West of Somewhere

I Get Wherever I’m Going

Due to some unfortunate circumstances, I have some new college plans. I won’t be going directly to a four year university. Which is shit, but whatever. I’ve had time to get over it now. So here is the new plan:

- Go to Sac City for two years or less. (It has a really nice campus. I like that.)

- Transfer to one of these schools: Long Beach State, San Francisco State, UCLA, or UCSB.

As for where I’ll be living next year, I’m trying to get the hell out of my house. So if you’re going to be living in Sacramento next year, hit me up. I need roommates. Hopefully I’ll be able to harass Justin into it (because he’s going to CSUS next year.) So yeah. If you’re going to Delta, think about moving up here and living with me! We can go to SCC (or you can go to American River) together instead.

People Love To Drink Their Troubles Away

Badass Ain’t Even Half

Hello Kate. I’m not sure how I feel about your hair. It’s so… normal.

Can’t Stop Feeling

I blog out my emotions. But honestly, the best ones are kept private. I keep looking at my latest post (which is private) and I really would like to post it to the public; it would make me feel better. But I can’t do that. Because that would mean me laying out all my… insecurities. And that’s not really what anyone wants to do, is it? But then again, it kind of is.

The Last Time, I’m Thinking Of The First Time

I like attention. I like it when people tell me they love me more than they have to. I like it when people flirt with me. I like it when people act like they not only want to see me, but need to. And most of all I like touching people. I’m also insecure as fuck. I need you to make sure I know that you’re there. Because I don’t have labels for anything anymore. And yeah, I like those. Stability. I’m sad to say these are not only the products of The Bitch v.1.

Maybe it’s the time of the year, but I remember being in a very similar predicament this time last year.

Escape Me

I’m a shitty person. It’s a major character flaw.

California Dreaming

I finally got around to throwing a video together from this summer. This is from the trip Travis, Beau, Juan, and I took to San Francisco on July 10th and 11th. It was such fun. :]

No Name No.5

Let’s talk about my name for a bit, shall we? I recently changed it on Facebook to “Katelyn.” If you know me well at all, you know that I really dislike being called Katelyn. It doesn’t really feel like my name because people hardly ever use it. Like, I wouldn’t turn right away if someone said it. However, over the past year I’ve grown to hate it a lot less. I wouldn’t like it at all if people started to call me Katelyn casually in conversation, but for major events and stuff, things that mean something, I’ve come to the conclusion that I like it. (Something I have the feeling I’m going to regret posting.)

Then there is Katie. The most common name I’m referred to with. *Sigh* I wish it wasn’t. I mean, I don’t dislike it. I just… I dunno. I feel like it is very much a part of my childhood. It doesn’t bother me when people use it. Sometimes it’s quite nice. It’s… loving even. But overused. I want it to be, I dunno, special? I won’t have this problem when I get out of high school. I’ll meet new people and then it will just be my family and good friends from high school and younger that use it. Then it truly will be special. A niche group, you know? I just don’t want it to be so damn common.

Now, there is Kate. Oh hey. I genuinely like being called Kate. My mother named me Katelyn with the intention that I would be Kate as an adult. Why she didn’t just name me Kate remains a mystery. But yeah, I like it. And I know some of my friends don’t, but how about you have some respect, because it’s my name. So… yeah. :]