Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I love to sing out loud, have I said that before. It makes me happy and it makes me feel the music. I love to just sit, stand and lay while singing. In the shower, in bed, in the fridge, my cupboards.....anywhere. Sometimes when I have my headphones in and I am walking around campus I get the urge to sing and so my lips start moving and I can't help but wanna sing my heart out. Sometimes I just want to sing instead of breathe. I don't know it is a little insane but.....just sing!
Monday, January 12, 2009
West Virginia--Best place ever!
01-12-09
I don't know if I could ever describe the beauty of the place that I have in mind but I shall try. I went on my first real vacation 2 years ago to Ocean City, Maryland and that was pretty fun but when I was younger we spent a week every summer in Wheeling, West Virginia, with family. I never appreciated that amazing place until we skipped it one year for the Ocean. Wheeling...there really isn't much to it for most people but for me it holds practically everything. West Virginia was my happy place when I was younger. I have no bad memories of that place, only good. Everyone there is pretty much family and the sceneryand architecture is desolate in a hauntingly beautiful way. It was once a city for many, mostly coal miners, but now it is a dead place with old wrecked buildings with properties that hold better cars than houses. For years it was the center of everything; back then I never noticed how dead it was. At 14 I picked up on its death and lack of growth, except for the ivy that continues to grow and grab hold of and cover all that it can. This place, I thought at 14, was a dump.... but Wheeling transformed for me very quickly. Itwas no longer the dead city I though but a city of possibilities.
Every family has it's oddities and my family most definitely does. My family is a little interesting but my perspective has changed over the past few years. My Dad has a real firm grip on family history and his father has a real firm grip on stories. I remember the past few summers I spent there so clearly. The stories my Pap told me and the taste of family history my Dad gave me. Pap decided, after much begging, to take us graveyard walking at night. He took us to one that we had visited, biked to and just rambled through on many occasions but then he turned our heads when he suggested taking us to another graveyard. This one didn't hold any family but the stories he told us that night were so vivid. History became alive to me, I could see what his life had once been. He showed us the old buildings he played in as a child, the theatre he would sneak into and the graveyard he walked through every night to get to work. The stories were haunting and thrilling because they were his past, something he never talked about to us. West Virginia has always been my favorite vacation spot and always will be.
I could go on but I won't bore you. Wheeling, West Virginia is more to me than any other place. It's gorgeous, it's decrepit, you can see the past everywhere you turn and you can see yourself more clearly with all it can teach you.
I don't know if I could ever describe the beauty of the place that I have in mind but I shall try. I went on my first real vacation 2 years ago to Ocean City, Maryland and that was pretty fun but when I was younger we spent a week every summer in Wheeling, West Virginia, with family. I never appreciated that amazing place until we skipped it one year for the Ocean. Wheeling...there really isn't much to it for most people but for me it holds practically everything. West Virginia was my happy place when I was younger. I have no bad memories of that place, only good. Everyone there is pretty much family and the sceneryand architecture is desolate in a hauntingly beautiful way. It was once a city for many, mostly coal miners, but now it is a dead place with old wrecked buildings with properties that hold better cars than houses. For years it was the center of everything; back then I never noticed how dead it was. At 14 I picked up on its death and lack of growth, except for the ivy that continues to grow and grab hold of and cover all that it can. This place, I thought at 14, was a dump.... but Wheeling transformed for me very quickly. Itwas no longer the dead city I though but a city of possibilities.
Every family has it's oddities and my family most definitely does. My family is a little interesting but my perspective has changed over the past few years. My Dad has a real firm grip on family history and his father has a real firm grip on stories. I remember the past few summers I spent there so clearly. The stories my Pap told me and the taste of family history my Dad gave me. Pap decided, after much begging, to take us graveyard walking at night. He took us to one that we had visited, biked to and just rambled through on many occasions but then he turned our heads when he suggested taking us to another graveyard. This one didn't hold any family but the stories he told us that night were so vivid. History became alive to me, I could see what his life had once been. He showed us the old buildings he played in as a child, the theatre he would sneak into and the graveyard he walked through every night to get to work. The stories were haunting and thrilling because they were his past, something he never talked about to us. West Virginia has always been my favorite vacation spot and always will be.
I could go on but I won't bore you. Wheeling, West Virginia is more to me than any other place. It's gorgeous, it's decrepit, you can see the past everywhere you turn and you can see yourself more clearly with all it can teach you.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Letter to my "would be" hubby
Dear Husband,
Wow what would I be without you? Probably the poor, coniving woman I once was but no longer am I poor, only coniving. If it weren't for you, I would still wear miss matched socks and I would still be searching for my bedroom floor. The maid you hired is great, have I told you that? She is such a thorough cleaner; yesterday she cleaned our kitchen floor with a toothbrush! The cook is pretty great too; although, lately I have been craving the Korean food we ate on our honeymoon. Is there anyway that you can hire a Korean cook, not that I am complaining because anything is an improvement from the food I used to steal from people's trash cans -- the whole ten second rule is so bogus.
Life is so great now that I have you and your money in my life. You should have seen me before. I was a kind person. I worked hard to make a name for myself, I had goals, a career but you saved me from all of that. Now, I have just you and it is so great. We do so many great things together. Travelling with you is amazing and no longer do I worry about saving money like I used to on trips. That beautiful diamond ring you bought me during our trip in Africa seems to sparkle more and more with each passing day.
My parents were exremely impressed when I told them I was marrying you and showed them the first ring you gave me. It was so kind of you to take my parents under your wing and buy them that mansion on the water. You are so selfless, like the other day when that bum asked me for some change and you called your body guard to beat the stuffing out of that old poor man. Oh what a man but I have to be honest with you now. I lied when I said that I was Bill Gates' niece and I was to inherit all his money and that I am related to the Royal Family but I am sure you understand.
Darling I love you and I hope you know me better now.
Love me a lot,
Kaitlin
PS: Oh and would you mind asking your driver to pick up my dry cleaning on the way home
By the way I am really not this shallow or mean....or heartless.
Wow what would I be without you? Probably the poor, coniving woman I once was but no longer am I poor, only coniving. If it weren't for you, I would still wear miss matched socks and I would still be searching for my bedroom floor. The maid you hired is great, have I told you that? She is such a thorough cleaner; yesterday she cleaned our kitchen floor with a toothbrush! The cook is pretty great too; although, lately I have been craving the Korean food we ate on our honeymoon. Is there anyway that you can hire a Korean cook, not that I am complaining because anything is an improvement from the food I used to steal from people's trash cans -- the whole ten second rule is so bogus.
Life is so great now that I have you and your money in my life. You should have seen me before. I was a kind person. I worked hard to make a name for myself, I had goals, a career but you saved me from all of that. Now, I have just you and it is so great. We do so many great things together. Travelling with you is amazing and no longer do I worry about saving money like I used to on trips. That beautiful diamond ring you bought me during our trip in Africa seems to sparkle more and more with each passing day.
My parents were exremely impressed when I told them I was marrying you and showed them the first ring you gave me. It was so kind of you to take my parents under your wing and buy them that mansion on the water. You are so selfless, like the other day when that bum asked me for some change and you called your body guard to beat the stuffing out of that old poor man. Oh what a man but I have to be honest with you now. I lied when I said that I was Bill Gates' niece and I was to inherit all his money and that I am related to the Royal Family but I am sure you understand.
Darling I love you and I hope you know me better now.
Love me a lot,
Kaitlin
PS: Oh and would you mind asking your driver to pick up my dry cleaning on the way home
By the way I am really not this shallow or mean....or heartless.
If I had a reality show.......
Okay I have never really thought about having a reality show but I have always thought that my life was like the Truman Show. You know the movie with Jim Carrey, where his whole life has been a hoax and his family and friends are all actors and he is the only of who thinks it's real. The reality show that I will star in will be a little different but similar to the Truman Show. It will be called "When you think no one is looking".
It will pretty much be me, the host, showing clips of all the random, crazy things that people do when, go figure, no one is looking. Things like making revolting noises(you know what I mean), singing Handel's Messiah in the shower, picking things that shouldn't be picked, fat people sneaking into the fridge and eating that left over steak they shouldn't have cooked, saying things that shouldn't be said in polite society, plotting to destroy--not the world-- but your best friends life by stealing her husband and children from underneath her since she stole your boyfriend in 6th grade, writing letters to Dear Abby about your pathetic husband who doesn't know how pathetic he is(of course after we catch you doing this, he will). Then there will be other things like crying over "Days of Our Lives" when little Jonny (now big, over weight Jonny) comes out of a 20 year a coma and calls his wife "mother" or taking that cookie your roommate just dropped in the trash can and savoring every bite of it, including whatever was growing out of it.
Of course this show probably won't go into production becaus it's too degrading and I really don't want to know what people are doing when no is looking. But if it were to go on tv it would play out like this; I would be the host and we would show the person doing the horrendous thing they were doing when "no one" was looking but....first we would give a synopsis of their life and how, Tom, the perfect child would never give the dog beer and watch him stumble around like his bum Uncle Jo would do after Tom's mother had dropped him off to his AA meetings. Then I, the host, would proceed to catch them and point and laugh and tell them how lame they are.
So this show will never go on air, but it's the best I could come up with...but like I said before I'm really not heartless or mean.....okay maybe just a little.
It will pretty much be me, the host, showing clips of all the random, crazy things that people do when, go figure, no one is looking. Things like making revolting noises(you know what I mean), singing Handel's Messiah in the shower, picking things that shouldn't be picked, fat people sneaking into the fridge and eating that left over steak they shouldn't have cooked, saying things that shouldn't be said in polite society, plotting to destroy--not the world-- but your best friends life by stealing her husband and children from underneath her since she stole your boyfriend in 6th grade, writing letters to Dear Abby about your pathetic husband who doesn't know how pathetic he is(of course after we catch you doing this, he will). Then there will be other things like crying over "Days of Our Lives" when little Jonny (now big, over weight Jonny) comes out of a 20 year a coma and calls his wife "mother" or taking that cookie your roommate just dropped in the trash can and savoring every bite of it, including whatever was growing out of it.
Of course this show probably won't go into production becaus it's too degrading and I really don't want to know what people are doing when no is looking. But if it were to go on tv it would play out like this; I would be the host and we would show the person doing the horrendous thing they were doing when "no one" was looking but....first we would give a synopsis of their life and how, Tom, the perfect child would never give the dog beer and watch him stumble around like his bum Uncle Jo would do after Tom's mother had dropped him off to his AA meetings. Then I, the host, would proceed to catch them and point and laugh and tell them how lame they are.
So this show will never go on air, but it's the best I could come up with...but like I said before I'm really not heartless or mean.....okay maybe just a little.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
What more can I say?
What more can I say, I finally discovered what a blog is and here I am....writing in MY blog. It's not your blog, it's mine, do you hear? I can't wait to eventually have people read this, when I am famous and rich, because they won't read it unless I tell them to by hunting them down with some kind of dangerous object. So, what more can I say, then what has just been said because what was just said is amazing and someday it will go down in history.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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