Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Interesting Discussion on Facebook....

So...I had an interesting discussion with a girl on Facebook today, after she posted this picture:


Beneath the picture, it read as follows:


My comments on her post, as I did not agree in the least?  She responds...  I respond.


She responds...I respond....


She deletes the entire post, because she has no responses.  I already screenshot everything.  I did however blank out her name, so no one knows who she is.  
One thing I would like to say, completely unrelated to this specific topic is that I really wish that Facebook had an italics option...I mean seriously, it has everything else!
But anyway, yeah, this was my interesting discussion that I had on Facebook!  Anyone got anything to say on the topic?
~Katie

**EDIT** I would like to say that one thing I did actually agree with her on is when she said "There are so many people that are so close to us that think about suicide and we have no idea about it.".  I did agree with that.

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Some Art

So, I recently realized that I haven't posted many pictures of my drawings and artwork lately...so thought I would post some of my more recent artwork.  The pictures of the drawings were mostly all taken with my computer camera, so not the best quality...enjoy them anyway?

 For awhile, I had plans to get a white car and decorate it with all kinds of drawings...here are some examples that I had considered.


This is Amumu...from League of Legends.  My own drawing of him.  


This is the drawing I was looking at while drawing him.


This is my...well...I guess my African Tribal Lady.  I just started drawing and this is what happened.


This is honestly one of the best pencil drawings of a person's face that I have ever done.


I think I really wanted a hug that day.


My friend, the airhead.


A drawing I did a while back.


This was a pun on one of my League friend's usernames: Darknyancat


Timeline for my book series, The Unnamed Chronicles


Map for my book The Division, which is part of The Unnamed Chronicles series....


Pardon my odd expression in the background, this was just me, attempting to show my art to a friend.


It is quite obviously what it looks like...bondage?


Freedom.


Odd looking warrior girl?


Idk.


One of my person favorites.  Lemme know when you "see it".



And a dark(ish?) angel.

In all honesty, I love when people comment on my blog posts and it really means a lot...so if you like what I post...I'd love it if you'd leave a comment.  Thank you!

~Katie

Monday, December 21, 2015

I Need to Get a Job....

Okay...I really need a job.  Why?  I'm 18 and unemployed.  This is not okay.  I mean, for some, maybe.  After all, I'm still living with my parents, unwed, unpregnant, not a mother, still attending high school...but also, at the same time...I am independent...this lack of a job is hampering my independent-ness!
I tend to like making lists...we've discovered this.  I also seem to like making pro vs. con lists...so...that's what I'll be doing...the pros and cons of having a job....

Pros

  1. Well, first of all, the most obvious MONEY.  You get money that you don't have to worry about paying back to a bank or a family member.  It is yours.
  2. You get experiences you couldn't get any other way.
  3. You are given a sense of accomplishment.
  4. You have someone to be accountable to...which I suppose to some people it could be a con....
  5. You have more structure and your days aren't filled with free time that you have no idea what to do with.
Cons
  1. You lose a lot of free time.
  2. You have to go to work and may not always get days off; if your family wants to go on a spontaneous trip, they may have to go without you.
  3. Less time with your family.
  4. The wrong boss or co-workers could be detrimental to you and possibly those you care for.
  5. You have less time to take care of your mental, emotional and physical health.
And there you have it...some of the pros and cons I've thought of to having a job.  Speaking of which, I'm planning to check for a job at a nursing home in my town...wish me luck!

Saturday, December 19, 2015

My Evening

My evening was well spent.  I went to a party at my Wednesday night church, with the youth group and we ate food (MAN WAS IT GOOD!!!) and played a few...interesting...games, including a game of Sit-down-in-a-circle-on-chairs Keep Away!  We also did some painting.

The boys did this one.  They did all the graffiti-ish stuff, but the word "Jesus" was already painted, but the brown around, one of the boys did.  Other than that, they did the "graffiti" stuff.  There were...four boys working I think.  Maybe five.  I think there were five.  A, K, R, C, C...five.  There were five boys working on it.


We girls were working on this one.  It's still not done.  We have a lot more detail than the boys though, because they were basically given free range to do whatever they wanted, we have more lines to follow.  I did all of the green, part of the blue and purple, and some of the rusty orange part.  There were two other girls working on it with me, and I must say, we did a fantastic job!

Then I came home and did this on my Facebook:
I seem to have a very eclectic taste in music. Here's metal, and goofy music, along with theme music, rock, possibly pop, country...so.... That's a thing. I won't tag anyone, just do it if you want.
1. Put your music player on shuffle
2. For each question press the next song
3. You must write the name down even though it sounds silly
4. Tag 20 friends
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing
6. Have fun!!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "ARE YOU OKAY?" You say?
Here it Goes Again.
BEST DESCRIBES YOUR PERSONALITY?
Kim Possible Theme Song
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Hallelujah
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The Llama Song.
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Teenagers.
WHAT IS YOU LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Don't Bring Me Down
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Phantom of the Opera
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
End the End.
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Welcome to my Nightmare
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Eye of the Tiger
WHAT IS 2+2?
You're Gonna go Far Kid (clean)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR EX/BOY/GIRL/BESTFRIEND?
Striper the Kitty
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
This is the Moment
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Sweet Child O' Mine
WHAT DO YOU WANNA BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Wrecking Ball
WHAT DO YOU THINK/HOW DO YOU FEEL WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Reflection
WHAT WILL YOU DO AT YOUR WEDDING?
The Curse of the Sad Mummy
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Ain't no Rest for the Wicked
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Joker and the Thief in the Night
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Human
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
The Broken One
WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Jim Bridger
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Girl Crush
WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Radioactive
WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Wrecking Ball (again?)
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
All I Want for Christmas is You
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Hero (that song actually does make me cry....)
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
The Sound of Silence (evidently not....)
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
I Will Survive
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Bet on It (Well den)
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
Storytime
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Hurt (shockingly descriptive)
WHAT WOULD YOU WANT TO SAY TO THE PERSON WHO TAGGED YOU?
Wake Me Up When September Ends
WHAT BROUGHT YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP TOGETHER?
I Gotta Key
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA TITLE THIS AS?
Far Over the Misty Mountains Cold.
And that was my night!
~Katie

Moving...again....

So...I'm moving.  Again.  I've moved four times in my entire life.  Five if you count the hospital.  From my grandparents' to a duplex down the street, from the duplex to a house, from that house to a trailer behind my aunt's house in a different town, from the trailer to my stepdad's house and now we're moving again.  To another house.  That used to belong to my stepdad's sister.  Whee.
If you were wondering, I'm not too fond of moving...not my favorite thing to do.  If I ever get married, I'll have to make sure to marry a guy who doesn't like moving either and we can just live together in the same house until we die.
Lately, I've been packing things a bit and today I moved some of them downstairs.  I still have stuff to pack and move.  I've also come to the conclusion that I have way too many clothes.  When we get moved to the other house, I plan to look through my clothes and decide what I absolutely have to keep.  The sentimental clothes for sure, and then the stuff that I wear often, then the rest, I guess I'll just have to put up on Facebook or give to a thrift store or something.  The only thing I know I don't have too much of is books and sharp objects.  You can never have too many of those.
At this new house, I will have the entire upstairs to myself, as well as a "caboose" that's out front.
The caboose is pretty much just a playhouse that my stepdad's nieces used to play in.  I will be turning it into a "Geek Out Station".  I will pain the outside either white or black, then decorate it with color and stuff like that.  We're going to get better doors on it and turn the stairs into spirally type stairs.  There's a porch on the back and we're going to close it in partially and use the closed in part for a storage shed.  Currently, the inside is pink.  I hate pink.  It is in bad need of being re-sheetrocked, so we're going to do that, give it a tin roof, and I'm strongly considering putting cork board on all the walls.  I'll take pictures eventually, so y'all know what I'm talking about when I say putting this there and that in the other place.  I'm probably going to paint the walls blueish-green.  Then, the ceiling I'm going to paint light blue from the edges to black in the middle and hang little glow in the dark stars from the center beam.  The floor will probably just be wooden.  On the inside part of the outside door, I'm going to put all manner of things Narnia that I can.  I will have a little cabinet to put copies of my books in, to take with me when Mom and Doug go to selling places, so I can sell some of my books (hopefully).  There will also be a bookshelf that I'll be putting my filled up sketchbooks and other art supplies on.  I think we're going to find a way to get light and warmth out there and basically, it will be my...well...geek out station!
In the upstairs, I'll have my room, a guest-room, an office/living room and a bathroom!  I'll have to take pictures of the upstairs as well.  I have really big plans for it.  Now I just need to get my friends to come over and spend the night!  Of course, if they're my female friends, they'll sleep in my room...it's my male friends that would be stuck into the guest room.
I'd really like to get a small couch for my living room/office, so if anyone knows of a small couch that they don't want and would be willing to give away or sell for...really cheap...I'd appreciate it if you'd let me know.  Thank you!
Also, you may have noticed that there are now labels on my blog posts!  I figured out how to do that and went back and labelled every single post I've ever made.  So...that might help y'all if you're trying to find something in specific.  Lata!
~Katie

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Poll

If you look to the right of this post, you will see a poll.  This poll is asking you what you would like to read more of on my blog.  Rants and musings, like what I typically post; personal things...like...my feelings, stuff like that; my daily life, just the things that go on all day in my life!
I was just curious as to what my readers like to read, hence why I'm asking.  I may or may not change it up a bit, but I just wanted some input...so...take the time to vote!
~Katie

Musings of a Child of a Crafter

            As the child of a crafter, I have always had cloth to sew, a sewing machine to sew on, needles and thread to sew with, yarn unlimited to crochet, plastic canvas…knot up….  And of course, if there’s something I really want or am interested in, I just go to my mom and say, “Hey, Mom, how hard would it be to make (insert crafty item here)?”
            I have always had someone to fix my torn clothing, make clothing, make a cape, make a doll carrier when I was younger and played with dolls, fix a dress, make a purse, make a computer case…I may be exaggerating my mom’s skills, but barely.  She is super talented.
            As the child of a crafter, I also am familiar with craft shows.  Load the vehicle the day before.  Get there early…sometimes before the sun is up, if it’s a one day thing, set up the tables, put down cloths, attempt to arrange things in the best manner to get the attention of those who happen to pass by, while at the same time, making the best use of the space provided.
            Then the day is spent, wandering around the craft show, looking at everything and maybe spending a little bit of money that could also be spent on food.  Always coming back to the booth, letting Mom go look at everything as well.  Hoping and praying that someone will buy the very fancy, forty-dollar, hand crocheted, baby dress, that took hours to make.
            Then, at the end of the craft show, we pack everything away again.  Load up.  Go home.  And next craft show, we do it all over again.  And guess what?  It’s time consuming, it takes a lot of time, usually we’re a bit tired at the end of the day…but we love it.

            ~Katie

P.S.  This was written while I was away from internet, on Word, so if the format is strange, that's why.

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Congrats to Lucy Regina!

My good friend and fellow author, Lucy Regina (this is a pen name), has finally republished her book, Seven Troubles!  I had the honor of being the editor and am very grateful to have been allowed to be a part of her publication.

To buy her book, click this link and follow the procedures: Buy Seven Troubles

To like her page and support her, click THIS link:  Lucy Regina's Facebook Page

Have a nice day!

~Katie

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Scholar's Bowl

So, on Thursday, we had a Scholars Bowl meet.  I really enjoy them, because I love trivia.  But I just decided I had to share some stories about this one.
Basically, for those of you who have never been in Scholars Bowl or who know little to nothing about it, there are many teams who go to a host school and are pitted against each other in various rooms.  There are up to five people on each team and often, each person will specialize in a topic.
You are taken to a room with a reader, a scorekeeper, a timekeeper, and a buzzer-keeper....  The reader will read a question and if you think that you have the answer, you will...well...buzz in.  You wait to be acknowledged, then answer.  If you get it correct, your team gets ten points.  If you get it wrong, the only team allowed to answer the question is the opposite team.  If you interrupt the reader, and get it wrong, you are docked points and the next team is free to buzz in with an answer or interrupt the reader as they reread the question from the beginning, with no consequences if they answer incorrectly.  If you get it correct, you get ten points, as usual.
It was the very last round and we were against a team to win first place.  Around question five, the enemy team interrupted and got it wrong.  Then, our team interrupted and also got it wrong.  Both teams were docked five points.
At the very last round, we were tied.  35 to 35....  It was time for a tie-breaker question.  Then, the enemy team coach said, "Hold up, I looked in the rules, and you shouldn't have docked them.  It should be their team 40, my team 35."  And because of her honesty...we won.
Call me stupid, crazy, whatever...I really wanted to get first place.  All the other meets I'd gone to, we placed third and I just really wanted to place first.  Really bad.  So I was praying that we'd win first...and because of her honesty not only did we win first, but she got acknowledged at the end with the awards, because my team's coach told the officiator guy.  I also told her thank you.  It would have been so easy for her to have just let them read the tiebreaker question and her team could have one off of that.  But she was honest...and that cost her team the match.  They did get second, overall though.
Then, we went to Freddie's for some food.  I um...forgot to take money....
We have two people on our team, Reed and Ryan, and their parents come to every match.  Kind of the way my mom and stepdad come to all my choir and singing things.  They said that because we won first, they were going to treat everyone to supper!  Their dad wouldn't even let me get a mini shake...he made me get a large...which is still in my freezer...sitting...with just enough to make up a mini shake gone from it...because I couldn't finish it....
But the entire time we were at Freddie's I was just all like, "God...thank you so much!  You're just looking out for me all over the place!"  In short, that was the best Scholars Bowl meet I've ever had and one of the best days of my life.

~Katie

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

The Benefits of the Different Schools I've Attended

As many of my readers are aware, I have attended three different "types" of schools.  I was homeschooled from Pre-K-8, attended a private school from 9-11, and am currently attending a public school for my senior year.
All of these schools are different, all of these schools have different pros and cons, as illustrated in these posts: Pros and Cons of Homeschooling and Private SchoolingPros and Cons of Public Vs. Private Schools.  Of course, these schools have all benefited me in different ways, and that is what I am going to talk about now.

Homeschooling
While I was homeschooled, my mother also worked a part time job.  As I mentioned in my previous post, "My Hero", my mom is indeed my hero.  She homeschooled me and spent time with me, so I wouldn't be raised by teachers and daycare workers.  I don't know if any of you are familiar with the phrase, "Children who are loved at home go to school to learn, but children who are not, go to school to be loved".  It's not that my mother wouldn't have loved me...but I would have probably been able to spend three hours...if that...with my mother, instead, I got to spend my days with her.
I was able to learn in methods that I learned from easily and I was able to do this without the distraction of other children.  I was able to learn without being picked on constantly (which, there was a family we would visit, whose children did typically pick on me....) or being tempted to talk to my neighbor instead of listening to the teacher.
Basically, I was able to focus on my learning and, when I went to the private school, the only thing I was behind in was math.  But math has always been a struggle for me...so....  I was able to learn who I was on my own, without constantly feeling the need to fit in with those my own age...as a result...I rarely fit in with those my own age.
Private Schooling
While I attended the private school, I was introduced to a brick-and-mortar school, on a smaller scale.  While I can teach myself many things, this school gave me the teachers to help me.  Without this school, I would not have had a wonderful choir teacher who managed to teach me how to project and sing loudly and helped me discover my nice sized range.
While I was homeschooled, I didn't have grades, at this school, I got my first grades and felt the thrill of getting As...now it's a bit of a requirement and if I don't get an A, I flip out and do everything I can to get my grade up, which of course, should be a natural thing for all students to aspire to...but alas is not.  Of course, I understand that some people just aren't book smart...some people are hand smart.  They can do amazing things with their hands, but just can't pass tests...and they aren't any more smart or stupid than someone who can ace tests no problem.
Public School
While I currently attend my public school, I've learned how to navigate an iPad (I hate them with a burning passion), how many things you can actually do without paper (I still prefer paper).  I have so many more options here than I had in any of my previous schools.  There is an in school counselor--two, actually, but I believe that one is in training--I was in a musical, which has been one of my dreams ever since I was little, the choir is huge and I can audition for solos, instead of them just being assigned to me or someone else.
There are so many more options for me and I love it.  It is, of course, a smaller public school, but it's still a public school.  There are clubs and classes that we couldn't have at the private school and of course can't have in a homeschool consisting of one.

Quite frankly, each of these schools have been a stepping stone or stairway for the next school, and honestly, each time I've changed schools, it has been for the better, for one reason or another.  I am a staunch supporter of homeschooling...whether I support a private school depends on the private school, but they are a good idea...and not all public schools are bad.

~Katie

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

My Hero

In my Business Economics class, we were told to write about our heroes.  I wrote about mine and decided to share what I wrote, as I was cleaning out my binder (good grief it was a mess!!!)

My hero is my mom.  From my birth, until I was almost sixteen, she raised me alone, the way she thought I should be raised.  I was homeschooled 'til highschool, despite many people continually saying that I should attend 'the Bible school'.
She worked as a suburban driver, so that she would be able to be home and actually there for me.  She has continually giving things up for me.  I know I have her support in whatever I do.  We have the type of friendship/relationship, that even if I don't see things the way she does and vice versa, she will accept that and vice versa.
And, despite the fact that she is my mother, she allows me to make my own choices.  She is strong and beautiful and tough and she is my hero.

~Katie