Mk.
I know this school ain't known for its convenience. But REALLY.
They couldn't fix the shower over the summer instead of five days after I'd already moved in?
I have moved living spaces THREE TIMES in the last two weeks. Once from home to what I thought was my dorm, once from what I thought was my dorm to what was actually my dorm (that one was actually just my mistake; I read the numbers on the door wrong LOL but really), and then once BACK OUT OF my dorm and back home. So I will have to move AGAIN before the week is over. Hopefully before the week is over. Which means by next month. I have no faith in the school right now.
And just in case you weren't aware, MOVING SUCKS. I have zero upper body strength and I am very small to begin with, so I'm moving things that have as much or more mass than I do, generally speaking with only one person to help (maybe two, if some of my sisters want to lend me a hand), and sometimes all by myself because I'm too prideful to ask for help.
But seriously y'all. OverCommittedUniversity has become OppositeofConvenientUniversity. It's just SO ANNOYING. I mean, what were they doing all summer that they couldn't come replace the shower? ARGH.
On an unrelated note, classes started today and I get to have one class a week with my bestest friend from high school, a Mr. Matthew Hewes. Yay! He let me hug him today. Which is the first time I've hugged him with permission, and only the second time ever. Last time I didn't ask first. But he's had a year of basic training and does tae kwon do (yes, I'm sure I spelled that wrong, but you know what I'm talking about), and so it is probably not a good idea to be invading his space without asking.\
...I need to clip my nails. For serious.
Oh, and Matthew, the heels didn't even make it all day. I'm going to Evensong in sweatpants.
Love y'all.
~Katy
Monday, August 20, 2012
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Fourth Grade Science
IT'S TRUE, Y'ALL.
Do you guys remember this, I learned it in elementary school (so I just picked fourth grade because it was a particularly horrible year for me), that when you look at someone to whom you are naturally and genuinely attracted, you pupils dilate? I remember staring at every guy's eyeballs for weeks after I learned that to see if anyone liked me.
WELL,
For the first time in my life I experienced this scientific fact in person. Nick and I were hanging together, having some pretty intense soul-bearing conversations (you know the kind that you have when you're sensing that the relationship is starting to get kinda serious and they want to know all of your dirty little secrets and help you carry your baggage, yeah, that kind) and we lock eyes for a minute, and I am absolutely shocked to see his pupils practically double in size within about two seconds. I mean, holy WOW.
In my head I was kind of like, "Well, maybe the light was in his eyes or something," which is totally inaccurate because if the light was in his eyes his pupils would have shrunk, but I couldn't think of any other way to rationalize what had just happened, so I break eye contact to give him like a hug or a kiss on the cheek or something, I don't remember. We chat for a little while longer, and then the very next time we make meaningful eye contact, his pupils go WHOOM. Huge. Instantly. I couldn't get over it. Every single time he looked at me his pupils exploded.
I mean, how incredibly amazing is that? As if I needed another reason to believe that this guy isn't a lying manipulative heartless dick-brained asshole like the rest of the male population that shows interest in me, every time he looks at me he proves that the science I learned in fifth grade isn't all bogus. I mean, his pupils got HUGE. Every time. I wanted to cry I was so happy. I couldn't stop hugging him. So happy.
So, I'm not gonna make any predictions or anything, but I have a cautiously really good feeling about this guy. Still cautious, though. I mean, technically I had a good feeling about Travis for the first six months, too. But I have better skills now, and I still don't need anybody. That's a big difference between then and now. I don't need a guy now. I just like having one. So, I mean, I think I'm set.
And I'm pretty sure my pupils dilate when I look at Nick, too. Jus' sayin'.
Love y'all.
Katy
Do you guys remember this, I learned it in elementary school (so I just picked fourth grade because it was a particularly horrible year for me), that when you look at someone to whom you are naturally and genuinely attracted, you pupils dilate? I remember staring at every guy's eyeballs for weeks after I learned that to see if anyone liked me.
WELL,
For the first time in my life I experienced this scientific fact in person. Nick and I were hanging together, having some pretty intense soul-bearing conversations (you know the kind that you have when you're sensing that the relationship is starting to get kinda serious and they want to know all of your dirty little secrets and help you carry your baggage, yeah, that kind) and we lock eyes for a minute, and I am absolutely shocked to see his pupils practically double in size within about two seconds. I mean, holy WOW.
In my head I was kind of like, "Well, maybe the light was in his eyes or something," which is totally inaccurate because if the light was in his eyes his pupils would have shrunk, but I couldn't think of any other way to rationalize what had just happened, so I break eye contact to give him like a hug or a kiss on the cheek or something, I don't remember. We chat for a little while longer, and then the very next time we make meaningful eye contact, his pupils go WHOOM. Huge. Instantly. I couldn't get over it. Every single time he looked at me his pupils exploded.
I mean, how incredibly amazing is that? As if I needed another reason to believe that this guy isn't a lying manipulative heartless dick-brained asshole like the rest of the male population that shows interest in me, every time he looks at me he proves that the science I learned in fifth grade isn't all bogus. I mean, his pupils got HUGE. Every time. I wanted to cry I was so happy. I couldn't stop hugging him. So happy.
So, I'm not gonna make any predictions or anything, but I have a cautiously really good feeling about this guy. Still cautious, though. I mean, technically I had a good feeling about Travis for the first six months, too. But I have better skills now, and I still don't need anybody. That's a big difference between then and now. I don't need a guy now. I just like having one. So, I mean, I think I'm set.
And I'm pretty sure my pupils dilate when I look at Nick, too. Jus' sayin'.
Love y'all.
Katy
Friday, August 3, 2012
Long series of short comments
A couple (*one) of my friends has been requesting more posts on here lately, so I'm gonna go ahead and just start typing and hope I can think of something interesting to say.
I shall begin with an amusing anecdote.
My sister had a band exhibition today and it was lovely. I was so proud of her and her little drum major self. She is the bee's knees. She directed, she carried the metronome around, and she marched and generally was just totally awesome. Then afterward I was chatting with one of her friends who's a total goofball, and while we were talking the staff dumped the water coolers out onto the track, which is made of red rubber stuff, and it made the track all shiny. Plus the sun was setting so it was reflecting on the water and making it silvery, and it just didn't look clear. So he said, "I'm not sure that's water," and I looked at it and it was all shiny and red and I said, (in a really creepy voice) "It's blooood." Well Collin gave me this look, and I thought he was going to say something along the lines of, "That's the weirdest thing I've ever heard," or "You're so gross," or something like that, and instead he says to me in the most serious voice, "Um, unicorn blood maybe. It's silver." As if it were the most obvious thing in the world. And it made me laugh. He really is a most wonderful thing. I love him.
My sister has the goofiest tan line on her legs because she wears braces on both knees because her knees are crooked. So now she has knee brace tans, and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen.
I'm seeing this guy named Nick now. He's a cutie. He's super sweet to me. Sometimes he seems a little slow, but he's a crazy nice person, which is good enough for me. Anybody who doesn't treat me like a piece of meat.
I made a dress this week. It's white and it has a collar. I don't know if you've ever tried to make a collar before, but IT IS REALLY HARD. It has all sorts of crazy steps and tucks and turns and it's really crazy. But the dress is gorgeous and it's all done and I'm happy.
I'm getting really tired of all the hateful politics on my Facebook. It's driving my crazy. I'm so tired of everyone being mad at everyone else. Why can't we all just get over ourselves and learn how to say, "That's fine. Let's talk about something else"? I mean, Nick isn't religious. He doesn't go to church. He doesn't worship my God. And guess what? WE GET ALONG JUST FINE. He lets me talk about my faith, says something like, "That's interesting," or "I think it's so hot that you can defend your views with well thought-out commentary." And then he might ask a question or we talk about something else. If he had a different faith I'd let him talk about it to me, but he's pretty just...areligious. He just doesn't have a faith, you know? So there's not really anything to describe. So it is possible to get along with someone who has different beliefs as long as you can manage to suppress the urge to just get mad at them for no reason.
I feel like I haven't loved people enough this summer. I got that song stuck in my head the other day, "And they'll know we are Christians by our love," and it made me remember all those people that would say, "That person is so nice, they're such a strong Christian, they're really nice to everybody," and it made me feel like I have somehow fallen short in my Christian love (not that it takes much to make me feel like a failure), but I really want to start being more loving towards people, but then I just have way too much emotional personal space to actually be nice to everyone because half the people I talk to make me feel really awkward so I make up some weird excuse to not talk to them. I'm such a hypocrite. How am I ever going to be a pastor? I can only talk to perfect people.
RECRUITMENT IS COMING UP. I'm excited. I'm gonna get littles. Or little. My pledge class is so big that if the incoming pledge class isn't big enough not everyone who wants twins will get them. I hope I get twins. I need double the surface area upon which to lavish my adoration.
So I just began this project on Facebook. I posted this status that said anybody who "likes" or comments on my status I will send them a message with everything that I like about them. Or some of the things anyway. Most people there's no way I could say everything I like about them or I'd be up all night.
That's all I can think of right now. Hopefully that will satisfy y'all for a little while. Recruitment's coming up so I won't be online a lot for a looong time.
Love y'all.
~Katy
I shall begin with an amusing anecdote.
My sister had a band exhibition today and it was lovely. I was so proud of her and her little drum major self. She is the bee's knees. She directed, she carried the metronome around, and she marched and generally was just totally awesome. Then afterward I was chatting with one of her friends who's a total goofball, and while we were talking the staff dumped the water coolers out onto the track, which is made of red rubber stuff, and it made the track all shiny. Plus the sun was setting so it was reflecting on the water and making it silvery, and it just didn't look clear. So he said, "I'm not sure that's water," and I looked at it and it was all shiny and red and I said, (in a really creepy voice) "It's blooood." Well Collin gave me this look, and I thought he was going to say something along the lines of, "That's the weirdest thing I've ever heard," or "You're so gross," or something like that, and instead he says to me in the most serious voice, "Um, unicorn blood maybe. It's silver." As if it were the most obvious thing in the world. And it made me laugh. He really is a most wonderful thing. I love him.
My sister has the goofiest tan line on her legs because she wears braces on both knees because her knees are crooked. So now she has knee brace tans, and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen.
I'm seeing this guy named Nick now. He's a cutie. He's super sweet to me. Sometimes he seems a little slow, but he's a crazy nice person, which is good enough for me. Anybody who doesn't treat me like a piece of meat.
I made a dress this week. It's white and it has a collar. I don't know if you've ever tried to make a collar before, but IT IS REALLY HARD. It has all sorts of crazy steps and tucks and turns and it's really crazy. But the dress is gorgeous and it's all done and I'm happy.
I'm getting really tired of all the hateful politics on my Facebook. It's driving my crazy. I'm so tired of everyone being mad at everyone else. Why can't we all just get over ourselves and learn how to say, "That's fine. Let's talk about something else"? I mean, Nick isn't religious. He doesn't go to church. He doesn't worship my God. And guess what? WE GET ALONG JUST FINE. He lets me talk about my faith, says something like, "That's interesting," or "I think it's so hot that you can defend your views with well thought-out commentary." And then he might ask a question or we talk about something else. If he had a different faith I'd let him talk about it to me, but he's pretty just...areligious. He just doesn't have a faith, you know? So there's not really anything to describe. So it is possible to get along with someone who has different beliefs as long as you can manage to suppress the urge to just get mad at them for no reason.
I feel like I haven't loved people enough this summer. I got that song stuck in my head the other day, "And they'll know we are Christians by our love," and it made me remember all those people that would say, "That person is so nice, they're such a strong Christian, they're really nice to everybody," and it made me feel like I have somehow fallen short in my Christian love (not that it takes much to make me feel like a failure), but I really want to start being more loving towards people, but then I just have way too much emotional personal space to actually be nice to everyone because half the people I talk to make me feel really awkward so I make up some weird excuse to not talk to them. I'm such a hypocrite. How am I ever going to be a pastor? I can only talk to perfect people.
RECRUITMENT IS COMING UP. I'm excited. I'm gonna get littles. Or little. My pledge class is so big that if the incoming pledge class isn't big enough not everyone who wants twins will get them. I hope I get twins. I need double the surface area upon which to lavish my adoration.
So I just began this project on Facebook. I posted this status that said anybody who "likes" or comments on my status I will send them a message with everything that I like about them. Or some of the things anyway. Most people there's no way I could say everything I like about them or I'd be up all night.
That's all I can think of right now. Hopefully that will satisfy y'all for a little while. Recruitment's coming up so I won't be online a lot for a looong time.
Love y'all.
~Katy
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Oh, yeah. I have a blog...
Sorry, guys. XP
I haven't been near the computer for any length of time in quite some weeks. Sorry, y'all.
ANYWAY
What I've been doing for the last few weeks. Well, I've been trying to get my brain fixed. Going well, so far. I've also been shooting with a few different photographers in my spare time. Want to see pics? Of course you do.
Here's from one shoot with Schofield Photography:
And from another shoot with Narciso Arguelles (these shots are unedited as of yet) :
Like em? So that's what I've been doing with my time. Free creds to my photogs, you both are great!
I know this blog isn't supposed to be just about my modeling career, but I just don't have the time or energy to sit here and type for very long. So look at my pretty face instead.
Oh, by the way, I have a new man now. His name is Nick. He's a sweet thing. Kind of excited about it.
Okay, that's all for now.
Love y'all.
~Katy
I haven't been near the computer for any length of time in quite some weeks. Sorry, y'all.
ANYWAY
What I've been doing for the last few weeks. Well, I've been trying to get my brain fixed. Going well, so far. I've also been shooting with a few different photographers in my spare time. Want to see pics? Of course you do.
Here's from one shoot with Schofield Photography:
And from another shoot with Narciso Arguelles (these shots are unedited as of yet) :
Like em? So that's what I've been doing with my time. Free creds to my photogs, you both are great!
I know this blog isn't supposed to be just about my modeling career, but I just don't have the time or energy to sit here and type for very long. So look at my pretty face instead.
Oh, by the way, I have a new man now. His name is Nick. He's a sweet thing. Kind of excited about it.
Okay, that's all for now.
Love y'all.
~Katy
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Oh the frustrations
Just in case anybody forgot I'm still incredibly single. And believe me, you can have it.
NOT ONLY do I have to put up with:
-absolute lack of self-confidence
-total insult of being repeatedly rejected
-loneliness in the middle of the night
-no one to cuddle with
-no reason to leave the house ever
I am also INCREDIBLY BORED. Because I have no one to text with any steady consistency. Because I share a blood supply with my phone and frequently use texting as a way to entertain myself for hours on end. Now I have no one to text for hours on end about nothing in particular, and I'm about ready to die of boredom. It sucks horribly. It takes about three good friends to replace the texting capability of one decent boyfriend. And I don't have too many good friends, so if one of them's busy, I'm outta luck.
But seriously y'all.
I need a new hobby. But one of the horrible things about being a girl and having depression is that there are very few things that are actually cool enough to drag my depressed little butt out of bed and even fewer things that I can actually do just me by myself whenever I feel like it. Besides the fact that I'm too untalented to do anything like painting or artistry or anything like that. So that just adds to my boredom.
So yeah. I'm bored.
Love y'all.
~Katy
NOT ONLY do I have to put up with:
-absolute lack of self-confidence
-total insult of being repeatedly rejected
-loneliness in the middle of the night
-no one to cuddle with
-no reason to leave the house ever
I am also INCREDIBLY BORED. Because I have no one to text with any steady consistency. Because I share a blood supply with my phone and frequently use texting as a way to entertain myself for hours on end. Now I have no one to text for hours on end about nothing in particular, and I'm about ready to die of boredom. It sucks horribly. It takes about three good friends to replace the texting capability of one decent boyfriend. And I don't have too many good friends, so if one of them's busy, I'm outta luck.
But seriously y'all.
I need a new hobby. But one of the horrible things about being a girl and having depression is that there are very few things that are actually cool enough to drag my depressed little butt out of bed and even fewer things that I can actually do just me by myself whenever I feel like it. Besides the fact that I'm too untalented to do anything like painting or artistry or anything like that. So that just adds to my boredom.
So yeah. I'm bored.
Love y'all.
~Katy
Monday, May 28, 2012
SUPER GLAM YO
Sooo I did another shoot with Joey today!!!
Y'all remember Joey, right? He's my fabuluous gay friend who takes amazing pictures. Well today we did super glam pics with lots of makeup and huge false eyelashes. They were AWESOME. It was so much fun. And Joey has a tripod and remote control for his camera now, so he can be in the pictures while he's taking them at the same time, which is super cool!
So I got to take pictures with Joey. Which is awesome and heart-wrenching because he is JUST SO ATTRACTIVE but he's very very gay. Unfortunately for me. But at least I got to kind of act like we were a couple for the photoshoot, so that was good.
Oh, what? You want to see the pictures? WELL THEN. Here's just a little sample:
Yeah, that's Joey in the last one. Isn't he just the yummiest thing you've ever seen? But he likes boys. SAD DAY. The rest of the shoot are on both my Facebook and my DeviantArt. If you don't know how to access either of those, please add a comment and I'll tell you how to get to my DeviantArt. Because if you don't know how to add my Facebook you have a problem, and there's probably a reason we aren't already friends. Just kidding. But if you're a stranger I'd rather you look at my DeviantArt anyway.
So yeah. That's my super freaking awesome photoshoot with Joey. :D Yay Joey.
Love y'all.
~Katy
Y'all remember Joey, right? He's my fabuluous gay friend who takes amazing pictures. Well today we did super glam pics with lots of makeup and huge false eyelashes. They were AWESOME. It was so much fun. And Joey has a tripod and remote control for his camera now, so he can be in the pictures while he's taking them at the same time, which is super cool!
So I got to take pictures with Joey. Which is awesome and heart-wrenching because he is JUST SO ATTRACTIVE but he's very very gay. Unfortunately for me. But at least I got to kind of act like we were a couple for the photoshoot, so that was good.
Oh, what? You want to see the pictures? WELL THEN. Here's just a little sample:
Yeah, that's Joey in the last one. Isn't he just the yummiest thing you've ever seen? But he likes boys. SAD DAY. The rest of the shoot are on both my Facebook and my DeviantArt. If you don't know how to access either of those, please add a comment and I'll tell you how to get to my DeviantArt. Because if you don't know how to add my Facebook you have a problem, and there's probably a reason we aren't already friends. Just kidding. But if you're a stranger I'd rather you look at my DeviantArt anyway.
So yeah. That's my super freaking awesome photoshoot with Joey. :D Yay Joey.
Love y'all.
~Katy
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Proud Sister Moment
Okay, I'm going to try to refrain from doing this all in caps because I don't want to scream at you the whole time, but seriously this is kind of worth screaming about because it's just so awesome.
My amazing little sister, MG, is seriously the most TALENTED person on the planet. Yep, better than the whole world. Better than me, better than you. Sorry aboucha, but she's got you beat by a mile, I don't care who you are. She is THAT awesome.
So here's why she's so awesome.
I don't think I've blogged about her before, so I'll start at the beginning: she plays the alto sax. Yeah, that wouldn't normally be a big deal except she's like FREAKING AWESOME at it. She's so good at her sax! Gotten superior ratings at state contest every year she's taken a solo. Every year. Because she's amazing. She plays her sax for the Edmond Memorial Bulldog Band, and also for the Symphonic Winds honor band that meets at my college once a week during the school year. Yes, she is awesome. Oh, by the way, she's a freshman and she's beating out upperclassmen for chairs. AND she's in jazz band for next year (incoming freshmen aren't even allowed to audition for jazz band, so this was her first audition). And it's very exciting because there are only three spots and she's making it as a sophomore. Because she's awesome.
She ALSO plays the piano. She had a recital today for her piano lessons (which is extracurricular), and it was awesome. And she composes a little bit on the piano (not big stuff, of course, but little songs, which is still really good for someone her age!) And she's really good at the piano, too. She can even transcribe the chords for songs that don't have a chord chart online. She also plays the piano for the youth praise band at our church, which our youth leader has put her IN CHARGE of, as a freshman! Because she is so TALENTED and organized and a little bit bossy, which is good when you're in charge!
AAAND she's taught herself how to conduct. She can hold a beat like nobody's business. And she's so precise and doesn't follow anyone because she can hear the beat outside the music and can keep everybody in line and it's really super totally cool. Which leads me to the coolest thing about my super duper talented little sister:
SHE'S DRUM MAJOR!!!!!
Yeah, as a sophomore. That is a HUGE deal. For those of you who don't know much about the Bulldog Band, that may not make any sense. Basically our marching band is 200 strong and there are three drum majors, that are basically the conductors for all the football games' halftime shows, for their contest marching shows, everything. They OWN the marching band. And then in the off-season they're kind of like aids to the teachers. And making it as a sophomore is a HUGE DEAL because you're in charge of the ENTIRE band and you're what's keeping them on beat, so it's a giant tribute to just how amazingly talented my sister is.
BECAUSE SHE IS THE MOST AWESOME EVARRRSS.
My amazing little sister, MG, is seriously the most TALENTED person on the planet. Yep, better than the whole world. Better than me, better than you. Sorry aboucha, but she's got you beat by a mile, I don't care who you are. She is THAT awesome.
So here's why she's so awesome.
I don't think I've blogged about her before, so I'll start at the beginning: she plays the alto sax. Yeah, that wouldn't normally be a big deal except she's like FREAKING AWESOME at it. She's so good at her sax! Gotten superior ratings at state contest every year she's taken a solo. Every year. Because she's amazing. She plays her sax for the Edmond Memorial Bulldog Band, and also for the Symphonic Winds honor band that meets at my college once a week during the school year. Yes, she is awesome. Oh, by the way, she's a freshman and she's beating out upperclassmen for chairs. AND she's in jazz band for next year (incoming freshmen aren't even allowed to audition for jazz band, so this was her first audition). And it's very exciting because there are only three spots and she's making it as a sophomore. Because she's awesome.
She ALSO plays the piano. She had a recital today for her piano lessons (which is extracurricular), and it was awesome. And she composes a little bit on the piano (not big stuff, of course, but little songs, which is still really good for someone her age!) And she's really good at the piano, too. She can even transcribe the chords for songs that don't have a chord chart online. She also plays the piano for the youth praise band at our church, which our youth leader has put her IN CHARGE of, as a freshman! Because she is so TALENTED and organized and a little bit bossy, which is good when you're in charge!
AAAND she's taught herself how to conduct. She can hold a beat like nobody's business. And she's so precise and doesn't follow anyone because she can hear the beat outside the music and can keep everybody in line and it's really super totally cool. Which leads me to the coolest thing about my super duper talented little sister:
SHE'S DRUM MAJOR!!!!!
Yeah, as a sophomore. That is a HUGE deal. For those of you who don't know much about the Bulldog Band, that may not make any sense. Basically our marching band is 200 strong and there are three drum majors, that are basically the conductors for all the football games' halftime shows, for their contest marching shows, everything. They OWN the marching band. And then in the off-season they're kind of like aids to the teachers. And making it as a sophomore is a HUGE DEAL because you're in charge of the ENTIRE band and you're what's keeping them on beat, so it's a giant tribute to just how amazingly talented my sister is.
BECAUSE SHE IS THE MOST AWESOME EVARRRSS.
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