and claim your spot in line at your local Walmart the night before Nov. 17.
In just one short month Sarah Palin's memoir "Going Rouge" will be hitting the shelves!

And what an excellent example of personality disorders it will be.
I, However, will not be waiting in line like a crazed Harry Potter or Twilight fan the night before a new book release.
Instead, I'll wait to pick my copy up at  garage sale next summer. But as for you...

Perhaps now that you know the release date you're so excited that you'll spend endless nights tossing and turning in your sleep till the day comes when you can hold this beautiful work of art in your hands. We'll dry your tears, I've provided you with a little sneak peek to tide you over...
http://www.postchronicle.com/news/business/article_212258793.shtml?rssfeed

Enjoy.
And remember, put a big red sharpie S.P. enclosed in a heart on your calendar for 17th of next month! You won't want to miss it!

It's one of the coldest days so far this week. I am on my way to class when I see a small crowd of people gathered around a booth outside the center for the arts. They appear to be waiting in line for something. As I approach there's a sign that says "FREE HOT CHOCOLATE, Stay Warm!" I stand in line and a girl pours cocoa from a thermo into styrofoam cups, as a guy hands one to me with shaking hands. A student next to me asks how long they've been out here, and the guy replies "since 8:30". It is now 10:20, but he reassures us that he will "warm back up between classes" when he sits in the ice fishing house with the heater on...
Now that's dedication.
Imagine that, people dedicated to making others happy.
I wish my heart was that kind.
Walking to my class I notice that there is a sticker on my cup with a bible verse on it, John 3:16.
I assumed it was the campus christian club that was running the booth.

Now I sit in my Psyc. lecture enjoying my cup of delicious hot cocoa.
I wonder if they know that they made my day.

 

I guess I shouldn't complain about having classes anymore, at least they give me something to do.

Today was the most boring day I've had in a long time, and I've only been up for about 6 hours.

what the fuck. 
Something, anything interesting happen. PLEASE!!!
You need to get your act together today and start producing some excitement , life.


On a side note: going the wrong way down a one way always calls for a good time.

Dear Journal,

I would like to thank you for allowing me to write to you about random, retarded shit at ungodly hours in the morning. I'm pretty sure if I didn't I would be out acting like a huge fag (in reference to the last few things i've written). I enjoy looking back on the things that I write that I wish I would say or do, but I'm thankful that I just write them down and don't  end up actually acting upon those ideas. You save me sometimes. THANKS, journal!

Deepest sympathy, 
                              Catelin

Catelin, you need to lighten up. 









Painting class soon!

Today during my multi-cultural critical thinking class something stood out from the usual mutter of discussion.
Someone was singing.
Perhaps a person in a film that was being watched by the "art of listening" class in the auditorium...
It sounded like some sort of opera.
It was beautiful.

This weekend I did not read "Mean Spirit" like I planned on doing.

I did however go to a party and drunk-sat friends.

I danced like an idiot.

Not because I was drunk, but because I thought I would make the best out of the situation.

Being the only sober one at a party can sometimes be lame so you have to do something to keep yourself entertained.

It's not like the people there would remember who I was anyway.

They were all too drunk.

I think they really liked my dance moves.

There was a guy there dressed up as Jesus.

He was the coolest.

I saw Zach's face turn from a pale white color to a Bright red, and then he started sweating perfusely.

It was FANTASTIC!

20 seconds after I asked if he was alright he was in the bathroom projectile vomiting.

Zach is a happy drunk, and while I was in the process of walking him home he was convinced that it felt like he was on the moon.

"I'm wal-king on-the moooon!"

After bringing him back I really didn't plan on going back to the party, but Becca was excited to be spending time with Craig and I didn't want to ruin her fun.

We drug Marvin along since he said he didn't want to drink either, which was great because I needed someone who wasn't mentally impaired by alcohol to keep me company.

Yeah... no drinking for Marvin, MY ASS!

Marivn is easy to manipulate when he is drunk.

I found out many of his secrets and then made fun of him the next day.

Marvin, unlike Zach, was a HUGE pain in the ass to get home.

He is manic depressive when he is drunk and he wasn't even nearly as wasted as Zach.

Mood swings from hell.

When I did get him into Ballard he screamed " I HAVE TO CHECK MY FACEBOOK!" and started running towards the computer lab.

Shortly after he turned the corner he ran into a drinking fountain and fell over.

I lost it!

Eventually my fit of laughter subsided, and just when I though I couldn't laugh any harder some kid walked by and his facial expression was priceless.

My sides hurt from laughing, but that kid was nice enough to help me open the door to the stairwell/elevator area.

Lawrence, the RA for their floor, caught us both times bringing Zach and Marvin back to their rooms.

He was actually nice and supportive about it, and I've gained even more respect for him.

Oh how college students spend their Saturdays.

This is what it looks like when you throw up a lot and rupture a bunch of veins in your eye. In case you were wondering.

mmm  Zach's eye looks like red jello.



I just pulled an english paper out of my ass in a 1/2 hr.

Lets just hope I can somehow read most of that book tomorrow.

Well I'm off to return movies. They were due yesterday. good thing it's under Zach's name. HA.

my hair is no longer broken.

It is fixed and it is wonderful.

look here....



and I would like everyone to know that taco bell is delicious and fun.
I love these people.
They make happies and they make life interesting.
You just wish you had some sweet glasses.
 

yeah I lied about my haircut being alright.
so uhm, yesterday I went to go get my haircut.
I was at the mall with becca and was like o hay hair place k sweet.
I'm generally not picky about how my hair is done but I found a picture that i liked and tada hair was cut off.
I got home an was like HOLY SHIT FUCK ASS SLUT BITCH, MY HAIR!
yeah the hair dresser horribly mutilated my do.
all I can do is laugh.
Now I look like scout from the "To Kill A Mockingbird" movie.
in other words I look HAWT!...
in a pathetic 7 year old tomboy sort of way of course.
Looks like I will be wearing hats and pony tails for the next six months.
Actually, no. Tomorrow I am getting my hair cut at a different place. It's not like they can fuck up my hair anymore. BUT if they prove me wrong and things do go terribly terribly wrong again I am cutting off all my hair and sporting the boy cut style that I did for so many years back in elementary school.
Pls if you do see me, and I have super short hair greet me with "Catelin, did you recently come out of the closet?" or "Catelin, whats next, a sex change?"
I will laugh and greatly appreciate it.
kthnx.



see for yourself.
trust me when I say this really grainy photo doesn't do the real thing justice.


"Well, it would be sort of like shooting a mockingbird, wouldn't it?"-Scout.

This week has been so great. I don't know what happened but I'm in such a great mood, and everything seems to be going right. Ever since I first arrived at college I was in a shitty mood; cynical, bitchy, anti-social, and a complete asshole to everyone. I couldn't enjoy anything. But after I took that well needed long vacation I am feeling so good. Maybe that's all I needed, a little time to myself.

Yesterday Marvin asked If I was okay. He thought something was wrong because I hadn't made fun of him all day, and I wasn't being a HUGE bitch. It was true though, well partially. I made fun of him behind his back. But he was right...I was acting different, being nicer, laughing, and actually enjoying things.

Anyway, so many great things happened this week, and it's only Wednesday!
First off, I didn't take my Biology exam on Monday like I was suppose to, but the teacher let me make it up anyway.
I also went to sign up for a time to meet with my adviser to figure out what classes I need to register for in the spring. A lot of the spaces on the schedule were filled, and the open times conflicted with my classes. Turns out Donna had a open time right then, so Becca and I got ours done right away...aaaand because I took so many credits this semester I get to take it easy during the spring semester. so good.
I nonchalantly  ended up doing a paper for my multi-cultural critical thinking class that isn't due till next week. That alone was a surprise and a huge relief because I would have put it off till the last minute.
Not only that, I got back my "Monster" paper. I was so certain that that paper was hands down the biggest piece of shit I'd ever written, but I got a good grade. what?  yeah. what the hell!
I missed a bunch of math, which is always bad because then i never know what the hell is going on. Turns out we  just covered functions so I wasn't horribly behind on my homework and lecture.
Today I got back my english paper. A little something I pulled out of my ass in an hour before class. I got an A+..an A fucking plus!
Sometimes procrastination has sweet rewards.
I also went to the mall today and got a hair cut. At first I was pissed because I fucking hated it, but when i got home and took a shower it ended up looking alright afterwards.
and to top everything off, while I was changing pants I found 10 dollars in my pocket. SCORE!
I sure hope things don't change.
I'm loving this week.
I'm loving life!

Things I've learned, accomplished, and achieved over fall break.
+ I will never take trees in large quantities for granted ever again.
+ Never buy gas at an Armor gas station in Canyon.
+ I'm going to be a storm chaser when I grow up.
+ Sometimes wasting a day watching tv isn't so bad. That is if you are watching one great show after another on the Discovery Channel.
+ Mashed Potatos still remains one of my all time favorite foods.
+ Extended vacations make me very very happy.
+ 1408 is a terrible scary movie which means I still have yet to see a decent scary movie.
+ On the flip side, Enemy At The Gates is a good movie, and Elizabeth town wasn't such a bad movie either. It made me laugh.
+Talks with Dana never grow old.
+ I still hate phones.
+ At the age of 18 I still haven't gotten over my social retardation.
+ I will probably be a professional crastinator for my entire life.
+ Sometimes your family members are the best people to be with.
+ I need to further expand my music selection.
+ I'm way too excited for deer hunting season.
+ There are some things that I actually do miss about college. Mainly hanging out with Becca and having meals cooked for me 3 times a day.
+ I have 0 tolerance for spicy food.
+ Chuck Berry, CCR, and Queen is some of the best music to jam to in the car.
+ Jumping in a pile of leaves is still fun.
+ If you eat to the point of wanting to vomit, then take a nice long nap, you will wake up feeling the best you've ever felt in a long time.
+ Eddie is a champion at pull-ups.
+ I need to start taking college more seriously.
+ Pat's car is officially "Cokie" the crack mobile. (crack actually included as a part of the car's purchase. haha)
+ Deerwood has a Smile Central center where the building actually does smile at you.
+ I love the smell of burning wood. Outside fires, wood stoves, fire places...mmm.
+ Many days of rain lulled me to sleep this week.
+ Someone in Cotton has an important and extremely hilarious political statement to make. *see billboards outside of town.
+ My grandma still has a ridiculous little phobia of  mice, and there is a cute little mouse living in her kitchen.
+ Unlikely things can make the best gifts. who knew new socks could be so great?!  :)
+ I have a terrible voice but I love to sing along to great songs... nobody can ruin my fun!
+ Pat has a great tolerance for putting up with a five hour car ride filled with previously stated singing.
+ Pat and I stopped at Good Will. It's a great place to find fun hats, and cd's that are both laughworthy and so good. (score! Maurice John Vaughn cd)
+ KFC for the first time in 6 years. first time in my entire life that I actually ate my meal from KFC inside the restaurant.
+ Never Judge the Westgate mall by its puke orange exterior.
+ It's okay to get excited over dumb things.
+ There are three more books that I need to buy: A Farewell to Arms, On Bullshit, and Erewhon, or Over The Range.
+ Super balls are still highly entertaining.
+ I still plan on going tirck or treating. I don't even care that I am too old.

Things I haven't learned, accomplished, and achieved over fall break.
+homework.

    I'm going to be a storm chaser when I grow up.

Don't believe me?...
 
Just wait and see!

Today I went to go visit my uncle at the hospital. He didn't seem so well, but the doctors had to change his bandages so my grandma, little cousin Caleb, and myself had to leave for an hour or so. I made the suggestion of visiting my great aunt Ruth, since we haven't seen her in a while. When we got to her apartment we found that there were two other people there that I knew....or that I should have known. I recognized the lady from my grad party and assumed that the man she was with was her husband. Maybe she is related to me, I'm not sure, and I'm horrible with names and remembering. Anyway, We got there and the apartment was crammed. Boxes were piled everywhere because my aunt was in the process of moving, places to sit were lacking, and all together the place was a bit packed. The lady and man were seated at the table and my grandma and cousin took a seat on the couch leaving a recliner at the far end of the room that was hard to get to and a walker-stool type seat. I told them that I could stand in the kitchen so nobody would have to move, but the lady insisted on moving to the recliner so that someone could take a seat at the table.My aunt  Ruth said she would sit  in the stool and that I could have a seat at the table, so I sat down.  After everyone was seated and talked for a while the lady behind me asked if either Caleb or I would move the stool to the other side of the table so that my aunt could sit now that she was done in the kitchen. I was in the process of getting up when she broke out into a fit of anger. I don't know why she got upset, I mean she only gave me all of 0.2 seconds to respond to her request, but she continued with her outbreak of anger. She yelled at me and Caleb to hurry up, and then started complaining about how teenagers these days are lazy and rude, and have lost respect for their elders.

I immediately liked her.
That lady meant business.

On another note, jumping in a pile of leaves every fall never gets old.
I was fortunate in having Calvin in my presence because he has superb leaf collecting/raking abilities.

Change isn't so bad sometimes.
I notice that I fall into the same patterns when it comes to "everyday" sort of things.
Once I've done something and grown accustom to it,  it's normally what i stick with.
For instance, during meal times at the cafeteria I always sit at tall tables. Ever since I first sat down at a tall table to eat it feels weird sitting at the low ones.
 I think it might be a psychological thing.
I've also noticed the routes I take when I walk to and from classes are almost always the same.
Even the bathroom and shower stalls I use are usually the same ones.

Today I decided to walk back from lunch a different way than I usually do, and I found that this way was a lot better.
I will probably end up making that my new route, which in the end will end up developing into a new pattern, and the process continues.
I guess I'm weird like that.
I don't think it's that I'm unwilling to change...
I'm just content with how things are until I find out something is better by wandering off course once in a while.


During lunch I tried buffalo chicken pizza.
It was slightly spicy and awkwardly interesting tasting.
I haven't decided if I like it yet or not.
I think I'll stick with pepperoni or cheese pizza until i decide. 

Over time people lose appreciation for things.
Every once in a while I realize that I do the same, and I begin to notice how many things I take for granted. I think about all the great things I have; friends, family, a decent life in general, and I am overcome with this immense feeling of happiness. Then I realize how many things I've lost or grown apart from and this realization makes me want to change things and set things right again; to re-learn appreciation.


Too bad my ambition for setting things right never stays for too long.
But at least I keep my appreciation for things in perspective for a while longer.