School...

School is a strange thing.  Stressful, and happy, and crazy, and hectic, and a bunch of other things.
Yay for me...I have it tomorrow...but not Friday because sadly a nice lady who was very into our school and stuff died...and I'm probably going to have to go to the funeral.
I mean no disrespect to the family at all, but I hate funerals so much.  I haven't gone to one in probably four years, and I don't want to start now.  It's just...not...not things I like.
Well, if I have school, I'd better go.
If you guys think about it, pray for me...no reason that I would like shared..but please pray.
~Katie :)

I am a Horrible Blogger

Everyone shun me...I blog so little nowdays...
However yesterday I was a blacksmith, and today I drank Mountain Dew, and asked my grandpa if I could buy the jeep.
I think that counts for something, and I'm probably going to get the jeep, which makes me ubber happy.
I also almost finished the 11th book in A Series of Unfortunate Events.
Lemony Snicket and I totally have the same thought process!  I know I've said that before...I just love it.  It's like...I don't know...like he's a long lost relative.
I like kitty cats.
What do you guys like?
OH!  On a serious note...please pray for my friend and her friend.  Her friend was involved in a car accident, and even she doesn't know all the details, just that things aren't going too well...so please pray for them...and if you're in the mood to pray...I myself have things that I would rather not name, but need prayer on anyway.
I want a gun...guns are cool.  Just as long as you don't kill anyone with them.
You know, if pro gun people were as violent as anti gun people say they are...I don't think that there would be very many anti gun people left alive...  Ya know...just a thought.
I have noticed that I do a lot of dots...
See I did it again!
Dots, and exclamation marks.
I don't like mean people.
I also don't like liars.
I myself have lied...and I am ashamed of myself for it.  I have also sworn to myself, that I will never lie on purpose.  So imagine my horror when I discovered that I had music for something that I told someone I didn't have music for!
Oh well, gotta go, syanara, astalavista, adiu, adios, bye...
~Katie :)

Before School Post

Hey, I'm just sitting here...in the dark.  Because I just got up 15 minutes ago, and I'm waiting for my ride to school.  It's like this just about every day from Monday to Friday.  On Saturday I sleep in.  Like way in.  I like to sleep.  But I also like being up...so...I'm really not sure what's wrong with me.
Oh dear...I have the oompaloompa song stuck in my head.  Yesterday it was Verruca's song.  I'm talking about Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.  My cousin and I watched that Sunday.  Actually, I read a book, and watched the movie at the same time, she just watched the movie.
After the movie I finished that book, and read two more, and then it was time for church, so well, I went of course.
I was going to be cutting someone from my school's hair yesterday, but he had to take a driving test right after school, so we have to set up a new date.  I'm slightly scared that I'll cut his head off.  Okay, not his head, but I'm worried I'll make him have a horrible haircut, and then have to shave it all off.  And this guy would look strange bald.
I want to get my hair in spikes someday.  Just so I feel like a dinosaur.  It's not that I want to rebel, or join a punk band...I just think it'd be cool to have spikey dinosaur hair.  I did my hair in a bunhawk once.  Twice actually, but I only left it up all day once.
Anyway, I gotta go...it's 6:52, and my ride should be here in 8 minutes give or take.
~Katie :)

Thoughts

I've realized something...my three snuggle buddy stuffed animals all stand for a time in my life.  And I freak out if I don't have a certain one of them to snuggle with.  Yes, I know, I'm a 15 year old girl, who still sleeps with stuffed animals.  Shoot me if it's that terrible, but I do.  And they each have a name.
We'll start with my first snuggle buddy...Sabin:

I got Sabin I'm not sure how long ago, at a yard sale.  I'm sure it was about a year ago.  I got him when I was relatively happy, and less heart ache from things I have now.  Now that I think about it, I'm positive I got him about a year ago.
Next, we have BPL, which stands for Big Pupra Lingua, which means Big Purple Tongue in Latin.

Yup, he's a giraffe.  I got him in August, when I was at the peak of my depression.  Which is strange, because a peak of something is normally at the top, and depression is more on the bottom.
And Hambino (the one I freak out about if he's missing and it's time for bed.)

I got him from Timothy.  At a very happy time in my life.  And I treasure him.  Because he's from Timothy.
This all made more sense in my head.
And yes, I do have an SD card on my lap.
I feel like taking up this post with pictures...so, on with more pictures.
On Monday, I went picture taking on my rollerblades, and got a few good pictures of a cool lookin' tree.  It looks much cooler in real life, but...here:

Now, does that tree look awesome or not?

I love taking pictures of trees from the bottom of the tree angled up.  Which is why we have the last two pictures.

Did I get a haircut??  Nope!  What happened was...I figured out how to get my hair to go up into my hat, and make it look short.  I look so different with short hair!!!  And that hat was my daddy's.  I believe it's a fair warning that if anyone, and I mean anyone takes that hat from me, I will flip, and do all I can to get it back.  Including beating them up.  That's my hat, and I got it from my daddy.  As well as my big huge gorilla, but I like the hat better.  The hat I can take everywhere.  The gorilla is almost as big as me...which now that I think of it isn't really all that big...but still.  It's huge.

This is me at my Christmas program...which was over a month ago.  I was an angel...as you can tell...and I hated it so much!  The wings cut off my circulation, and that stupid halo would not stay where it belonged!  I'm sure you can see how annoyed I am by it all.  On the right of the picture is my cousin Norma...who doesn't look too happy herself...but at least isn't muttering about it to Abbie who is on the left like I am.
And yes, that's me in the middle looking really annoyed.

There I am, giving my cousin, Jaylee (who I blogged about on my old blog My Old Blog ) a horseback ride!  Aren't I a nice cousin?  Actually the nice thing to do would be giving my 8 year old cousin, Justin a horseback ride.  That kid must eat bricks, because he's heavy, even though he's not that huge...and he has ginormous feet...I can wear his shoes!!!

No,I didn't make that...but my mommy did.  Isn't she amazing?!
Alright, that's it
~Katie :)

Nothing Rant Worthy

There's so little things going on in my life, and so little things I can think about to rant about, so I haven't been posting on here lately.
So I'm here to say, "I'm sorry,"  And to also ask you to please read A Series of Unfortunate Events.
Also...please if you find time and money, buy my book and read it: https://www.createspace.com/4020101?ref=1147694&utm_id=6026

Ask Without Doubt

Ya ever realize that God tells us to ask Him, and not doubt that we'll get it, or that it'll happen?  Just curious.
I forget that sometimes...so I doubt him when I ask him for something.
For instance if I want someone to come to my house some day, and I pray, and ask him for it to happen, I shouldn't doubt.
I was just curious as to if anyone else had noticed that.
I like sour patch kids.  First they're sweet, and then they're sour.  And then they realize that one of their school mates hasn't been to school at all this week, and they feel really bad, because they don't really care...  *hangs head*
I probably shouldn't post everything I do on this blog...however, I don't like cookie dough poptarts...they make me feel sick.  I like s'mores poptarts.
Okay, all done with this post.  Join me next time for some more absolutely crazy stuff.
~Katie :)

Secondhand Things

It has come to my attention that a lot of the things my family has are second hand.
Our couch, our wii, two of our three pianos...I think I'm a piano collector.  My violin, many random things throughout the house.  I got several good shirts from our local thrift store.
So I think secondhand things are a good deal.  As long as they aren't second hand smoke.  I don't like that.
Or sometimes second hand computers depending on if they erased stuff.
Like our computer we got second hand, and on google one of the saved things was, "How to roll a joint."  And for the longest time before it finally clicked I thought that the joint in question was the body part.  So yeah, if I ever need to know how to roll a joint I know where to go.
I doubt I'll ever need or want to though.
Oy...it's almost 11:00PM.
In other words...right now it's 10:47 and if I don't go to bed I'll be muchay tiredo tomorrow...and it won't be good.  At all.
The thing about friends is that they give you stuff, and you know you don't have to give anything back, but you love them so you do.
I don't know why I just randomly typed that.
I don't want to go to school.
I don't like math.
Help.  My last three sentences started with I don't...that's not good sentence variety.  I shall now shun myself.
Okay, Katie you are now shunned.
Now on with the post.
Like I was saying I need to go to bed.  And also I'm working on another book full of my short stories, which are actually kind of childish now that I think about it.  Crazy huh?  I like stories.  And books.
I want to read the Diary of Anne Frank.  I shall ask my English teacher if I can borrow her copy of it.  Well, one of her copies of it.  She has a bunch. I think some of her people are reading it.
Well, I need to go.
I think that's the third time I've said something like that.
Have you ever wondered why people say things such as, 'like,' or 'ya know' or something in the middle of a sentence?  It's strange.  Okay, yeah, well I'm strange, and finally getting off of here.
G'night!
~Katie :)

Oodles of Books

My mind has been on books lately...mostly because my book has been published and I'm working on countless others, but it could also be because of the movie that I watched.
I have no idea why, but I'd always thought that Inkheart was about vampires.  I think I was thinking about something else.  The point is, I finally watched it last night, and I love it.  Well, maybe not love, because love is a strong word, but it is ranked as one of my favorite movies.
I love those movies where they feel more like books than movies.
The movies I've watched like that are small in comparison to the amount of movies I've actually watched, and they go as followed:
The Princess Bride, The Never Ending Story, The Secrets of Moonacre, and Inkheart.  A total of four.  Not to mention the many movies I've actually watched.
Megamind, Brave, Tangled, all the Narnia movies, all the Lord of the Rings movies, The Hobbit...see?  Many many movies.  And no, that short sentence was not intended to be alliterated.
Anyway, my newest book is going to be finished before The Unnamed Legend was.  The reason for this is because it's a book of all my short stories.  That I can find anyway.  This includes the Madam Moo Moo stories, as well as the random stories that I've written in school when there was nothing left to do.
I'm planning on it being in a series, with the other series having my poems and possibly the lyrics to some songs in it.  And if I'm able to get music for my songs (not that they don't have a tune, it's just that I don't know how to pick it out) I might also publish my own CD!
I am more than just an author...I am a Jill of many trades.  For those of you who don't know what that is, look up Jack of all trades, and Jill of many trades is the female version.
Anyone else excited to go back to school Monday?  Yeah, me neither.
I would much rather be heading to BED Monday.  I like bed.  And bed likes me.  *sigh*
Oh yeah, but on a slightly lighter note...we  got snow today!  However, it's also icy.  But I still rollerbladed, and only fell once, but it didn't hurt when I fell.
I'm mostly upset about school because for some reason I've been stressed and I still have three things to do in homework.
Finish up Thursday's science, Friday's science, and Friday's history.  I mean, it's not that I don't like those subjects, it's just that I don't want to do them at home.  I did manage to finish my test though.  It's due back on Monday.  Which is tomorrow.
I'm not fond of tests.  Especially when my classmates are being rowdy.  It makes me ask to go to the Library and do my work.  It's a much safer place.  Unless there's two people in there, talking about...well, strange things.
I mean, it's not that I don't talk about strange things, but when there's two people in there, talking about strange things you want to listen.  But if they're not my classmates they're being less stressful, and much less disturbing...maybe on the disturbing part.
Gah.
Have you ever noticed how in movies, the cute evil guy always ends up being not evil?  It's strange.  Well, if it's a fantasy.
And a lot of the time they make the football players be hot jerky jocks.  Well...they try to.  I rarely find them attractive.
Gah.
I think "gah" is my favorite word right now.  It both expresses frustration, and plain not really wanting to talkness.
Which is strange, because if I don't want to talk/type/communicate, why am I doing it so much?
Do I have some sort of mental issue which causes me to do that which I wish not?
I really think that that's a Bible verse.
"Do that which I want not, and do not that which I want."  See?  I just don't know the address.
Oh yeah, good news!  No school next Monday.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alright, I'm done.
Someone remind me to mail my letter to my grandma in Louisiana if you could?
Now that I've typed that maybe I'll remember ^_^
See y'all!
~Katie :)

Communication

I'm getting really big on the "important" parts of life...like communication and stuff.
Here's my thoughts on communication...
It's important.  So important.  If you don't have communication, you're dead.  Well, not technically...but...if you don't communicate with your boyfriend...do you have a relationship?  Do you know your boyfriend?  Will you have a connection with your boyfriend?
I understand not communicating when he's in a different state, and you can't talk right then...but communication is very important!
Although, communication isn't always through talking.
Sometimes you can't talk.  You can only cry, or smile, or something.
Like, when I got my violin for Christmas...I was so shocked, surprised, and happy, that I couldn't talk.  I sat there...and I couldn't talk.  I just couldn't.  The smile on my face said it all.  I can't even remember if I was able to verbally express my gratitude, but I was so happy.  I'm sure it showed.
Same when I got a book for my birthday.  A book by one of my favorite authors.  And a book with more than just one book.  I unwrapped it...saw it, and clutched it to my chest.  I think I recall saying thank you to that one.  It wasn't as big, but it was still so happy.
Yesterday there was a girl and she was crying...all the guys are saying it's because she was proven wrong, and she hates to be proven wrong...but that wasn't the reason.  She was upset because of something else, and she communicated her pain and upsetness through the tears.  She couldn't communicate it with words...just expressions.
Someone also hung up on the person doing announcements...and communicated their dislike of the person.
Communication isn't always words.
But still communication is important.
If you don't have communication, you don't have a relationship.
That is what I leave with you.
~Katie :)

TedEducation

Okay, how many of you are big on youtube?  How many of you youtubers are big on educational videos?
No?  They bore you, you say?  It's people droning on and on you say?  They go on and on and on you say?  They either teach you nothing you don't already know, or teach you things you cannot manage to grasp in your mind?
I feel you.
But this need go on any longer!  I have discovered (well not really, my friend told it to me...) TedEducation!  I have absolutely no idea who "Ted" is...but he has videos on youtube, under the TedEducation channel...with a lot of interesting things.
I mean, I learned about these things, whose names that I've forgotten, that eat stuff in your tummy, after you've eaten it...I also learned that I am very much an author.  I've also learned (sorta) how to do a good introduction, although I will never be able to do a very good essay...they just aren't my type.
Much like idiotic, jerk, butt brains of boys.  Thankfully, I'm not dating one of those.  Now, I'll shut up about boys before I get murdered by my readers for unlawful gushing.
I've also learned the true meaning of the word irony.  Irony is when it's describing something that you would not expect!
It's all very interesting.
However, I really need to go.  I have only 13 minutes left on the computer before I resign myself to warm, loving, wonderful bed.
~Katie :)
P.S. That sounded weird, I know...sorry...no never mind...I'm not really sorry.

The Heart

This post is going to have some mushy gushy talk in it, so if you don't like it, get off this post.
The heart...wow, the heart is capable of so many things...
Loving, hating, hurting, healing, growing cold, growing hard, breaking, mending, so many things.
Right now my heart is loving and hurting at the same time.  The reason it's hurting is because it's loving.  Confusing eh?
The reason it's loving is because someone happened to steal it away one day, and I didn't bother to fight to get it back...mostly because I was okay with this person having my heart.  Actually I'm still okay with this person having my heart.
It just hurts...because I can't talk to the person who has my heart.
Like I just said on my facebook status: "Who knew that a heart could hurt so much when it misses the one it loves."  That my dear readers is what my heart is doing.
My heart doesn't hurt because it was broken.  Although now that I think about it...it's been broken too.
Once I experienced so much emotional pain (not from boys alone, just from things going on in life, just piling up and up and up...) that I actually made myself quit feeling so much...like seriously...I'm not joking.  I forced myself not to feel pain, or even really joy.
But as you can tell, I can feel quite a bit now.  I still have times when I want  to retreat into my turtle shell, and not feel sometimes...but not too much...
Feeling is both good and bad...
Right now I'm confused about whether this is good or bad.
My heart misses Timothy, and therefore it hurts...much.
My poor heart.
At least this type of heart hurt heals better.  It heals every time I see him, and comes back every time we part ways.
Ahh well...that was my little lovey dovey, mushy gushy post...ignore it unless you like that kind of stuff...although if you've read down this far...I doubt that you can now ignore it.
~Katie <3

Bucket Lists!

So, I've been thinking...I should have a bucket list!  Better yet, two bucket lists!  One for this year, and one for my life.

I'll do the one for this year first.  It should be shorter.  And just the less personal ones too.

This Year:

• Go on a mission trip.
• Ride a horse.
• Learn more psychological things.
• Finish the sequel to The Unnamed Legend.
• Try to remember how to clean my room.
• Go to Youth Camp.
• Make a few new friends.
• Stay on the Honor Roll in school.
• Meet a few of my internet friends in real life, with family there of course.
• Master a song on the violin.
• Get, and learn a new piano book.
• Blog a little bit more.
• Write more poems and songs.
• Take fencing lessons.
• Come to think of it, take riding lessons.
• Get closer to God.
• Get closer to friends and family.
• Come up with more things to put on this bucket list.
• Oh yeah.
• Visit a new state, or town that I've never been to.
• Okay, I think this list is done.
• I should probably take the bullets off...
• But this is kinda fun.
• Okay done.

For my life!!!

• Get married.
• Have a baby.
• Learn how to be a good mom.
• Learn how to cook really good meals.
• Figure math out.
• Visit more than the few states that I've visited.
• Publish 10 books.
• Finally figure out how to sew actual clothes.
• Figure out how to read crochet patterns
• Play out of the lesson books in piano (yes, I know how strange that sounds.)
• Learn how to shoot straight and accurately. 
• Get myself a bow and arrow.
• Get myself a gun.
• Vote my conscience in an election (or more)
• Go shopping with my mom for the perfect wedding dress (or for cloth for my mom to make it because she's a genius.
• Be a bride's maid in a friend's wedding.
• Finish all my fanfiction stories, and start some more.
• Blog more, and blog more inspirationally, as apposed to myself.
• Quit using the phrase "as apposed" so much.
• Find out if I'll really turn into a pickle when I keep eating pickles.
• Go to heaven.
• Honestly, none of these are in order, and I'm not sure what to say with it.
• I really like talking with bullets.
• So much for being more inspirational...
• So, do you think I should finish up like this?
• Meee either!
• Did you know that that's a song?
• A country song to be perfectly honest with you.
• Is anyone really paying attention to what I'm saying here?
• Because if they're not, then I'm good.
• But if they are, I'm sure that they think that I'm crazy.
• Oh well, at least my resolution is to be more crazy.
• Why do we save our resolutions for New Years?
• Gah, I'll take off bullets.

Okay now for a mini rant....
I was listening to the radio earlier...a Christian radio program...and it's horrible!!!
This guy was sitting there, and he was talking about the lust of the eye, and he said that any man who's ever done that needs to confess to his wife, and ask forgiveness...
Not to be sexist against my own sex, but that's stupid...he said nothing about if a woman does it!  Women lust too!  (yeah I'm aware how strange that sounded.)  He shouldn't just let the women off for it.
Okay, time for my next rant...
You see, this rant is about feminists...
Why do they want women to be treated equally except when women get special stuff for being a woman?  I mean seriously!  I understand wanting to vote, and wanting jobs, and to be authors and stuff, but still...don't demand to be like men.
I'm a girl, and I do not want to be like boys...I'm not a boy!
There's things that women do better than men, and things that men do better than women.
I mean, I wouldn't go to a male midwife, or doctor if I was gonna have a baby.  I would want a woman doctor.
Okay, never mind, I'm gonna get to carried away with this.
Sooo..how's your day been?
~Katie :)

Writing Tips

Okay...so...as most of y'all know I'm an author.  So, as a result of that I've decided that I want to try to give some writing tips!  No that doesn't mean that it'll be perfect in the least, but these are a few tips that I've come up with.

• Get a good plot!  I know it sounds hard sometimes, but you can do it!  Even just a burst of random inspiration that you have no idea what to do with can help.  I came up with a story plot from several different bursts of inspiration, as well as the fact that I needed a sequel for my book.
• Ask your friends.  It sounds crazy, but sometimes those friends of yours can help out.  If you're writing a fantasy book, ask your friends what they think of this particular part, if they think it should be there or not, (don't always go with what they say though) and why or why not.  However, don't always listen to them, because if Tolkien (Author of Lord of the Rings for those of you who don't know) had listened to C.S. Lewis (Author of Narnia) there would be no hobbits, and we would all be sad.
• When you're actually writing, make sure to have plenty of sentence variety.  I'm sure that your English teacher tells you to have sentence variety when you have a writing assignment.  Mine sure does.  That means that you actually need to have more than one word starting a sentence.  These sentences don't have good variety: "I walked through the house.  I walked into the kitchen.  I opened the fridge and got milk.  I poured the milk into a glass.  I drank the milk."  This is better variety:  "I walked through the house, and to the kitchen.  While in the kitchen I got some milk out of the friends.  Pouring the milk into a glass I drank it."  Not really all that great since it was just off the top of my head, but still.  Better right?
• Make your characters have character!  This should be an obvious one.  People all have character.  Some people have good character, other people have bad character.  Make sure that it shows!  Don't have your character just be a bunch of words.  Have your character think, and feel, and do, whether they do good or bad.
• Describe, but not too much or too little.  You have to have descriptions, but there's no need to go overboard, or underboard with descriptions.  You could under describe; "She had brown hair, and green eyes."  You could over describe; "She had very long brown hair, softer than silk, brushed delicately from her face.  All the girls envied her for her hair.  Her eyes were green, and sparkled in the sun, like emeralds, when she looked at anyone, they felt like they were under the gaze of an angel."  That kind of long description could be used fine in a romance novel, but not for just an ordinary book like such.  This would be fine; "She had long brown hair, and sparkling dark green eyes."
• Use correct grammar and punctuation!  If you're planning on getting an editor, and getting published, then make it easy on the editor, and use your your/you'res and there/they're/theirs in the correct places.
• NEVER GIVE UP!

There's my list!  I hope it works, and I hope it helps.
~Katie :)

Concussions, and Parties, and Puking Oh My!

Hey everyone!
I had a rather eventful day yesterday.  Kind of crazy actually.
I had a party!  A New Year's day party.  It was really fun actually.  We had the grand show up of 6 people, counting my mom and I.
Timothy, Gabi, Kayden, Ronda, Mommy, me.
We had to go get Timothy and Gabi, because they needed a ride, and on the whole way to the party we were cracking jokes.  Half of the jokes were dumb blonde jokes, and the other half were knock knock jokes.
When we finally arrived at the party, we got a table set up, and sat around and talked for a while, and played with sharp pointy wooden stakes.  Timothy killed a vampire with his wooden stake.  Actually, they were skewers, like what you'd use for those things where you stab a bunch of veggies on them, and then eat them.
It was pretty fun.  And I gave Timothy a fake mustache, and he really does look good with a mustache.  I can see him with a mustache when he's older.
Then Kayden got there, and crashed the party.  I'm kidding, he didn't crash anything till later.  Then Ronda got there.
And we ate pizza!
After we ate pizza, the "kids" went out to the woods to have fun.  Kids being: Timothy, Gabi, Kayden and myself.
Later out there, Gabi wanted to go back, but didn't want to go back by herself, because for some reason she was scared.  So Timothy ended up taking her partway back, until he met up with Ronda, and she finished the back taking.
I stayed outside with the guys, even though my chin and fingers and toes felt like ice cubes.
While we were outside, Kayden knocked into a branch about the size of my wrist, and it fell on my head, and I felt it all the way into my teeth!
It was so painful!  I honestly think that I had part of a concussion.  Maybe not a very big one...but man, the headache I got later was horrible!
Then we went back inside, and played Catan.  It's a really fun game that I don't know how to explain in the tongue of common man.
Then Kayden, Timothy and I went back out to the woods, and stayed until Kayden had to go, then we went inside, and sat around for a little while, before we took Timothy and Gabi back home.
You know how I said that on the way to the party we were cracking jokes?  Well, on the way back Timothy was telling a story.  It was an awesome story.  It only ended because we got to their house.  It made me sad.
Then mommy and I went back home, and watched Nemo...until I threw up.
So we went over to Grammy and Grampy's cause Grammy's a nurse, and could make sure I was okay, and then we ended up spending the night, and I'm still here at almost 5:00 pm.
Not sleeping right now, but still...
And my cousin came over, and now we're watching It's a Wonderful Life.
Wow, that was a quick summary...
Anyway, I'll talk to you later.
~Katie