I Love Songs

It's true!  I do love songs!  All This Time by Britt Nicole for sure!
Well, I also know that I need remove myself off of Keith (computer) take a shower, wash my hair, have devotions, and go bed.  Oh, and I also need to practice piano.
My day went somewhat like this:
Wake up, chat with my friends <3, get called away from my room by Kayden, eat ice cream, and a pickle, (not combined) video chat with Romeo, got a new nickname. (I think, and it's Chilly Head if you were wondering.  Don't ask)
Now I'm wasting my time blogging, and OMW!  I GOTTA GET OFFA HERE!  DONNY WHY ARE YOU STILL UP?!  OH WELL-Oh well, Goodnight my beloved brother.

And Then I Realized. . .

Then I realized that I should try updating my blog.
I wasn't able to figure out how to get music on my blog, so I'm asking on The Shed, maybe they'll know.  The people there know just about everything, or so it seems!
Well, anyway, away from that topic. . .   Last night I stayed up till like. . .  Three or four in the morning.  I stayed up till almost one talking to Tyler on skype.  During which we were spending most of the time "arguing" about what size my brain was.  The size of both my fists put together, or the size of the hole between the fists put together.  I said it was the size of my fists, he said it was the size of the hole.  Humph.
I also sent my fanfiction friend a message, and possibly freaked him out, considering I was tired, hyper, and making no sense whatsoever.
Then, I turned off the computer around. . . . . 1:30, 2:00, and read a book while I listened to some of my CD's.  Okay, one of my CD's.
OH!  I didn't tell y'all did I?  Okay, so I have this big huge CD case:

Okay I had two pictures but the other one wouldn't pop up.  This is my CD case!  The D stands for Dawn, and I'll leave you wondering what the H stands for.  Okay fine, it stands for Hyper!  I decorated it myself :)
Oh yeah, and the books you see are, My Bible (the red one) Just Listen (the white one) and The Farthest Away Mountain (the green one)
Anyway, I have this big huge CD case, and it has a TON of CD's in it!  I have 50 music CD's (51 if I can find my Geography Songs) 19 story CD's, 4 CD's that are supposed to help me with piano, or teach me Spanish, and then 1 CD that won't work.  Add these all together, and you get.........74!  I'm working on listening to all of my music CD's first, and I've already listened to 12 of my music CD's, so I think I'm on a good start.  I listen to K-Love in the day, and my CD's at night.
When I get done with my music CD's I plan on starting on the story CD's, and after them I'll go on to the CD's that are supposed to help me or teach me.
Away from the topic of CD's......
I'm graduating eighth grade.  It's like all, "OMW OMW OMW, I'M GRADUATING EIGHTH GRADE!" (OMW stands for Oh my word)  and all like, "Seriously, I was just eleven yesterday!!!"  But yup, I really am!
I've learned lot's of stuff this year (I'm not sure how much of it is my grade level, because I'm homeschooled, and when I'm interested in something I'll google it, and research it until I find it all out.)
Some of what I've learned makes sense.
Like, why there's more men, than women that are color blind.  Apparently women have two X's (woman: XX) and men have an X, and a Y. (man: XY)
The X has to be hit right in the middle with something in order for whoever it is to get it, and as men have only one X when the gene (or whatever it was that makes them color blind) hits it, they're color blind.  Women have two X's, so they both have to be hit with the gene, and the person shooting the gene is a really bad aim, so it's difficult for them to hit both X's.
So, I don't know if you followed that at all, but I hope you did.
I learned that Lesotho used to be called Basutoland, which is why the people there are called the Basotho.
Yup, I'm shmartical.
Now tomorrow is Saturday, and the day after that is Sunday, and on Sunday my church is having a graduation dinner for all the graduates.  Gifts, and food, and cake, and people, and pictures.
Hey, if I can get my mom to take some pictures I could post them!
We have three college graduates, (Amy, Jamie, and Charity) one high school graduate, (Alex) two eighth grade graduates, (Chance, and me) and I don't think we have any kindergarten or preschool graduates.
Honestly, I have no idea who Jamie is.  I think Mom told me that she's Marvin's girlfriend.  But I thought that she would be a lil older than college age, buuut, she musta gone back.  Anywho, I should end this long, long winded post before EVERYONE leaves.  I'm pretty sure most of y'all have stopped reading.
Anyway,
Signing off from a planet orbiting in outer space~
Katie :)

I CAN DIG WITHOUT A SHOVEL!

Okay, I know what you guys are thinking.  Katie has lost it, and will never find it again.  You know I don't even think she had it to begin with.  In fact, I doubt she even knows what it is!  In fact, even I don't know what it is!
Right?  Okay good, now I KNOW I'm a mind reader.
Well, I was serious though.  I just dig myself deep holes!  Anyway, the point of this post was to post, let y'all know I'm still alive and well, and able to post, tell everyone that I am thinking about adding some music to my blog (you can have playlist thingys.  And yes thingys is a word,) and that I very well might make a page counter or something like that, and all that good junk.
Anyway, here we go on my post!
Okay, so first off, I think my mission trip to the Bahamas is gonna be canceled.  I might be able to go to NYC instead though, which is actually where I wanted to go in the first place.  Besides, I need to make new friends, not giggle with Karen all day long!  Which is what I would be doing if I was at the Bahamas, because we would be on the same team.  My reason for not being able to go to the Bahamas is the fact that I can't get a passport right now.  Apparently if your daddy is dead you have to have a death certificate, or they automatically assume that your mom wants to smuggle you out of the country.    So yeah.  It's not really the money, (although I'm a lil low on that too) it's more the passport.
Somehow though, rumor was going around that I had all I needed except for $400.00.  Unfortunately I need about $1,000.00.  I had about $200.00 that I keep trying to send that doesn't wanna get sent.  I have to make sure Mom took it out of it's hiding place, and mail it off to Mrs. B.
Also, I was video chatting with a friend today, and I was really sleepy, (I'm not sure why though) so I asked him if I could take a five minute cat nap, (okay, not a friend, Tyler.  Well he's my friend, but he's also, okay see what I mean??  I'm digging myself a hole, and I fail to have a shovel) so he let me take a 5 minute cat nap, during which I laid down, covered up, and laid my head on my pillow, and grabbed my puppy (adorable snuggly stuffed animal named Sabin) and snuggled with him.  At first I tried to count the minutes so that I'd know when 5 minutes was up, but apparently that didn't work because the next thing I know I'm hearing, "Katie, Katie, time to wake uuuup."
So I wake up, and I go, "Oh, I think I actually went to sleep..."  But anyway, that was one of the things I did.
I also video chatted with him ever since ten in the morning. (round about)
I've been working on several different books.  One is The Unnamed Legend, (perfecting it with the editing and all that wonderfulness!) the sequel to The Unnamed Legend-The Sword of a Princess, Autumn's Journal, and Broken Family Ties.
The Unnamed Legend is, well, explained in the trailer, which I have already shared here, so you can just watch that to know the answer to that question.
The Sword of a Princess is about a teen girl who lived in America, then some how or another got transported to Gloris, to meet some of the Characters in The Unnamed Legend, and a few more as well.
Autumn's Journal is a journal of a girl named Autumn, just going about her daily life, and writing about it.  **NOTICE** Autumn's Journal can get a bit graphic in some places.
Broken Family Ties is about a girl who lived with her grandparents because something (I'm not entirely sure what quite yet) happened to her parents.  Her grandmother then dies, and her grandfather shuts himself off from everyone, so she has to pay the bills, and all that, then she and her boyfrien d get a little bit too close, and she ends up pregnant.  Now she's also a church girl, so she has to face her church family, with their various reactions.  But anyway, those last three are works in progress.
I'm just doing a long unsummarized version of my day if you were wondering.
And now I'm about to go mow bits and pieces of out yard that Pastor Chad couldn't get with the riding mower.
That shouldn't take me too long, and will give me some time to break in my new shoes.
Sandals from the men's section size seven, and not flip flops.  All the girl's shoes are uncomfortable.  The sandals I mean.  They're all leather, or flip flops or something like that.  Or high heeled, things like that.
I once knew someone, who knew someone, who was friends with someone who had a pair of 8 inch high heels. . . .  Okay I still know him.  And I also know the someone who was friends with the other someone.
Anyway, I better get offa here now.
If y'all are reading this:
I love you Papa, Grammy, Norma, Aunt Becca, Mommy! (other family members that I am not aware if they read this or not)
And love y'all to: Bekah, Tyler, Ally, DQ, Banana, and anyone else I may have missed that I know I love.
And another Love ya goes out to: Donny, and Emma!  And any other siblings I may have missed that I not in another I love you category.
~ Katie :)

The Unnamed Legend

Hello people!
For once (surprise surprise) the title DOES have to do with the topic.
Okay after yesterday's rant, I have this awesome book that I wrote (unpublished yet, it's going to be published sometime August I think.) and I have a trailer for it!
Here it is:
The Unnamed Legend-Book Trailer

There you are!
Well, now I'm off on my journey around mah blogs.

Grrrrrrrawwwwwgh

If you're wondering about that title, as I'm sure you are, that's because it's thundering here, and that's the sound that thunder makes.
It's also raining, and I DO love the rain.
Today (well rather yesterday, as today is already tomorrow, which is Monday,) Pastor Chad preached about two things in one sermon.  Being sanctified, and being a witness.  He did both of these at the same time.  Preached about them I mean.  And did them too, I'm sure.
If you need a definition of "sanctification" like I did, I'll give you the one that my pastor's wife gave to me: "Sanctification is when you take a plain white unwritten on piece of paper, and you sign you name at the bottom before anything is written on it, and then after you sign it, God will write down bit by bit what he wants you to do.  And you, as a sanctified Christian will do what God asked of you."
Which, it now makes more sense when people are saying that you need to be sanctified holy, and set apart.  It means that you make an agreement to do what God asks, before he asks it, because you know he won't give you more than you can bear.
Pastor Chad said that we're a walking sermon, or something to that affect, which the way I understood it means that people are watching us.  Watching our every move.
People who haven't stepped inside a church in ten years know the Bible, and they know when we're being hypocrites, and they know when we're saying one thing, and living another.
We need to practice what we preach.  And we need to be examples.  I believe that that's how he said it.
And another sermon that I heard a little less than a year ago was about light.  We're the light of where ever we are.
If we're at the mall, we're the light, we should shine for Jesus.  If we're at church we should shine for Jesus.  If we're buying groceries we should be the light.
DON'T HIDE YOUR LIGHT!
God lit your candle for a reason, he has someone he wants you to touch with your light!
He also brought up a man who I don't remember, he knew he was someday going to have to go through the fire, literally, he was burned at the stake for either being a Christian or preaching, I don't remember which, but he was sitting in front of a candle, holding his hand over it, and his friends saw him through the window, and said, "What in the world are you doing?!" (paraphrasing just so you know) and he said, "I'm going to have to go through the fire, and I don't want to disappoint my God."
He was strengthening himself, by God's help, so he wouldn't back down when he was called before the people and burned.
Pastor Chad also brought up Stephen (no not my Uncle Stephen, as awesome as he is, he's not as awesome as the Stephen in the Bible, whom I think he was named after.)
Stephen was preaching, and after he was done, he was stoned for preaching.  And when he died, well, I just can't paraphrase this, it wouldn't work, this is what Acts 6:15 KJV (King James Version) says: "And all that sat in the council, looking stedfastly on him, saw his face as it had been the face of an angel."
Who knows how many people were saved because Stephen wasn't ashamed, because he was willing to die for what he believed in.
They're watching us, and they want to see if it really works.  They want to see if we're really happy, they want to see if we're really content, really at peace.
We're witnesses of everything we stand for, just by the way we act.
There's this poem, and I'll post that, then get out of your hair.
You Tell On Yourself
Author Unknown
You tell on yourself
By the friends you seek,
By the manner in which you speak;
By the way you employ your leisure time,
By the use you make of every dollar or dime.

You tell what you are
By the things you wear,
By the spirit by which your burdens you bear;
By the kind of things at which you laugh,
By the records you play on your phonograph.

You can tell what you are
By the way you talk,
By the manner in which you bear defeat;
By so simple a thing as what you eat,

By the books you choose from a well-defined shelf.
In these ways and more, you tell on yourself.
So there is really not a particle of sense
In your efforts to keep up your false pretense

In short, I liked Pastor Chad's sermon, and realize that I'm not always practicing what I preach no matter how much I try.
Anyway, I'll be back later.  Maybe even later tonight (this morning, as it's 1:03, and it's still thundering, so I can't go to sleep.)
Katie :)

Shaving Cream!!

Hello all!
How's it going?
For me it's going awesome, because I just found out that my Uncle Stephen is here, and has probably brought his unofficial girlfriend with him.  I'm not allowed to call her his girlfriend, because every time I do, Grammy gives me a look, and says, "No, Katie, she's not his girlfriend."  However I don't see how it's perfectly fine for him to say all this about all my guy friends being my boyfriends.  Seriously?  Anyway, on a lighter tone..  .
I'm hoping to be able to go over to Grammy's and eat supper there with them, and possibly I could even take the computer (Keith) and video chat with Tyler for a short amount of time, just to introduce him.  I mean seriously, Tyler is awesome.  So's Donny, but I don't think I could video chat with him, because I think he's still at Job Corp.
If y'all are wondering, Donny's my brother.  Not biological, but he's the closest I've ever had for a brother.
Well, anyway, it's time for me to head to Grammy's now, soooooo, talk to you later!
~Katie :)

Little Baby

Guys, you'll never believe what I saw.
I saw this blog:

http://averycan.blogspot.com

It's also inspired me to make a bucket list.  If anyone would like to help out by giving me ideas.  .  .  Well that'd be awesome!
I'll let everyone know when I get something on my bucket list fulfilled.

Go to auctioneer college
Get married
Have a child
Go to Africa
Publish a book
Make gravy perfectly
Play a song on a perfectly in tune with every key working piano.
Own a horse
Own and be able to play a flute
Make a difference in someone's life
Write, and record a parody written just by me
Do a cover of a semi popular song
Go to a dance/ball with a guy I love that loves me too
Sew a dress for me
Sew a dress for Vangie (for those of you who don't know she's my Vision Forum doll who's name is actually Evangeline)
Photoshop a picture of me, and make it look cool

That's all I have for now.  Most of them probably won't happen any time soon though :(
But seriously, click on that link, and just watch the page views.  They're awesome.  And read it too, don't just watch the page views
Katie

I am Kitty, Hear Me Moo!

Hey people!
Okay, so I clicked on "New Post" and guess what??  MY POSTY THING IS ALL WEIRD NOW!
That means that it looks different.
Okay if you people ever see a book called, "The Unnamed Legend" I wrote that!  I hope you guys like it, but I'm always like paranoid that someone would steal my story, and change all the names and that I will get in trouble for doing stealing, when they actually stole.
And now for a random question.  .  .  *drum roll* If you write books, do you prefer to be called an author, or a writer?  Me I prefer Author.  Writer just grates on my nerves, much like being called Ms.  I just do not like being called Ms.  It gives me a mental image of a cross between Lady Gaga, and a vampire.  And I don't like either one of those.
Okay, and you guys wanna know something fun, and awesome?
I'M GOING TO SILVER DOLLAR CITY SOMETIME IN THE NEAR FUTURE!  It's the most amazing place I have ever  been.  Here's the link to their website!

www.silverdollarcity.com

And the best part of all I might get to take one of my best gal pals.  She's awesome!  Her name is Karen, and we both like to talk about boys.  *sighs happily thinking about a certain boy*
*jumps out of her daydreaming* I WAS NOT JUST THINKING ABOUT SOMEONE!  I AM A BIG FAT LIAR!
Okay, now I just need to change the topic.
So, yesterday was kinda busy.  I went to piano lessons, and got the most amazing piano book!  It has How Great is Our God-Chris Tomlin in it!  AND I'M LEARNING HOW TO PLAY IT!
I have a lot of piano books, one of which I'm almost through with.
Well, I'm done here for now.
Signing out from a remote bed, in a remote room, in a remote house, in a remote town, in a remote, okay shutting up now, I'm just signing out.
KATIE~~~~

Greetings Earthlings

Hey y'all, sup?
I'm trying to get back into the whole posting on my blog groove. Not sure how long it'll last though xD
Today was a Pitt State competition thingy, and I went to it to play piano. I'm not sure how well I did considering my hands were doing their whole "I'm nervous you can't make me hold still long enough to hit the right notes" thing.
I'll start at the beginning of the day. Mom woke me up, and I'm not sure what time she woke me up cause my clock hasn't been set since the last electricity blink, so at the moment even though it's 3:22 my clock is blinking 8:16. I only know the right time because of the little clocky thingy in the far low right hand corner of my computer.
After that I told her "Momma, my throat's sore :( " and she gave me a spearmint candy while I tried to figure out what to wear. Yeah you'd think that for a competition I would have my outfit picked out weeks in advance. Actually, I'd forgotten all about it till. . . Sometime earlier this week. Which is actually better because if I remember about it I stress about it to the point where I feel sick.
I ended up wearing a long pretty red skirt, with a light brown shirt. And put my hair into a side ponytail. I'm a ponytail girl. They insisted I wear shoes, so I wore my blue socks, and grey shoes. They also wouldn't let me wear my funky socks!
Then I ran through every song except the one I played for competition while waiting for Grammy and Grampy to come and get Mom and me so we could pick up Ronda, and go to Pittsburg. Yes I spelled it correctly, this is the one in Kansas, not the one in PA.
I ended up eating a pickle too, while waiting, but Mom wouldn't let me eat another one.
Finally they arrived (they being the afore mentioned relatives) and I rode behind Papa, and Mom rode behind Grammy.
Then we got Ronda, and we had a fun car ride to Pitt State, where we got donuts, and I told Mom to never send me there because it was too big.
Then we went to the room we were to be playing in, and I was the last one who played anything, and I played Black Forest Polka from the Alfred Lesson Book level four, of course I really don't get the title, it makes no sense.
Mom said that she thought she saw the lady judge write down a one, but that she probably shouldn't have told me. One is the highest you can get by the way. I'll find out for sure tomorrow. In the meantime I'm waiting to see, because I think I messed up enough times to have possibly gotten as low as a three. Of course I'm HOPING for a one or a two.
After all that we ate at Cafe Del Rio, and that jingle is stuck in my head! They have pretty good food there, but I don't know if it's like Grammy and Grampy say, and better than the other good Mexican restaurant who's name I can't figure out how to spell.
Then we went to the mall, and because we had no money (we spent it all on food) we window shopped, and then we went into a clothing shop where there was lots of awesome looking clothes. Oh help. I'm turning into a typical teen girl! Well except for being crazy over Taylor Lautner (who isn't that cute, let alone hot)
After that we came home, and I am now typing this out, having a chat message with my big brother, and video chatting with an awesome guy.
Signing out from somewhere,
Katie

Out of This World Pizza

My post has nothing to do with pizza, out of this world or not, but I've decided to post some random pictures of random stuff here.

I found out that I could take a picture of my shadow, so I did that twice, and this is my fave of the shadow pictures.

And here's a road, with a car, a stopsign, and a puddle.
And I'm done here.

*moan*

Goodnight. I'm so tired, I can no longer foucus. Foruc. Cocus. Focus. Finally got it right.
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See how I tytpe when I'm too tired to thinkgs straing? I meiant night night seeo tirght don't let the bug beds bite. And if they do qiuish them like bugs.,
Night night sleep tight, don't let e bed bugs bite, and if they do squish them like bugfs. Bgs. Bugs.
She how I hyper when I'm too tired to thinks straight? See hwo I tyep when I'm too tired to thinks thist. See how I type when I'm too tired to think straingt. Striag. Streath. Streaith. Straight.
His could pose a provnelm. This could psoe a problem. This coud pose a problem. This could pose a problem.
Gahhh! I like computer cange s. I like compuer cameg. I like computer games. See Tyler, this is why you should make me go to neg when you do. Bed.
Btu you don't caus I won'd tlet you. But you don't cause I won't let you.
I'm so tired I'm moaning liek, someone monqna. I'm so tired I;m mouanig like someone knwon. I'm so tured I'm mownagi like someone moaning. I'm so tired I'm moaning like someone moaning. There, I gfianlly got that wont right. There, I finally got that one right.
Will I find this stupi din the moring? Will I gues this tupid it the morning? Will I find the s tupir in the mornign? Will I find this stupid in the mornign. Mornign. Mornign. Morning.
Oh who case. Cares. night nuts. I'm off like I should hae been hours ago. Have.
Nighty night. Sleep tkgit don't let the bed ugs iet. Sleep tight don't let the bedged bugs lnignr. Bed mugds ur. Bed mhs bit. Bed bugs bute. Bite.
Signing off from a bed witha pillow with a blacketn that befs be to use it, this i sKatiew
Marrrrrrryyyy CHristmas. An a yahjppy new yeah.

On the First Day of Insomnia My Penguin Gave to Meeeeeeee

Hey!
Guess what?? On the first day of insomnia my penguin gave me a pickle! I guess, that's the only thing I can think of.
Well, here I do so hope this will work, here's my latest facebook status:

I should be in bed sleeping. But I'm not because I'm writing, and I'm on CometBird because I was looking up Legal Drugs, and I was looking up legal drugs because I need to know if there's some sort of legal drug that whats his face in my book could be taking to tell his girlfriend that he only took legal drugs. Why does he take drugs legal or not? Cause he's a bad boy. And I mean a bad boy. I don't even like him! He's just. . . Bad!
And why am I writing another story? Because the idea popped into my head and wouldn't pop out, and I thought I'd better write it all out before I forgot.
Who thinks I should try to write a whachimicallit? Science Fiction?
See, I'm too tired to be up.
G'night. For now. I'll bug you again tomorrow. Oh wait, it is tomorrow!
Hmm, this sounds like a Katie's Hyper Thoughts post! I gotta post it!
Or should I not?
I mean, it's a facebook post, and I haven't been on KHT for a while. OH MY GOODNESS! KHT! Katie Hearts (someone who's name starts with a T, and no not the guy I liked at youth camp, even though his name does start with a T, and has the exact same letters all jumbled up.
I know that these two people are different because, well, because I'm too tired to not know?
Okay, knocking my sorry butt off facebook now.
Night night crazy people who are up as late as me. You know, I wouldn't be aimlessly posting stuff if people who are an hour ahead of me didn't get tired and go to bed 35 minutes after they first told me they were going to bed.
Oh well, they need sleep too :/

YES IT WORKED!
Alright there's that, and also, did you know that all the cool people are a whole time zone ahead of me? My family doesn't count, cause there's no one cooler than them. I think they hang out in freezers or something. So if you're not a whole time zone ahead of me, and are cool, I really don't think I've met you.
There are a few exemptions though. Like Jade, and Kayden, so yeah. And somewhat Hannah although her and I aren't on the same page much anymore.
Well, there's my hyper thought!
Wait, one more. . .
I AM KITTY HERE ME MOOOOOOOOO
~Katie