date: april third, oh nine.
time: around nine at night.
music: himerus and eros; the spill canvas.
mood: determined, quite pleasant, but i do have a throbbing headache.
[an actual heading, this is a good thing. i'll probably explain it later.]
so, this is kind of like the random facts page, but totally different. this is more for me than it is for you. ’cause sometimes i just need to type about something stupid, just for the hell of typing, you know? no, it’s not that you can’t read it. i really suggest you do. just kidding, you don’t have to, but you can; if you want. it’s pretty much just going to be random
a) thoughts
b) details
c) pieces of conversations [real life and internet]
d) random good songs or bands
e) updates on what i’m doing.
you know, all that good stuff all smushed into one.
because hey, you read my blog to see what’s up.
you can read this [which might not be updated everyday my blog is] to just see what’s really up. like, what i had for breakfast, what i’m eating/drinking, the random thoughts that pop into my head at random times like, ‘can you be blind and get your sight back?’
or the even better ones like, ‘i wonder what superman would look like naked.’
i think you get what i’m getting at. :D
shall we begin?
nah nah, maybe later(:
date: april third, oh nine.
time: 10:35 at night.
music: bound to happen; the spill canvas.
mood: still have that headache, but other than that, i’m quite peaceful.
so, i need to explain the use of the header.
it just helps keeps things organized, and nice and neat. simple as that(:
my head is pounding, i need to get off the computer but i have to kill twenty minutes before two and a half men comes on.
my puppy is laying on my bed. :D
this is quite rare, he doesn’t come upstairs much since we have a baby gate to prevent him from doing just that. but i take it down every now and then and let him come upstairs with me. i love my smushy<3
i just drank some chocolate milk, my third glass today. i don’t know if it’s good because of the amount of milk [i use more milk than i do chocolate] or if it’s bad because it is chocolate. hm. i think my high sugar intake is what is causing these daily headaches. yes, i’ve been getting daily headaches since monday. they’re pounding and hurt in the front of my head. i’m guessing it’s my poor vision. stupid eyes. d:
my smushy [my puppy] left me. D:
nah, he’s just kind of wandering around the room. :D
oh right, so what was i saying? yes, daily headaches. they’ve become part of my every day life now. i never use to get headaches. it’s very sudden. and my throat is sore. i don’t know if it’s sore throat or mono. i doubt it’s mono, but who knows anymore. it hurts to swallow, my head hurts, i’m hot, i’m complaining too much.
i’m going to go lay down with my puppy.
so, goodnight. i guess i’ll be more random and sporadic [that doesn't fit the context. but i wanted to use that word. lol] next time(:
date: april ninth, oh nine.
time: 9:40 pm
music: none, watching the pokemon movie man. :D
mood: great, but impatiently waiting.
a random piece of conversation between me, my mom, and my step dad.
we’re sitting downstairs, me and mom on the couch, chuck in his chair.
the phone rings, and the number shows up on the television screen.
mom: who is it, catie?
me: no, i know who it is though… -thinking-
chuck: who is it?
me: -remembering who it is.- oh, just a friend.
chuck: what friend?
mom: leave her alone. she’s fifteen, let her have some privacy.
chuck: is it one of your buttbuddies?
mom: CHUCK!
me: -loling all over, picks up the phone-
it was greg.
LOL, it was so funny.
if you don’t get the humor,
it’s because you don’t know.
you just, don’t know. :D
date: april nineteenth, oh nine.
time: 9:59 pm
music: the mixed tape; jack’s mannequin.
mood: goodgoodgreat. :D
tonight, sometime around eight thirty, my sister was on her bed petting the cat.
all of a sudden she goes, "OW KITTY OW! OWWW!"
and then she starts crying. the cat scratched her. NO, that’s not the funny part.
she then turns to the cat and says, "get off my bed kitty! GET OFF FOREVER AND EVER!"
i started cracking up. it was fucking hysterical. :Di have another one from today, which i briefly describes in today’s post.
me: -to anthony- perhaps we should go see what catie’s up to.
anthony: i thought she like, disappeared.
me: i think she’s on the phone with one of her friends, because she told them she’s watching her sister to get out of going to a party.
anthony: ohh, haha, okay.
me: -to catie- WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!?
catie: i got a nose bleed.
me: HOW THE FUCK DID YOU MANAGE THAT!
catie: i hit my nose on the bar.
me: AND YOU DIDN’T FIND IT A GOOD IDEA TO TELL ME?!
catie: oh, i thought it was pretty obvious.
me: welll nooo. it wasn’t. i thought you were on the phone.
catie: can you go get me another index card?
me: an index card?
catie: i found one in your bag and just used it.
me: an index card?!
catie: yeah, oh pick up my phone, it’s your mom.
me: alright, EW! there’s blood on it!
catie: just pick it up!
me: -to my mom- we’re at the park at the church. uhm, yeah. we can walk to the rec if you want us to. mmkay, alright. bye. -to catie- get your ass over here.
anthony: -to catie- there’s boy scouts over there, they have to know what to do! or you go run through the church and pretend you’re dying.
catie: -laughs- yeah, that sounds great.
me: -digging through my bag- i have a pad. do you want to use that?
catie: i don’t care.
me: do you want this other index card?
catie: JUST GIVE ME THE FRIGGIN’ PAD!
me: alright, here.
anthony: wait, like a pad pad. for girls?
me: yup.
anthony: -laughs-
catie: -turns around with a pad held against her nose- do you have another one?
and it goes on from there.
:D
so there you have it.
when you have a bloody nose, and no form of paper towels, use an maxi pad.
have a happy period, always.
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