it, and it's like pure heavan! nom nom nom ...
I'm thankful for many, many more things that if I wrote them all down you wouldn't bother reading it all. So I'll end my post here, asking you what's ONE thing (or more than one) that you're thankful for this thanksgiving.
Have a GREAT holiday!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
She doesn’t like to hurt people, yet she stands up for what she believes in.
She doesn’t like to stand out in a crowd, but will try to get her point across.
She has firm beliefs, but willing to listen to other ideas and ponder them. Understands that everyone is different and excepts that.
Unsure about her future, so just trying to get through life one day at a time.
Loves to smile and laugh and brighten other people’s day.
Wants to be someone children look up to and adore, and someone the elders are proud of.
Want's someday, to find true love, but waiting because she knows that’s what God wants.
Wants people to like her for who she is, and what she believes, and how she thinks, and not by looks alone.
Has dreamt before about being famous, but pretty sure that isn’t going to happen, and is ok with that.
Just wants to be happy with her life, yes realizes her day dreams about the future are a little farfetched, but it’s ok to dream.
Doesn’t try hard enough sometimes, and isn’t perfect. Needs to work on some things, and knows it.
Needs to realize life isn’t all about her, but it isn’t about everyone else either. It’s about God, and what He wants for her life. She needs to trust Him with her life, and knows that’s hard to do.
She tries to be happy every day, but some days just aren’t that great.
She is thankful she is where she is in her life right now, and wouldn’t change a thing about it.
She loves life.
Friday, November 20, 2009
It happens to be Saturday the 21st (I know numbers, too).
It also happens to be Saturday the 21st of November (I know months as well).
And this means only one thing ...
it's BLACK BELT TESTING!!
Yes, I do karate.
Yes, I'm one of the people testing tomorrow for their black belt.
No, I'm not joking.
Am I nervous? Yes!
I've only been training for this day for the past year ... nothing big
Only been counting the months, weeks, and days.
Only been fretting about it for the last two weeks.
There's one downfall to being a black belt though, and I'll tell you what that is. In sparring, which is fighting for those who don't know karate lingo, if you hit the black belt, it's the black belts fault (they should be good enough to not get hit), and if the black belt hits you, it's the black belts fault (because .. not sure why... but it just is). Which is wonderful!... until you're a black belt ...
So now everything will be my fault! That's the only downfall.
So wish me luck!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Does that not sound delish?!
I think it sounds amazing. It's so simply, but if you put all those little ingredients together they make the best lunch or dinner I've ever eaten! (Ok, so maybe that's taking it a little far ... let's stick with 'really good')
And speaking of go wraps... I get some for dinner! Along with a vanilla frosty, which is like the cherry on top...ok, not cherry, strawberry (I don't like cherries - BLECK). I had two go wraps for dinner yesterday and didn't get a frosty and it just felt wrong. I suppose you don't had to get a vanilla one, if that isn't your type; I'm sure chocolate would do. I personally prefer the vanilla over chocolate, but that's just me.
But enough about food, let's talk about ... how crazy I really am.
I am crazy, I'll admit. I don't know what made me think I'd have the energy to dance for 2-5 hours three days a week, but I thought it at some point because I signed up for all the classes. Not to mention I have karate two other nights a week. Here's my schedule for the week:
Monday - karate 5:30-7:00
Tuesday - karate 12:30-2:30, dance - 3:45-6:00
Wednesday - dance 4:00-5:00 (thirty minute break) 5:30-9:15
Thursday - dance 6:45-9:15
Still don't think I'm crazy?? I think you're crazy.
I'm guessing you know the days of the week, but just in case you don't, it's Wednesday. Wednesday happens to be my longest day, and I think the only way I manage is eating the go wraps and frosty I get every.single.week during my glorious 30 minute break.
I have made a very important scientific discovery this morning. It'll blow your mind, I know it. You'll think "Gosh, that Kate girl, she's a genius!" This is what I figured out. You ready?
BLAST OFF!! I figured out it takes me an hour to wake up (with coffee). I timed myself. I got up this morning around 7:20 and was awake by 8:30. Awake meaning that I can actually think about stuff, and not just go through the motions of every morning, like drinking coffee, which doesn't require much thinking. So don't ask me to do anything that you want done well or that is important until an hour after I wake up.
Even writing in this blog. I got up and thought "Ya, know, I should blog about how amazing homestyle chicken go wraps are," but I didn't really start writing anything worth reading until around 8:30. Writing requires a lot of thinking. Thinking is hard in the morning. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
That's my scientific discovery. I know, you're speechless. In your shock that a girl like me could figure out something like that. No need to thank me =)
So anyway, like every other teenager, I have to do school. Unlike every teenager, I'm homeschooled, so I'm allowed to wait till 9 o'clock to do it. But, It's 9, so I best be going and start learning something.
I'll blog soon!!
Lots of love,
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
So I sit here staring at the screen thinking "What to write?"
I had dance yesterday. 3 hours straight. And earlier this week I had bought a vitamin water to bring so I wouldn't die of thirst.
Guess who forgot to grab the vitamin water on the way out the door? O_o
Yep, you guessed it. Me. So I was dying of thirst for three hours. Oh joy.
There's only one month until my birthday. Yes, one. I still don't know what I want. Mom doesn't agree with my kitten idea. Not sure why. What's one more when you already have 5? Then again, she didn't like the puppy idea either. Maybe there's a theme...
There is this one jacket I want, but it's $100 and it'd be all I got for my birthday. Though I might anyway. Who knows.
So anyway. I hope you all have a good weekend! This isn't my best post, but it'll do for now.
See ya next time =)
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Now, I know there are people out there who don't like it, and that's ok. We all have our flaws. But my best friend, whom I will name Lulu on this blog, never liked coffee. But I got her hooked, and she now loves it. So people can change too.
But I only wrote that stuff because I happened to be drinking coffee. But if you ever want to brighten my day, random coffees are nice =) (ps I love mochas)
So... I drank all my coffee and now I don't know what to write. Maybe there's a connection? Maybe that's why people get more coffee, so they can keep writing. Maybe there's something about the bitter taste, and the amazing smell, that make your writing senses all happy and ready to think and write. Maybe coffee just makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, making you happy, which makes you want to write.
coffee is just plain amazing and that's all there is to it.
Friday, November 6, 2009
I'm Kate. I'm 14 years and 10 months old (plus a few odd days). I love to read and write, but I never seem to have time. I never have time because the time that I would be writing I'm dancing, or doing karate. I'm currently training for my black belt, which I hope to get on the 21st of this month.
I dance three nights a week. It's pretty much what I do as a hobby. Without it I don't know what I'd do besides wonder what to do. And besides, dancing is good for the soul. I'm currently taking ballet, pointe, jazz, and lyrical.
I also love photography, and I wish it was warmer outside so I could take some photos (I'm not a big fan of the cold). Right now, in Michigan where I live, everything is just turning brown. I'm sure a true photographer would be able to find beauty in the color brown, but I just don't have time to go searching. I missed my chance to take photos of the fall colors, but the photogenic snow will soon be here.
Like I said, I'm 14, making me a freshman. I am homeschooled, which just means I do all my school at home. And yes, I have friends, thank you very much.
I like to think I'm smart, but I think I'm just average. That's ok. I don't mind being normal.
I live in a normal farm house, with my normal family consisting of a mom, a dad, a brother, a sister, and another brother. Well, they're mostly normal anyway. For the sake of this post, they're normal. Let's leave it at that.
My best friend since I was 10 is Lauren. She's amazing. We have our moments though, but we're tough, and we make it through them. Lauren, you rock!
My boyfriend is Caleb. He's the coolest guy I know. Today makes it three weeks (not very long, I know. but you gotta start somewhere, right?).
And ya. That's me. The normal 14 year old girl. I hope you enjoy reading this blog as much as I love writing in it. Hopefully I'll write more.
But until next time,
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
And in karate you do sparring (fighting), yes? Of course (sadly).
And so yesterday I had class. And we were sparring.
And when you spar, if you're me anyway, you try to kick the person's head (isn't that hard). But for some reason the person you're trying to kick doesn't like that idea very much, so therefore uses their hand to block your foot moving quickly towards their head, then hitting your foot with their hand.
THIS can cause a lot of pain - I would know.
A lot of pain, and bruising, and swelling, and fear of it being broken is some manner.
This happened to me yesterday, around 1pm in class.
and after class it started to hurt a lot, and started to swell, which isn't normal.
So today I got it checked.
Just a bone was going down, not up. But the chiropractor dude fixed that for me and now all I have is a big bruise on my foot and a big bump that shouldn't be there.
But otherwise I'm perfectly normal =)
And I'm sorry for not posting. There wasn't anything to really post about until yesterday.
Also, I finished reading the book Rebecca and it's HORRIBLE!!! A HORRIBLE book, I tell you.
I'm scarred for life for reading such a nasty thing. bleck.
And they call that an ending?? What the heck!?
It doesn't end, it just ... stops! And now I have sooooo many unanswered questions buzzing aroudn in my brain. It's annoying.
ANNNNDDDDDDDD you don't even mind out the main characters first name! EVER!! How horrible (and annoying) is that?
Though, it was very well written, I do have to say. But the story?
Some love story.
Don't read it.
And if you do you're better off stopping before it ends. It's better that way.
I don't know how this is a painful story that ends happily, considering I just talked about a horrible book that you should NEVER read ... ever.
Tell me, have you ever read Rebecca? And if so what did you think of it?