Sunday, November 8, 2009

Good moods are good, yes?

So, this weekend. It was fantastic. Yeah, we didn't have school on Thursday or Friday, and on those two days I just did nothing.


But, on Saturday, I happened to run into someone. Twice.

And today, we chilled, just me and him.

It was nice.

It put me in a good mood, for a really long time. (:

Seriously, I've had to bite my lip all day to keep myself from smiling.

Just thought I'd let y'all know just how happy I am right now.

All Kate's Love.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Irony of Time

Yesterday, I took a MySpace survey, and the question was, "Do you ever lie awake in the morning and think about life?" And my answer was, "No." I've never done that before, no way. I save my thinking for before I fall asleep, because usually that takes me some time. But, I woke up early again this morning, and I had a thought.


I always wonder about what the kateconroy-voza of exactly one year ago would think of me now, and sometimes I imagine her watching me now, like a movie, out of my eyes. And, I had a realization.

All my life, everything I was doing at that time, everything I liked, everything I didn't like, everything I did that defined me as me, I always thought I'd be living just like that for the rest of my life. I thought I was so right at that time, and I would never change, because, A. It was what I liked at the time and I couldn't imagine not liking it or not doing it, and B. I'm very stubborn, and I've always known that.

But, this morning, I realized that, everything I am right now, I have never been before. Last year, I was a totally different person. And, right now, I can't imagine being an inch different next year, but I will be. And, I never let that thought leak into my brain until today.

There will always be somethings that don't change. Like, Twilight, for instance. That's a life-long kind of thing. But, last year around this time, I used to pack on the makeup. But, just months later I had really turned it down, and a few months after that, it was almost down to nothing. But at the time, I pictured myself doing that until I die.

I wonder who I'll be next year, and I wish I could get a glimpse. Like, I'd be able to watch myself for a little while, at random intervals throughout a day, and then at the end of the day, my memory of it would be wiped out. And the same thing the next day.

All Kate's Love.