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stuff'/><category term='pigtails + West Side Story...'/><category term='history lesson...'/><category term='writers blocky-block'/><category term='good news...'/><category term='RA + School + Drama'/><category term='crazy weather...'/><category term='family video...'/><category term='lullaby...'/><category term='Update'/><category term='singing...'/><category term='weirdness....'/><category term='Boo.'/><category term='changes=good'/><category term='tomorrow'/><category term='a new place'/><title type='text'>Katie Being Katie</title><subtitle type='html'>A Way To Get Into My Head...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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Yeah, I remember those days too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not writing because...because...oh alright! The truth is that I have writer's block. I simply have NO idea has to what to write about! Do I write about funny things that have happened to me? Do I write a random thought? Do I record a vlog to make things easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply have no idea. I NEED ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only thing that could be interesting is the fact that I have signed up for community college and that now I am busy trying to get my license. I wish I had more things to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Confused and Bewildered Writer,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8586927969979152795?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8586927969979152795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8586927969979152795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8586927969979152795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8586927969979152795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2011/03/remember-when.html' title='Remember When...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1689102170168393272</id><published>2011-01-21T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:55:18.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;MINE! MINE! MINE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's amazing how many times I've said this to God. When it comes to my future, I just keep saying, "MINE! &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; want to decided what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;  want!" As I get older, I become more selfish. Sounds unbelievable, but  it's true. For example, I just auditioned yesterday for the main role in  the spring musical. Since it's the last production I'll do for a long  time, I decided, "What the heck?! I'll go for it!" At first, it was like  that. But, now I feel like if I don't get the main part, I might as  well be a backup dancer or something. Both my parents and my conscience  keep telling me, "God will give you a part that will fit into your  school schedule." I keep thinking, "Yes, yes. I know. I know."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most  people will say that being selfish is apart of being human. And it's  true! But, being selfish is not okay. God calls us to become Christ-like  (the meaning of Christianity). Selfishness causes chaos. Trust me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take  that Greek story about the Trojan Horse. Because of selfishness (and,  okay, lust), the king stole away the beautiful Helena, thus causing a  war between the Trojans and the Greeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lesson To Learn: Never EVER steal a beautiful woman from another country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/p&gt;Lesson To Learn: Selfishness = Chaos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1689102170168393272?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1689102170168393272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1689102170168393272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1689102170168393272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1689102170168393272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2011/01/mine.html' title='Mine!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8954223899158103928</id><published>2011-01-05T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T14:32:31.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTxflSyzfI/AAAAAAAAA94/24_yjHyCuyM/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTxflSyzfI/AAAAAAAAA94/24_yjHyCuyM/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye old blog. I will still post, but not as much. Good bye!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8954223899158103928?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8954223899158103928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8954223899158103928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8954223899158103928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8954223899158103928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2011/01/good-bye.html' title='Good-Bye'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTxflSyzfI/AAAAAAAAA94/24_yjHyCuyM/s72-c/IMG_0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7454844922058685654</id><published>2011-01-05T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:01:28.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done'/><title type='text'>its done</title><content type='html'>http://katiebeingkaty.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a lot shorter than i thought it would take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7454844922058685654?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7454844922058685654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7454844922058685654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7454844922058685654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7454844922058685654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-done.html' title='its done'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4124892265016203075</id><published>2011-01-05T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:17:27.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a new place'/><title type='text'>A New Year, A New Place</title><content type='html'>Guess I'll tumble onto tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all...all the cool kids are doing it. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will still be up and all, but I think that it'll be cool to have something like tumblr. I guess. And I'm not too sure if you guys know this, but I have a creative spot where I write...well...creative things. It'll still be on this website. You can find this creative blog in the link in the little doobley-doo on your right. Tumblr will be up tonight, but I'll still keep on writing on this blog. Catch ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4124892265016203075?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4124892265016203075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4124892265016203075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4124892265016203075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4124892265016203075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-place.html' title='A New Year, A New Place'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1896300987625406240</id><published>2010-12-20T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T11:44:11.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life sucks God can help'/><title type='text'>Life Sucks</title><content type='html'>I'm probably not the only person who has had days where everything seemed to go down hill...rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My career has been chosen, my college has been chosen...but, sometimes it feels almost like as though my parents chose it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I love my parents. Seriously. I love them so much that I will introduce them to my boyfriend before our date. And I don't know many teenagers who are willing to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that sometimes I feel like my parents are taking over my life. They chose things that are things that I am not very passionate about. I mean, I've been praying that God will show me what to do with my life, but I don't see it yet. So, while I'm waiting on God to show me what to do, my parents chose a career for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The career is a ultrasound technician. They make REALLY REALLY good money AND if their families have to move to another state, there will be a job for them there without much drama. AND the work hours are good. This is all good stuff, but...I'm not too sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I was explaining my job to one of my brothers (who is very intelligent in certain areas of life). He asked me why I wanted to do it. And I didn't have a answer for him, instead my PARENTS (horrible, i know) gave him an answer. Then, the doubts came to plague my mind. I didn't even know WHY I wanted to do it or WHY I chose this career to become my career. Ever since then, I've had these things going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school is nearly ending and I still haven't chosen anything. I understand that God has His perfect timing, but sometimes, the timing doesn't seem so perfect. I've been looking in the medical field for a career, but sometimes I have a feeling that I'm not suppose to be there. Like as though, my life is suppose to be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at my bible study one day we were talking about everyday glories and how God wants us to live a quiet life so that we can hear Him more clearly. I was assigned Isaiah 30:21 read aloud. It said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your own ears will hear Him. Right behind you a voice will say, 'This is the way you should go,' whether to the right or left."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I felt my heart leap with joy within that second. God WILL show me what to do, but for now I need to prepare myself for whatever career comes my way. Then, I remembered something I read a few months earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I discovered a little devotion in the new Bible I received at church. The words made me cry and discover that I'm not the only person who is trying to figure out what God wants me to do. In fact, many Christians struggle with this. For example, one of the HSM staff at church was teaching this past weekend. His name is Phil. He talked about giving and receiving (since it was the Christmas series). But the most important thing that stood out to me was that he also had trouble finding what God wants him to do with his life. God seemed to just keep on changing his career path and at first, he didn't get it. He was feeling confused and doubtful of what God wanted him to do. But, now the path seems to be getting clearer to him. He's not there yet, but he soon will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the devotional, they asked for the reader to check out some Bible verses to help encourage them. They were Proverbs 3:5-6, 2 Chronicles 29, and Micah 6:8. Proverbs 3:5-6 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust the Lord with all of your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek His will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Chronicles 29 says (I'm not too sure how this chapter ties to what God wants me to do, but maybe you'll be able to find it...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hezekiah was twenty-five years old when he became king, and he reigned  in Jerusalem twenty-nine years. His mother’s name was Abijah daughter of  Zechariah. He did what was right in the eyes of the LORD, just as his father David had done. In the first month of the first year of his reign, he opened the doors of the temple of the LORD and repaired them. He brought in the priests and the Levites, assembled them in the square on the east side and said: 'Listen to me, Levites! Consecrate yourselves now and  consecrate the temple of the LORD, the God of your ancestors. Remove all  defilement from the sanctuary. Our parents were unfaithful; they did evil in the eyes of the LORD our  God and forsook him. They turned their faces away from the LORD’s  dwelling place and turned their backs on him. They also shut the doors of the portico and put out the lamps. They did  not burn incense or present any burnt offerings at the sanctuary to the  God of Israel. Therefore, the anger of the LORD has fallen on Judah and Jerusalem; he  has made them an object of dread and horror and scorn, as you can see  with your own eyes. This is why our fathers have fallen by the sword and why our sons and daughters and our wives are in captivity. Now I intend to make a covenant with the LORD, the God of Israel, so that his fierce anger will turn away from us. My sons, do not be negligent now, for the LORD has chosen you to stand  before him and serve him, to minister before him and to burn incense.' Then these Levites set to work: from the Kohathites, Mahath son of Amasai and Joel son of Azariah; from the Merarites, Kish son of Abdi and Azariah son of Jehallelel; from the Gershonites, Joah son of Zimmah and Eden son of Joah; from the descendants of Elizaphan,   Shimri and Jeiel; from the descendants of Asaph, Zechariah and Mattaniah; from the descendants of Heman, Jehiel and Shimei; from the descendants of Jeduthun, Shemaiah and Uzziel. When they had assembled their fellow Levites and consecrated  themselves, they went in to purify the temple of the LORD, as the king  had ordered, following the word of the LORD. The priests went into the sanctuary of the LORD to purify it. They  brought out to the courtyard of the LORD’s temple everything unclean  that they found in the temple of the LORD. The Levites took it and  carried it out to the Kidron Valley. They began the consecration on the first day of the first month, and by  the eighth day of the month they reached the portico of the LORD. For  eight more days they consecrated the temple of the LORD itself,  finishing on the sixteenth day of the first month.  Then they went in to King Hezekiah and reported: 'We have purified the  entire temple of the LORD, the altar of burnt offering with all its  utensils, and the table for setting out the consecrated bread, with all  its articles. We have  prepared and consecrated all the articles that King Ahaz removed in his  unfaithfulness while he was king. They are now in front of the LORD’s  altar.' Early the next morning King Hezekiah gathered the city officials together and went up to the temple of the LORD. They brought seven bulls, seven rams, seven male lambs and seven male goats as a sin offering  for the kingdom, for the sanctuary and for Judah. The king commanded  the priests, the descendants of Aaron, to offer these on the altar of  the LORD. So they  slaughtered the bulls, and the priests took the blood and splashed it  against the altar; next they slaughtered the rams and splashed their  blood against the altar; then they slaughtered the lambs and splashed  their blood against the altar. The goats for the sin offering were brought before the king and the assembly, and they laid their hands on them. The priests then slaughtered the goats and presented their blood on the  altar for a sin offering to atone for all Israel, because the king had  ordered the burnt offering and the sin offering for all Israel.  He stationed the Levites in the temple of the LORD with cymbals, harps  and lyres in the way prescribed by David and Gad the king’s seer and  Nathan the prophet; this was commanded by the LORD through his prophets. So the Levites stood ready with David’s instruments, and the priests with their trumpets. Hezekiah gave the order to sacrifice the burnt offering on the altar.  As the offering began, singing to the LORD began also, accompanied by  trumpets and the instruments of David king of Israel. The whole assembly bowed in worship, while the musicians played and the  trumpets sounded. All this continued until the sacrifice of the burnt  offering was completed. When the offerings were finished, the king and everyone present with him knelt down and worshiped. King Hezekiah and his officials ordered the Levites to praise the LORD  with the words of David and of Asaph the seer. So they sang praises with  gladness and bowed down and worshiped.  Then Hezekiah said, 'You have now dedicated yourselves to the LORD.  Come and bring sacrifices and thank offerings to the temple of the  LORD.' So the assembly brought sacrifices and thank offerings, and all  whose hearts were willing brought burnt offerings. The number of burnt offerings the assembly brought was seventy bulls, a  hundred rams and two hundred male lambs—all of them for burnt offerings  to the LORD. The animals consecrated as sacrifices amounted to six hundred bulls and three thousand sheep and goats. The priests, however, were too few to skin all the burnt offerings; so  their relatives the Levites helped them until the task was finished and  until other priests had been consecrated, for the Levites had been more  conscientious in consecrating themselves than the priests had been. There were burnt offerings in abundance, together with the fat of the  fellowship offerings and the drink offerings that accompanied the burnt  offerings. So the service of the temple of the LORD was reestablished. Hezekiah and all the people rejoiced at what God had brought about for his people, because it was done so quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Micah 6:8 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, O people, the Lord has told you what is good, and this is what He requires of you: to do what is right, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is a lot to ask for of you, readers, but could you please pray for me? Though I believe in God and His timing, my nerves and doubts seem to over rule what I want to believe in. Please pray that God will show me the way, because the truth in the matter is that I want to do His will. Truly. I want to do His will, because I know for sure that I can't do life without Him. Thank you and...I love you all so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie &gt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1896300987625406240?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1896300987625406240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1896300987625406240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1896300987625406240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1896300987625406240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-sucks.html' title='Life Sucks'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8145244767837936189</id><published>2010-12-15T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T15:02:12.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas child merry christmas happy new year'/><title type='text'>Bah-Humbug!</title><content type='html'>Christmas...geez...where did the time go this year?!?!?! I've only just started my christmas shopping on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly this year, I'm not so excited about Christmas. I think it is mainly due to the fact that Christmas came too quickly this year. But, I changed my Christmas spirit. The look in my friends' eyes when they saw what i got them for christmas (i gave them a special permission to open them, since they were both feeling sick),  I could feel tears in my eyes. Their eyes sparkled with such a light that I felt moved. They kept on thanking me over and over...they told me that they were to give me a present too. but, i stubbornly told them no, while in my mind seeing their faces were enough of a gift to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how such a simple gift could light up their face. Oh, Lord! I love my friends so much! They are so precious to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of a simple gift, I volunteered at the Samaritian Purse warehouse for Operation Christmas Child. Here is a little introductory video if you are new to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VaSWHkG73Ig?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VaSWHkG73Ig?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn you Christmas Child and your videos! You make me cry every single time!! ;P But, I've been volunteering at Christmas Child for over 4 years. It is such an amazing experience. Trust me. If you are looking to volunteer at a charity or if you are volunteering due to the fact that you need a certain amount of hours for high school, this is it! I wish that I knew how they chose volunteers to take with them to hand out the shoe boxes. To hand out those shoes boxes would be amazing-no-AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After just watching this video, it makes one realize that Christmas is not about presents or sweets things or watching classic Christmas movies such as A Christmas Story. Its about giving to others AND it's about Jesus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel sad that people forget what the holidays are all about. It seems to be wrapped around commercialism and fantasy characters. When it is really about a baby who will save the world from itself. In a way, I'm glad that my mom raised me up believing in Jesus and not in Santa Clause. Maybe this year, I'll bake a birthday cake for Jesus (just like how my mom and I use to do it). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I wish you, readers, a very Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TQlHkbXg51I/AAAAAAAAA9E/z8sgt5N6dhM/s1600/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TQlHkbXg51I/AAAAAAAAA9E/z8sgt5N6dhM/s400/2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551046706858092370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. For more info on Christmas Child, click on this &lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8145244767837936189?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8145244767837936189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8145244767837936189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8145244767837936189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8145244767837936189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/12/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah-Humbug!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TQlHkbXg51I/AAAAAAAAA9E/z8sgt5N6dhM/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7577122539925580776</id><published>2010-12-12T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T17:54:52.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever had that gut feeling? Where your gut was telling you that you are right, while your head thinks otherwise? I had one of those moments today. It feels right, yet your head is telling you that it is impossible that the certain person likes you. How can I ever describe this past month to you readers? It has felt like a month of impossibilities. What seemed wonderful turned into something bad and what seemed bad turned into something good. Even now, my head and my gut are confusing me with so many questions about what is right and what is wrong. At certain times, I feel at a loss as to what to do. I close my eyes and I can only see the bad. Sometimes I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7577122539925580776?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7577122539925580776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7577122539925580776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7577122539925580776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7577122539925580776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-you-ever-had-that-gut-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-421976128393467898</id><published>2010-12-01T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:56:43.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy not so busy boring dull no people allowed'/><title type='text'>Busy Beaver</title><content type='html'>Things have been crazy of late. I just had my brother, my sister-in-law, and my nephew come for Thanksgiving. It was fun, dramatic, and crazy. Unfortunately, I was not so lucky enough to have a whole week off of school. Wish I did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, school is ending and that means finals and portfolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been decided about what to do with my life. I'm going to become a ultrasound technician. Should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be graduating high school next fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to Orange Coast community college starting next summer. I have to get some of the pre-requisites done, so that I have spend 2 to 3 years studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also busy practicing driving, so that I can get a driver's license, which would be VERY handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to act for one last time (since i won't have time after high school). It's a musical (yuck) called Throughly Modern Millie. It's basically about a young girl who moves from the country to the city where she become a secretary. She hopes to marry her boss. On her journey of learning what love truly is, Millie meets many interesting people and eventually meets the love of her life. So, it's basically a romantic-comedy. I'm hoping to get one of the main female roles (please, Lord, don't let it be some old woman). I'm also hoping that I can show Mr. Koff that I can play many other roles and that I'm tired of being stereotyped as an old woman. Let me be someone young! X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing important as happened to me. With the exception that I want to change how i write my posts to people who are not there. :) Congrats on getting this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-421976128393467898?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/421976128393467898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=421976128393467898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/421976128393467898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/421976128393467898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/12/busy-beaver.html' title='Busy Beaver'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5146960491350982400</id><published>2010-11-07T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:43:34.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you say goodbye and I see hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><title type='text'>Hello, again!</title><content type='html'>I guess I've been mainly using my blog for venting and such, because well...i don't know any way to get rid of my anger (except through poetry and such). But, now (I am pleased to say) I am going to talk about more...joyful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start our joyful evening, I will begin with a refresher. When I say a refresher, I mean as in refreshing your mind with some simple facts about myself (that way some new comers will understand me better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 1: I have ADD. I will begin a short, but to the point explanation of ADD. Basically, a certain chemical in your brain doesn't work as it should work. There are certain types of ADD. I like to classify them as the Astronaut and the Tigger. The Astronaut is when your mind wanders a lot. The Tigger is the type that most people think of when ADD (or ADHD) is mentioned. Not only do you lose focus on the now, but you are also SUPER, and I mean SUPER energetic. I am the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 2: I love Harry Potter. Even 20 years from now, I will love Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 3: I LOVE Doctor Who. Trust me, I dressed up as him for Halloween. I have to REALLY love a character in order to dress up as them. Plus, I going to buy my own sonic screwdriver for Christmas. Don't know what it is? Look it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 4: I'm into creative writing. I love writing short stories, but I especially love writing poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 5: I love God. He is awesome and He created you and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 6: I say (or write) the most randomest things ever. If you have been reading or watching (STALKER!!! ;) ) my blog, you'll know that I write pretty wacky things. But hey, why is it called Katie Being Katie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 7: Yes, my name is Katie...stalker. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that should do...for now. Now let's get to business, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TNeKQI1xKBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/z1tdnPjoAnI/s1600/IMG_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TNeKQI1xKBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/z1tdnPjoAnI/s400/IMG_0881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537046276730857490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust me, I'm a Doctor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TNeKP2HVymI/AAAAAAAAA8o/_FbFcHlfzp4/s1600/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TNeKP2HVymI/AAAAAAAAA8o/_FbFcHlfzp4/s400/IMG_0879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537046271704287842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My name is the Doctor and this is my Companion, Michelle." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my awesome Doctor costume. And you have to admit, I did pretty darn good! :) What else has happened in my life besides my parents getting me upset and obsessed with finding a career? Well, I've been going to quite a few performances. Seriously, I've already gone to TWO musicals this year. Yeah, it doesn't sound like much to you, but to me it's truly awesome. First, I went to go see South Pacific on stage at the Orange County Performing Arts Center. We got FANTASTIC seats. When I say fantastic, I mean we were like 5 or 6 rows away from the stage! I feel so blessed to be able to watch the musical, because it just so happens to be one of my most favorite musicals...ever! Then, last Friday I got invited to see a musical at the Concordia University. It was a childrens' musical based on the Frog and Toad books. It was so good! By the end of the night, I was laughing so hard that tears were rolling down my cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another wonderful thing happened. I went to my friend's birthday party and it was down right awesome (yes, another fact about me...i say cool and awesome...a lot)! She has had a hard life and seeing her face when she saw all of her birthday presents. Oh my goodness! She looked like a child on Christmas morning. All eager and bright eyed and bushy-tailed for her pressies. I love seeing people look that happy, it just makes me happy and gooey in the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me to say another special fact and perhaps the last fact for tonight (or morning or afternoon...hmmm...it really depends upon when you are reading this doesn't it?). Recently, I've stopped being excited about my birthday. It doesn't feel as special to me as it use to be. With each year, I groan about my birthday, because in truth I really don't want to celebrate it. It's just another year. That's all it is. Just another year of wasting time on me. I get excited about other peoples' birthdays, but never my own. I just groan and mutter. The only exciting thing about my birthday is spending time with my friends. That is probably the only thing that excites me about my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...it's about time I start on that homework or else I'm going to have to do an all-nighter. Well...goodnight, sleep tight, and don't let the bedbugs bite! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5146960491350982400?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5146960491350982400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5146960491350982400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5146960491350982400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5146960491350982400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-again.html' title='Hello, again!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TNeKQI1xKBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/z1tdnPjoAnI/s72-c/IMG_0881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2442568770217180475</id><published>2010-10-19T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:47:04.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='careers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>On A Lighter Subject...</title><content type='html'>Besides the fact that my parents are extremely worried that I haven't yet decided on a career, I have decided that I want to study abroad. I've done my research and I really want to do it! I'm planning on going to community college and hopefully, I'll have enough money by then to apply to a college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go study in London, England. The college I've been thinking about going to a college called King's College (you could probably research it).  However, the yearly tuition is from $17,500 to $20,000. It's going to be very very very difficult to not only raise the money, but to convince my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, at the moment they don't know for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Do you know how much it costs, Katie?! You know that your father and I don't have that kind of money. Katie, it's unrealistic."- In a discussion one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Honey, I'm getting worried about Katie. You know, she still hasn't decided what to become." - Two evenings ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Katie, I really don't want you to go away. I feel like as though all of my children are going away. *baby voice* I don't like it at all!" - Mom, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each reason, I feel guilty. I feel like as though I'm stabbing them in the back for all of the years of burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm so weak when it comes to the people I love. I don't want to hurt them or push them away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying and crying...and praying...and crying...til it became a habit. I wish that I wasn't so weak. I'm way too soft-hearted for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I wish that I knew what God wanted me to do. Does He want me to go study abroad? What career does He want me to pursue that will use the gifts He has given me? Can He help me harden my heart a little bit so that I don't feel so guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I really need You to help me. I feel so small in the plans that You have for me. Show me what You want from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2442568770217180475?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2442568770217180475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2442568770217180475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2442568770217180475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2442568770217180475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-lighter-subject.html' title='On A Lighter Subject...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8221840045506083525</id><published>2010-10-18T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T16:58:28.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11th doctor...'/><title type='text'>The 11th Doctor - Series 5 Funny Moments and Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/pAZSZfaJEXI/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pAZSZfaJEXI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pAZSZfaJEXI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8221840045506083525?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8221840045506083525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8221840045506083525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8221840045506083525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8221840045506083525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/10/doctor-who-series-5-funny-moments.html' title='The 11th Doctor - Series 5 Funny Moments and Quotes'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2607700698715911337</id><published>2010-10-05T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T10:42:27.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tramatic...'/><title type='text'>A Burden...</title><content type='html'>I need to get a burden off of my shoulders and I pray that this blog will help me get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth of the matter is that I've hated my life here for 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin this statement by telling a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago, my family and I moved from the Bay Area to Lake Forest. We all felt sad to leave our wonderful home, but it had to happen. The cost of our house was slowly killing us, so off we went during the month of June. At first, I was sad to leave my friends and my school behind me. But, once we moved into the new house I felt excited and even happy. My mom enrolled me into the elementary school that we just 20 steps away from our house. I felt scared about going to a new school with new people, but it helped that my brother was going to the same school as me. The first week of school was wonderful. I started making friends with other kids and with my teachers. However, I didn't know that this school was going be the nightmare in my dreams. Slowly, one by one my friends left me. Some backstabbed me, some went to join the popular kid group, and the majority of them called me stupid, idiot, and the stupid girl who couldn't do school. With each name, my confidence in myself dropped dramatically. I came home crying everyday. In fact, I don't remember a day that I didn't cry myself to sleep. For 3 years...I was in that hell hole (if you please pardon my language). Before I knew it, I became quiet (not because i was shy) and I slowly drew to myself. I never said a word to anyone let alone my family. I just became with big ball of sorrow and grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even today, this event sticks to me like glue. The horror of it all is that whenever I walk my dog or go practice driving or riding my bike, that school is right there. Staring me in the face and making me remember the horrible memories. A couple of times, I've dreamed of burning down that school in order to get rid of those memories. Maybe this traumatic experience is the reason why I don't talk to people (in fear of being backstabbed) and the reason why I try not to get close to my friends. I get so scared of what might happen if I do get close...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2607700698715911337?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2607700698715911337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2607700698715911337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2607700698715911337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2607700698715911337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/10/burden.html' title='A Burden...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7126697795456182835</id><published>2010-10-04T19:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:02:27.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff...'/><title type='text'>Stuff?</title><content type='html'>Thought to put down a few pictures of summer camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXVGyzDI/AAAAAAAAA8g/YRL1cOBhR3A/s1600/Summer+Camp+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXVGyzDI/AAAAAAAAA8g/YRL1cOBhR3A/s400/Summer+Camp+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524389921935248434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above) some new and old friends...it was formal night at camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXHpISvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/2O9XdBLgiBE/s1600/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXHpISvI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/2O9XdBLgiBE/s400/IMG_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524389918321167090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above) Kira(?)[left], Angela[middle], and me[right]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXJBAtrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/oStDkelzAj0/s1600/IMG_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXJBAtrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/oStDkelzAj0/s400/IMG_0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524389918689769138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above) at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTW5nJyOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/4BEPpCJ-DaA/s1600/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTW5nJyOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/4BEPpCJ-DaA/s400/IMG_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524389914554779874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above) on the way to the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTWmERF-I/AAAAAAAAA8A/VzmBnk1y2l4/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTWmERF-I/AAAAAAAAA8A/VzmBnk1y2l4/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524389909308184546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above) an awesome picture [that i took] of the courtyard behind an old building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was summer camp. We had a beach day and a formal night. Formal night everyone thought that they had to have dates (weird, i know). We did a whole bunch of other stuff like play games and eat...and play more games...and eat. XD but it was an amazing experience! i hope to someday do it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7126697795456182835?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7126697795456182835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7126697795456182835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7126697795456182835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7126697795456182835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/10/stuff.html' title='Stuff?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TKqTXVGyzDI/AAAAAAAAA8g/YRL1cOBhR3A/s72-c/Summer+Camp+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5463717091792172942</id><published>2010-09-29T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T10:18:22.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello...'/><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Hello Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while...alright...it's only been like a week or so. But, still...it feels like a long time ago. So, recently I've been sick. And I do believe that i've broke a record of being sick. This is the second week of being sick. I'm nearly better, I just have this pesky sore throat. It's kinda interesting, because whenever i speak i feel like another voice is coming out of my mouth. *laughs* Another funny thing is that i'm the kind of person who HATES taking medicine unless it's those swallow-able type medicine. I'm more like the person who wants to take home remedies like drinking a certain drink or eating only this piece of food to get better. An example would be  my sore throat. I'm determined not to gargle any salt water or any of that DISGUSTING throat spray (YUCKY!). So, I'm drinking lots of hot tea and cold water in hopes that it will get better that way. Also, this week has been a bad week for me health wise. Last night, I got this nasty sore throat and yesterday i had a really bad day digestive-wise (i'm too embarrassed to say). AND, I'm getting this horrible pimple (ok, that may be the least of my problems, but it's still very bad)! It also doesn't help that it's been freakin' hot lately! Grrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much ranting and raving that I've forgotten to tell some good news! On Monday I officially became apart of Pacific Coast High School's Film Club! Yay! Since I'm not doing Drama this semester, my mom and I decided that I should join a club. I'm pretty excited about it. ;) Because not only do I want to act (yes, i'm still dreaming about becoming an actress), I also want to help write scripts. It's going to be pretty hard, but the club desperately needs writers. In other good news, I'm nearly done with my costume. I just have to buy a pair of red overalls with a matching red bow tie. Goodness! I feel so excited about showing off my costume to my friend, Belen. She's going to be so proud of me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have any more news to share nor do I have something funny to say. However, I do want to share a poem with you guys. I wrote it on the way back from summer camp (it was the most life changing camp that I've ever gone to, did i ever posted pictures of it to you guys? i'll have to check). When I finished writing it, I showed it to my fellow cabin. They loved it! So...here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                             A Colorful World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                   By: Katie Ravn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My thoughts stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Towards yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Collided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hiding in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And embraced me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You told me that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You forgave me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Longed for me to return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hesitantly, I took Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hand and my world was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full of color again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5463717091792172942?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5463717091792172942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5463717091792172942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5463717091792172942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5463717091792172942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/09/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4222818344595959228</id><published>2010-09-20T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:59:00.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air guitar 2010'/><title type='text'>Air Guitar 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBzlNJ7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wXa7STq6esQ/s1600/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBzlNJ7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wXa7STq6esQ/s400/IMG_0847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519163329014787474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBzCmK40I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/n2BY-B2hGTQ/s1600/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBzCmK40I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/n2BY-B2hGTQ/s400/IMG_0846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519163319724467010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgByztbNOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/eR2BCxbO75I/s1600/IMG_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgByztbNOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/eR2BCxbO75I/s400/IMG_0845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519163315728364770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBydSwuLI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Rin1h3Kb-v4/s1600/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBydSwuLI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Rin1h3Kb-v4/s400/IMG_0840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519163309710948530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these are a few pictures of Air Guitar at my church. It was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4222818344595959228?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4222818344595959228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4222818344595959228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4222818344595959228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4222818344595959228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/09/air-guitar-2010.html' title='Air Guitar 2010'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TJgBzlNJ7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wXa7STq6esQ/s72-c/IMG_0847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3757941343357701957</id><published>2010-09-11T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:17:37.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been an interesting day. I&amp;#39;ll blog about it tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;That sounds weird,  since im already blogging...gosh, i really need to sleep. &amp;gt;-&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3757941343357701957?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3757941343357701957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3757941343357701957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3757941343357701957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3757941343357701957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-has-been-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1998260031137302302</id><published>2010-09-06T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:14:31.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dearest friends...'/><title type='text'>Dear Friends,</title><content type='html'>I may be a small person in your life that you've never really come close to.&lt;br /&gt;I may be just an acquaintance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;But, I feel like I should stress a point...that I'd like for you to know.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we're not close, I still care about you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what's happening in your life.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know that you are safe.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know that you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;For no matter what rift stands between us, no matter if we don't say hello in the hallway, no matter if I seem a bit anti-social...&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I will always be there for you, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;We can talk about the things that are bothering you, or the things that make you happy, or even the things that make you nervous. You can always talk to me. Whenever, whatever, however. I may not have all the answers to your questions or problems, but I want to be there for you. I love you all so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really had a wonderful group of friends like you...I've always been alone. I've always been picked on. I've always been last. I've always been left out. So, if I seem anti-social...it's because I've never experience anything like this before. So, please help me. My experience is little and time will not wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to talk, just leave a comment with your email or cell phone number and lets chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1998260031137302302?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1998260031137302302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1998260031137302302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1998260031137302302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1998260031137302302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-friends.html' title='Dear Friends,'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6579529356900100548</id><published>2010-09-04T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:16:49.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah blah....'/><title type='text'>Blah?</title><content type='html'>So...maybe i went overboard on my last post. But what can I say? when i have something bothering me, i have to speak it outloud or else i'll go mad (well...i'm sorta mad already...). In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started the Shake It ministry, which is basically greeting people to HSM (high school ministry) and handing out the sermons. I'm busy waiting for the video to be uploaded to the hsm website, which is in the dibbly-doo on the right. But, I love it. I have a chance to see my friends who go to the 6:30 service and i get to serve God. It's like hitting two birds with one stone, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my second week of school and it's been tiring. Really tiring. But, I'm really loving the art class that i'm taking. our art teacher is just amazing, he really knows what to look for in a painting. he also makes me smile, 'cause he called me a Vincent Van Gogh...and because he's awesome. English sucks with all of the work, but i love the books that we're reading. Kinda miss drama, but i'm going back in the spring (another musical, hooray?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the fall schedule for HSM and it looks like there's a lot of cool events happening. For example, we're having Pumpkinfest again (YAYZ!). We're also having a 3-D movie day, a pancake breakfast, killball, and even bingo! Speaking of Pumpkinfest, I've started organizing my costume. I'm dressing up as this sexy man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TIMKNS6XPSI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9wf1IBqKLdk/s1600/SNN2102TVYY-280_849791a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TIMKNS6XPSI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9wf1IBqKLdk/s400/SNN2102TVYY-280_849791a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513261592362827042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see your clueless face. ;) He's the 11th Doctor from the British t.v. show Doctor Who. I know, I know. Nobody knows him, but that's not gonna stop me from wearing suspenders and a bow tie. ;) Of course, i'm not going to look exactly like him, but i'm going to get as close as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of England...I'm seriously considering studying abroad at England. My parents have repeatedly shot it down. It seems like only my friends are supporting my decision, and I hope that you will also support me. As long as I know that you guys are supporting me, I'll be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6579529356900100548?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6579529356900100548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6579529356900100548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6579529356900100548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6579529356900100548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/09/blah.html' title='Blah?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TIMKNS6XPSI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/9wf1IBqKLdk/s72-c/SNN2102TVYY-280_849791a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1142584754651097086</id><published>2010-09-02T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:32:45.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on my way...'/><title type='text'>On My Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WAigCKiqYvw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WAigCKiqYvw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this video would be relevant to what I want to talk about...badly...oh so badly. But first an embarrassing life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days when I was naive (surprisingly I'm still naive to this day)  I use to think that the princess would marry her brother. Don't ask me why...but I did! In fact, I remember having an argument with my family (when I was little of course) that the princess married her brother. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How is this stupid story relevant to what you want to talk about?" You may be asking. Well...shut up first and then I'll tell you! Ever since the beginning of junior high, I've doubted love and what it means. I've been told over and over what it means through the Bible and through some very wise women who have gone through divorce. But seriously...what is it? Is it some chemical in our brains that make us burn for that special someone...or is it really something more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have grown older and wiser (wellll....maybe just a bit wiser), I've noticed that society has been giving the wrong message of love. For example, I know that we all watch television shows or movies that have sex. (Yeah. You heard me right! I said the forbidden word!) Usually, sex would be a form of lust or love in the movie or television show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how come society keeps on getting the wrong answers? You don't have to sleep with someone in order to become closer to them or to love them more. Isn't a emotional relationship more important than a physical one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is why I don't believe in a love relationship...already I have friends who are already thinking about sleeping with their boyfriends so that they could get "closer." Whenever I think about it...it feels oh so wrong. Even when these friends tell me that they "love" that person and that person "loves" them. I feel like saying, "If you two love each other so much, then why don't you wait until you're married? I mean, it's not like the sex is going to run away from you or anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm asking way too many questions, huh? I guess...I'm just curious. I've always been on the sidelines of love...I've never been right in the middle in it. What will happen to me if I did get into a relationship with someone? Will I be so crazy in love that I'll write love quotes on my Facebook and my Twitter? Will I be a happier person? If I opened myself to that special person, will I get hurt? If we did break up, will we be awkward with each other when we meet? All of these questions are running in my head...Gosh!!! I'm getting dizzy...and I'm sorta feeling stressed from this. I'm going to bed. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1142584754651097086?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1142584754651097086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1142584754651097086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1142584754651097086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1142584754651097086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-my-way.html' title='On My Way...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7097890205595425644</id><published>2010-08-28T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T13:24:06.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balloons'/><title type='text'>Driving Lesson</title><content type='html'>Today was my first every behind the wheel lesson with an instructor. At first, I thought that something like this would happen:&lt;br /&gt;1. Crashing into every parked car on the curb.&lt;br /&gt;2. Crashing into curbs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Smashing into the car in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;4. While reversing from parking, hitting cones or curb or whatever is behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me...you have no idea how hard I was praying for a patient, kind instructor. And guess what? I got a wonderful instructor who was very patient with me and celebrated with me whenever I made a fantastic turn around a corner. We practice quite a few things, but all in all...I did pretty well, considering. ;) So, tomorrow I'm planning on practicing at el toro high school's parking lot and hopefully, I'll be a great driver. :)&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo....school's started again. It's gonna be a pretty crazy year of school. Unfortunately, I'm not doing drama this semester, but I'm planning on going back in the spring (another musical, ugh! I miss doing plays. *sniff*). But, I am taking an art class this semester. I'm kinda excited about it, the only problem is that I don't have enough confidence in my artistic abilities. Also this semester it's required of me to take a speed reading and note taking class. Whenever I think about this new year of school, I get so stressed out and I feel sad because my friend Andrew is graduating early so that I won't have anyone to hang out with this semester. :( But enough of that!&lt;br /&gt;What else have I been up to? I guess I went to help out at church with the Snapshot program (it's like a summer bible study thing for kids, except this time the church is trying to bring people from the community into the church). It was boring, because I got the job of being the sticker lady...now to explain why I am the sticker lady. Okay! The last event for the kindergartners was a treasure hunt. Each child with their parent are given a map. On the map show the location of each sticker that every child needs to receive in order to gain the "treasure" or prize. I was the sticker lady for the most popular activity: water bounce houses! As the event ended, I helped clean up by putting the signs away and getting ride of the balloons. So, I walked around the campus offering free balloons. I give quite a few away, but in the end I didn't manage to give all of the balloons away. I was left with four balloons, two white and two black (fantastic colors right?). So, in the end I had to bring the balloons home with me. However I only arrived at home with only two balloons left (a white balloon left without my notice and the black one flew out of my window). As I ate my lunch, I began to wonder what to do with these leftover balloons. Until an idea hit me (probably not the best idea, but it was an idea...right?)! I grabbed the balloons, ran outside, and let them fly up into space...yeah...not exactly eco-friendly, but it was kind fun watching them disappear into the distance.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, that's about it! I'm a sad person to only write about stupid events in my life, but hey...I do need someone to listen to me, every now and then. :)&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7097890205595425644?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7097890205595425644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7097890205595425644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7097890205595425644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7097890205595425644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/08/driving-lesson.html' title='Driving Lesson'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1355307088091477081</id><published>2010-08-18T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T19:03:37.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update and video soonish'/><title type='text'>Video Up Soonish...</title><content type='html'>The video will be up either tomorrow or friday. *sigh* I never realized how hard video editing is. (;^.^)&lt;br /&gt;These past couple of days have been..err...interesting. Firstly, I managed to gain the courage to tell a friend of mine what I thought of her love life at the moment (she is definitely not going to be speaking to me anymore...that silly girl if only she realized how naive she really is...). Secondly, Midweek was a lot of fun especially going out to Chick-fil-A. I didn't buy anything to eat, I just sat with my friend Lauren and talked with some people. Then we went on an adventure to Target and discovered a Barbie that had a camera just above her chest. The only way to get a angle was to stare at the said Barbie's chest. Awkward...(&gt;.&lt;) I have discovered &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cross-stitch"&gt;cross-stitching&lt;/a&gt; as my new favorite hobby. It's just so relaxing. Plus, I'm sorta trying to make one for my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hope_chest"&gt;Hope chest&lt;/a&gt;. I've finished my Driver's Ed, so now I just have to take the written test (it's going to be next monday *sob*). Finally, this is my last week of freedom, so speak now or forever hold your peace. *laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1355307088091477081?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1355307088091477081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1355307088091477081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1355307088091477081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1355307088091477081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/08/video-up-soonish.html' title='Video Up Soonish...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5548720133999524888</id><published>2010-08-13T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:36:13.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/zv5OIvwqkvM/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zv5OIvwqkvM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zv5OIvwqkvM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While editing my vlog, I stumbled upon this treasure. It's a Micheal Jackson Link!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5548720133999524888?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5548720133999524888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5548720133999524888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5548720133999524888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5548720133999524888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/08/while-editing-my-vlog-i-stumbled-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-395021778297801277</id><published>2010-08-12T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:29:39.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye facebook'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, Facebook!</title><content type='html'>*sigh* I feel like as though a weight has been lifted from my shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am no longer on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and cry and beg for me to return...for I will not be returning anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you quit Facebook?"&lt;br /&gt;Facebook at first was a way to get connected with friends, but then it turned into an obsession. It took me away from my studies, projects, and time with God. Also, I found that it was hard to tell my friends of my adventures in person, because they already knew through facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COOOOMMMMMEEEE BAAACKKK!"&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want to focus on other things such as my written test (which is coming up), my dress (so that i can make my halloween costume), my writing (so, that I can finish it up before school), and my quiet time (I've never gotten round to doing my quiet time since summer camp!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you will excuse me...I need to make myself a cup of tea in order to calm my excited nerves. (gosh, i sounded so English just now. *sigh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm busy editing a vlog video, so it should be up soonish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-395021778297801277?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/395021778297801277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=395021778297801277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/395021778297801277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/395021778297801277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/08/goodbye-facebook.html' title='Goodbye, Facebook!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-798312694875781944</id><published>2010-07-19T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:53:35.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog post 1'/><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HItcfhpEl_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HItcfhpEl_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said in the video...I have no idea what to talk about. So, let me know in the comments box below. Forgive me for the Doctor Who reference...&lt;br /&gt;But now, you guys can see me physically once or twice a week! And yes, I'll be serving with HSM as a greeter on Saturdays. Can't wait to see you all!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-798312694875781944?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/798312694875781944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=798312694875781944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/798312694875781944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/798312694875781944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/07/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6244159608824187328</id><published>2010-07-15T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:29:39.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawrry...</title><content type='html'>Promised a post, but it didn't happen. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have become addicted to my camera, I've lost track of time. Plus, I've been sick along with being busy with chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why today I am going to try something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to turn my blog into a vlog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why vlog? What is a vlog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing vlog, because 1. it's much easier for me to video tape than write and 2. A vlog is basically the same thing as a blog with the exception that it is in video format. I'll be doing one tomorrow or this weekend. See ya guys on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6244159608824187328?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6244159608824187328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6244159608824187328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6244159608824187328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6244159608824187328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/07/sawrry.html' title='Sawrry...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2224554683453164102</id><published>2010-07-13T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T11:37:17.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up...</title><content type='html'>How do I help catch everyone up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The play (Fiddler on the Roof) spent splendidly and I got the part of Yente the matchmaker. My friend Jessica and I were voted as the best Yente (since we got the same part, but we were split into two different casts).&lt;br /&gt;2. Acting as become a passion. However, I'm trying to keep it as a hobby rather than a carrer (no matter as much I want to).&lt;br /&gt;3. I went to HSM's (High School Ministry) Summer Camp up at Westmont College. I left Monday afternoon and came back late Friday night. It was a life changing experience, plus I meet some new people.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm now stuck with a cold.&lt;br /&gt;5. I was going to do my Driver's Test...until I realize how little time I had left to study for it. So, I'm going to wait until the end of summer. Until then, I'm going to study.&lt;br /&gt;6. My head hurts like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;7. Old Spice ads are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm done with updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to talk more about the events in my life tomorrow...until then I'm going to try and get myself better.&lt;br /&gt;Ttyl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2224554683453164102?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2224554683453164102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2224554683453164102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2224554683453164102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2224554683453164102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/07/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4295146140308526427</id><published>2010-04-15T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:21:51.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom 2010'/><title type='text'>Prom 2010...</title><content type='html'>I went to Prom with a few girlfriends of mine last Friday. It was really awesome! I got myself dressed up and everything. I also got make a few new friends as well. Since i'm not exactly popular, it felt fantastic. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S8fFTd1UpSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Xqceyugj-Ys/s1600/23791_1335043019727_1340633926_30973610_7781981_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S8fFTd1UpSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Xqceyugj-Ys/s400/23791_1335043019727_1340633926_30973610_7781981_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460550011426481442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ Gosh, I can't stop grinning. (X.X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4295146140308526427?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4295146140308526427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4295146140308526427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4295146140308526427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4295146140308526427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/04/prom-2010.html' title='Prom 2010...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S8fFTd1UpSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Xqceyugj-Ys/s72-c/23791_1335043019727_1340633926_30973610_7781981_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-186304922006531173</id><published>2010-04-03T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:36:45.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed wmode="opaque" src="http://c2.static.ning.com/socialnetworkmain/widgets/index/swf/badge.swf?v=201003221300" flashvars="backgroundColor=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;textColor=0x000000&amp;amp;config=http%3A%2F%2Fnerdfighters.ning.com%2Fmain%2Fbadge%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fxg_source%3Dbadge%26size%3Dmedium%26username%3D1wirow1fvvzeq" width="206" height="174" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://nerdfighters.ning.com"&gt;Visit &lt;em&gt;Nerdfighters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-186304922006531173?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/186304922006531173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=186304922006531173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/186304922006531173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/186304922006531173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/04/visit-nerdfighters.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1850794132828853331</id><published>2010-03-30T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:05:56.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now determined'/><title type='text'>Gloomy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S7JtkuKJSbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0APNf5Im11Q/s1600/Tamaki54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S7JtkuKJSbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0APNf5Im11Q/s400/Tamaki54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454542576332392882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often found myself in this position lately. Ever since the doctor's appointment on Friday. Apparently, I have high cholesterol. *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S7J1qujhqyI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qtglWRVDaAQ/s1600/anime-sigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S7J1qujhqyI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qtglWRVDaAQ/s400/anime-sigh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454551475611085602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not surprise in the slightest! Because...&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been feeling stressed, thus i turn to food to be my comfort. (Boys and girls, NEVER do what i'm doing!)&lt;br /&gt;2. I can eat pretty big portions of food.&lt;br /&gt;3. I've been under emotional stress for example, i've found myself doing this quite often. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vPYmIzS3DY"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...that's pretty much it. I've been put on a special diet to get my cholesterol down in three months before going back to re-do the blood testing. Wish me good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1850794132828853331?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1850794132828853331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1850794132828853331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1850794132828853331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1850794132828853331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/03/gloomy.html' title='Gloomy...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S7JtkuKJSbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0APNf5Im11Q/s72-c/Tamaki54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8913410806248695820</id><published>2010-03-12T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:10:08.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago...my kind of town'/><title type='text'>Chicago...</title><content type='html'>I will explain my trip with pictures. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qq0K8inkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/9P356baV15A/s1600-h/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qq0K8inkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/9P356baV15A/s400/IMG_2515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447854512526237250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew *points up*. I took care of this little guy in the windy cold city of Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qrXVF8HAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jnufseb5gj8/s1600-h/JohnHancockCenter-007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qrXVF8HAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jnufseb5gj8/s400/JohnHancockCenter-007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447855116545432578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this tower. Ate lunch and explored Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qrzHQL22I/AAAAAAAAA0w/W0aT6Y9O3tA/s1600-h/david_tennant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qrzHQL22I/AAAAAAAAA0w/W0aT6Y9O3tA/s320/david_tennant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447855593866648418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got introduce to the World of Doctor Who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qsNiCkX0I/AAAAAAAAA04/xlH7apeYKek/s1600-h/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qsNiCkX0I/AAAAAAAAA04/xlH7apeYKek/s400/IMG_2513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447856047733890882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at a place called Egg Harbor Cafe. It was the day that i was leaving Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qs1LDjH8I/AAAAAAAAA1A/XRlKbM6i2Hw/s1600-h/ZELDA+TWILIGHT+PRINCESS+WII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qs1LDjH8I/AAAAAAAAA1A/XRlKbM6i2Hw/s400/ZELDA+TWILIGHT+PRINCESS+WII.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447856728758755266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And played this game in my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qtPkg8oNI/AAAAAAAAA1I/da7zfrSnbmQ/s1600-h/chicago-bean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qtPkg8oNI/AAAAAAAAA1I/da7zfrSnbmQ/s400/chicago-bean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447857182269546706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i almost forgot. i saw and stood under this bean. pretty cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my trip entailed and I hope to go back there someday in the future and explore more of the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8913410806248695820?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8913410806248695820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8913410806248695820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8913410806248695820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8913410806248695820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/03/chicago.html' title='Chicago...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S5qq0K8inkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/9P356baV15A/s72-c/IMG_2515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8090863671537049258</id><published>2010-02-28T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:43:17.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a quiz'/><title type='text'>A Quiz</title><content type='html'>I took this quiz for no reason at all. Maybe it was because i was feeling bored...? *shrugs* oh well! here are my results and i would for you to take this. Post your results in the comments or on your blog. Maybe even start a little chain of tags and randomly tag people to do this. Whatever you want to do. BTW, this quiz was pretty accurate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1: "Life is in the details and you're good at keeping an eye on all of them. People can count on you to be balanced-- sometimes you're all about business and sometimes you just like to party! Details? You've got bigger things to think about!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like to party. Yes, I like business. Depending upon the situation I result to either party-hardy or focus on business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question 2: "You are very expressive. You worry about showing others the real you. Whether or not you like them, you are adaptable to new situations and people."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, I do struggle with revealing my true self. It's just that i have a few trust issues, but once i know that i can trust you, i will reveal my true self to you. Yes, I can adapt to uncomfortable and comfortable situations like an iguana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Question 3: "You are more logical than emotional-- more Spock than Captain Kirk. You are forthright, open and a direct communicator. You are more emotional than logical-- more Captain Kirk than Spock!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending upon the situation, I can become either person. If there is a fight, I result to logic. If a friend is hurt by someone, I result to emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question 4: "You like to be surrounded by people. You go with the flow. Sometimes you just want to be alone."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like being alone...but not all of the time. I can go with the flow, but not always. I am usually against the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question 5: "You sometimes lack self-confidence and look to others to provide it. You are well grounded and reasonable about what you can and can't do. You are very ambitious and want to be famous some day!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do want to be famous. I do lack self-confidence, but i am growing closer to my goal. I am reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question 6: "You're kind of lonely, but at the same time you like having your space. You're a romantic who is often disappointed by how unromantic other people can be! You are very emotional and prone to having lots of crushes."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a romantic at heart. Never forget that. I am not prone to have a crush on every boy, keep that in mind. I'm mostly shy, rather than flustered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question 7: "&lt;span id="big-body"&gt;You are a person of action! You like to make sure things come together just right.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!--#elif expr="${choice} = 2" --&gt;     &lt;span id="big-body"&gt;You can be absentminded. Are you sure there isn't homework you should be doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!--#elif expr="${choice} = 3" --&gt;     &lt;span id="big-body"&gt;You are very affectionate and don't have trouble showing it.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!--#endif --&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a dosey-duck, who can easily forget important things. I can be affectionate, especially towards my girlfriends (girls who are my friends) because i feel more comfortable around them for some strange reason. X . X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8090863671537049258?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8090863671537049258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8090863671537049258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8090863671537049258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8090863671537049258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/02/quiz.html' title='A Quiz'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3637290564082550440</id><published>2010-02-28T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:50:09.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle&apos;s blog'/><title type='text'>A New Blog</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine has started a blog. She is absolutely funny and i feel so thankful that I've gotten to know her. ^.^ Enjoy and have some laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://michelle-alongtheway.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just returned from Chicago. Pictures and stories will be coming...once i have the pictures of course. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3637290564082550440?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3637290564082550440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3637290564082550440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3637290564082550440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3637290564082550440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-blog.html' title='A New Blog'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5732839889970825854</id><published>2010-02-23T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:40:49.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cali in four days'/><title type='text'>4 More Days...</title><content type='html'>What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;4 more days left......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bored.com/makecountdowns/show.php?id=197894"&gt;http://www.bored.com/makecountdowns/show.php?id=197894&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^A countdown...just in case....^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5732839889970825854?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5732839889970825854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5732839889970825854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5732839889970825854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5732839889970825854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-more-days.html' title='4 More Days...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4042656938901403779</id><published>2010-02-19T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:57:18.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago...'/><title type='text'>Tis A Marshmallow World...</title><content type='html'>I am right now sitting in Chicago, Illinois. How I got here is a long story, however I will give a&lt;br /&gt;brief version of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved a call from my mom. She told me that my sister-in-law has fallen down on black ice (which is your usual slippery ice, however it is invisible to the eye at night) and broken her elbow. Unfortunately, Lizzie (sister-in-law) cannot take care of her son (my nephew), so James (my brother) was requesting some backup, since he works 5 days a week. My mom wanted to go, however the tax season was starting up (which means work = money). So, the task fell onto my shoulders. I agreed to go....however, i never realized that i would leave the next day (Valentines Day). During that Saturday and Sunday I prepared my warm clothing and packed a suitcase. In addtion, I spent my remaining time with my family and, to my surprise, a whole bunch of my friends showed up at church! Who would have thunk that my friends would suddenly show up during the time that was my last in California? I tried to keep a happy, non-worry face, but it was too hard. Underneath my fake smile, was a face full of sadness and fear. I could feel them fall down...and I knew that I had to leave the church, immedately before I could burst into tears. In fact, I nearly cried in the girls bathroom. For some strange reason...I felt scared of leaving my home and my friends for 2 weeks. As soon as I arrived back home, I tried my best to ignore my feelings and tried to replace them with excitement. As soon as I finished going through security, I knew that I was alone and that I had to protect myself. Surprisingly, I did quite well on the plane, except for the fact that my butt nearly went numb from the 4 hour flight. I arrived safely in Chicago at around half past eleven and thus my great journey ended. But this was only the beginning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs* I have now realized that us californians are wimps. You thought that it was cold in California, try living in 20-30 degree weather...with snow...lots and lots of snow. But, Chicago maybe a bit different, yet I see many similarties in Chicago that we have in California. For example, the people in Chicago think that I am a young mother or something. *laughs* I wouldn't blame them since they keep seeing a young woman pushing a baby stroller and being followed by an older woman. Yet...why do I find it somewhat flattering that I confused for being the mother? I definitely must be off of my rocker...it must be the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to bed now since it is nearly 10pm here in Chicago. Tomorrow, we plan on going in the city and I'm pretty excited about it. Museums.....planetariums.....aquariums....the Sears Tower....i wonder what else I should try to go see? Talk to you guys sometime tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S39dX98wITI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yLBdihii5HU/s1600-h/Chicago%2520Skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440169541234598194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S39dX98wITI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yLBdihii5HU/s400/Chicago%2520Skyline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4042656938901403779?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4042656938901403779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4042656938901403779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4042656938901403779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4042656938901403779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/02/tis-marshmallow-world.html' title='Tis A Marshmallow World...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/S39dX98wITI/AAAAAAAAAz4/yLBdihii5HU/s72-c/Chicago%2520Skyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6718689753039468644</id><published>2010-02-06T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:34:41.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new post'/><title type='text'>All-New Post! YAY!</title><content type='html'>Time for my silly excuses as to why i haven't kept up my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lately, i've been trying hard to keep up with my school work as well as my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Facebook is extremely distracting. In fact, i've been diagnose with a disease called addiction to facebook. Apparently, i'm not the only one to be diagnose with this disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I would love to share all of the things that i have happened to me, however i will have to give the short versions of each story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a quick update in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a nephew by the name of Sebastian Douglas Emmerson Ravn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I have returned to Drama (yay!) and i finished performing last month. We did a series of plays based upon Edgar Allen Poe's short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm growing out my hair, so its quite long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm planning on taking a summer job across the road from me this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm busy making my prom dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've made many new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I'm in Drama again and this time we're doing a musical called The Fiddler on the Roof. I'm pretty stoked about this musical, 'cause i was introduced to it during my early childhood years. very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It's been raining.....a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, these eight things are just sticking out of my mind. I'll update once i know some more and perhaps...i'll get back to doing this blog again. *sigh* it feels like only yesterday that i was always on this blog. *laughs* well.....good night peoples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6718689753039468644?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6718689753039468644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6718689753039468644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6718689753039468644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6718689753039468644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-new-post-yay.html' title='All-New Post! YAY!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3291920108517655289</id><published>2009-08-25T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:19:48.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings of school and stress...'/><title type='text'>A Strange Feeling...</title><content type='html'>Is it just me...or have I've been invited to quite a lot of parties? I don't mean to brag, but...I'm actually quite surprised! It's rare times when I go to parties and such...in fact, I have never been to so many events this summer and, hopefully, this coming fall. Geez, I feel popular all of a sudden. MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....oops...that came out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the fall, I have at last started school this week. It certainly is "fun." Firstly, I had all these computer problems...wrong class...forgotten books...driving long distances to get books...it's been quite an ordeal to deal with. However, my mom and I have a secret plan (which shall not be so secret over the public internet). We look through the materials or work load that's involved with each subject to put them into chunks for each day...since all of my assignments for each week is due on Friday 3pm sharp, I try to finish my homework the day BEFORE the Friday deadline. That way, I don't squawk about like a chicken with it's head cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful piece of news is that I have finally found a WONDERFUL devotion book. They're short, but wonderful. My small group leader, Kristen, read us a devotion from it and it was so relaxing and reassuring. It's called Jesus Calling. I cannot wait until it's delivered to out front doorstep. Postmen beware...I might go psycho once I see the small package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I have decided to continue my novel, which I have been working on since...a year ago? Maybe two years ago? Who knows! All i know is that it's taking forever, plus I'm adding chapters, adding more humor, more cute-fuzzy moments, and definitely more facts as well as more descriptions. Let's just call it a work in progress...a work in progress that is happening slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I add before ending this post that my mom's homemade iced tea is the delicious thing on this earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SpTFwG4rt9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Dm2o25bh4vc/s1600-h/bigstockphoto_glass_of_iced_tea_with_a_pitch_1620479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SpTFwG4rt9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Dm2o25bh4vc/s400/bigstockphoto_glass_of_iced_tea_with_a_pitch_1620479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374137685632595922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Warning: Not a real picture of the delicious ice tea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3291920108517655289?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3291920108517655289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3291920108517655289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3291920108517655289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3291920108517655289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/08/strange-feeling.html' title='A Strange Feeling...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SpTFwG4rt9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Dm2o25bh4vc/s72-c/bigstockphoto_glass_of_iced_tea_with_a_pitch_1620479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3046826063271654091</id><published>2009-08-21T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:32:50.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RA + School + Drama'/><title type='text'>Back To School...</title><content type='html'>I'm nearly done with my back-to-school wardrobe and today i went down to the school to pick up the stuff i will need this fall semester. This semester i will be doing (of course) math, theater arts,  english and (sarcastic) my most favorite subject....science! With these things on my mind, i know for sure that it will be a busy semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very curious at what play we'll be doing this semester. The sooner I find out, the more time i'll have to do research on it. You may think it silly to do research on a play and it's characters, but I truly believe in researching one's character and their background. Plus, it's also good to try and "melt" into character. It helps! Especially if you have a difficult character to portray. I did it when I was going to perform a scene of Arsenic and Old Lace with my Intro. 2 Drama class. I did research on the character, plus i had to watch the movie a couple of times. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also pretty excited about doing Branches (a Bible Study) again. However, I believe that I need to quit choir. May hear this coming from me a lot, but unfortunately it's true. It's been difficult to juggle everything, I've put too much on my plate. I will miss it so much and i will miss my friends (for that is the only time I can see them!). However....it will be alright, i will still be able to see them once a month when they sing. Plus, i will be singing "with" them. Off or on the stage, I will be singing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I have recently become a BIG BIG BIG BIG fan of this one actor by the name of Richard Armitage. If you do NOT know him, I HIGHLY suggest watching North and South (not the civil war version). It is VERY VERY good, plus RA is pretty cute in it. XP He's also in a BBC series called Robin Hood, where he plays a bad-wait no, he plays a totally misunderstood guy, should i say. you guys can watch both movie and series on youtube. Plus, he is a very brilliant actor as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/So8DsMHt_gI/AAAAAAAAAxI/VPtetymRYxQ/s1600-h/RA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/So8DsMHt_gI/AAAAAAAAAxI/VPtetymRYxQ/s400/RA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372516938179018242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drools* ooooooooooo......(O o O).......Oops! that wasn't suppose to happen. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope you guys have a great weekend and if you are starting school this week like me, Good Luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate (O o O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3046826063271654091?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3046826063271654091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3046826063271654091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3046826063271654091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3046826063271654091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/So8DsMHt_gI/AAAAAAAAAxI/VPtetymRYxQ/s72-c/RA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7315192800670666930</id><published>2009-07-16T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:35:32.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Special</title><content type='html'>Yes...I am indeed a lazy bum at the moment with my blog. So I shall try my best to inform you the latest updates since...well, who knows when!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm singing at PDYM (it's basically a Student Leadership Conference)! However today is the last day singing at it, which I am quite unhappy about. Taffy, Alanna and Stephanie have invited us to check out a FREE (yes, no money) session tonight! Whoo-whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm re-creating my book and making it into a series of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have so far managed to swim at least 5 times in my pool this summer. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am hoping to go to the OC Fair with a few friends by the end of this month, but I have to somehow convince my parents to let me go comfortably. Maybe if I had someone whom at least my mom knows that I'm meeting up with and hanging out with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I badly want to go see the new HP movie, however I don't have anyone I know who hasn't seen it yet come with me. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I made two new friends in the choir, whom I am meeting up with Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Math is troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Weirdly, I am excited to go back to school in the fall. I think it has to do with me going back to Drama. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7315192800670666930?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7315192800670666930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7315192800670666930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7315192800670666930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7315192800670666930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-special.html' title='Nothing Special'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5633765072857522619</id><published>2009-07-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:01:54.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two blogs...'/><title type='text'>Read This Blog...</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have been enjoying this blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://srilanka09.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://srilanka09.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends Heather and Melissa have gone with a group to Sri Lanka for a mission's trip. It is really amazing to hear all things that they are doing over there and I somehow feel like a proud mother. hahahaha! So please enjoy reading this blog as well as another blog that I have started reading as well (I'll put these links up on my "blogs i read" tab):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hsmdr2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hsmdr2009.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two other friends of mine just went to the Dominican Republic!!! This is the blog (above) to keep track on what's going on while they're up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5633765072857522619?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5633765072857522619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5633765072857522619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5633765072857522619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5633765072857522619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/07/read-this-blog.html' title='Read This Blog...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7470673246679400652</id><published>2009-06-23T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:32:36.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father&apos;s day...'/><title type='text'>Father's Day...</title><content type='html'>I have been VERY VERY VERY bad about keeping up with my blog. So, I shall fill you guys in on what happened on Father's Day. As usual, we woke up and made a big breakfast. We gave my dad our Father's Day cards and started preparing ourselves for the hike. I was told that we were going to try a new place for a hike. We packed a few small snacks to munch on. The place we hiked at was a place called Cleveland National Forest where they had a trail called Holy Jim, which was quite ironic to the historical being that the trail was named after. Jim was in fact a beekeeper of sorts and it was said that he had such colorful language that it could, "peel the paint of a kettle." Around those parts he was known as Cussin' Jim. The mapmakers decided that it was not suitable to have such a place being called Cussin' Jim, so they changed it to Holy Jim. Anyways, we got off of the main cement road and traveled off road for about 4 or 5 miles. The good thing about off roading was the memories of off roading in Mexico AND in South Africa. The bad thing is having a full stomach. So, I ended up having a stomache all the way there. We didn't make it to the parking lot, because my dad was concerned about the trip back home. Thus, we parked on one side of the road once we made it into the forest. We walked for about 20 mintues in which we finally made it to the parking lot. We hiked for almost the whole entire day. I got to see and experiance many, many things. A few examples are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly Falling Into Creeks&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing Onto My Brother For Dear Life&lt;br /&gt;Getting Tired Of Trying To Cross Both Creeks And Rivers&lt;br /&gt;Splashing In Creeks&lt;br /&gt;Spitting Cherry Pits On The Ground In Hopes For Cherry Trees&lt;br /&gt;Max Jumping On Me With Very Very Dirty Paws&lt;br /&gt;Meeting A Very Interesting Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticking Head Out Of Window While Off Roading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these wonderful memories will stick with me for a while. Other than that...I am very excited to be participating in the choir again, which means that I will be singing on Friday morning at 7:30am!! I have no idea how i am going to wake up that early (since I am more of a night person than a morning person), because alarm clocks and having water poured over my head does not work...at all. Still, I am looking forward to it...so so so so so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am writing a novel ( i have already written one so far)! "How is it going?" you might say? HORRIBLY!!! (X-X) First of all I am seriously doubting the plot that I have created. Second, it's hard to make new characters with different appearances AND totally different characters. Thirdly, I haven't traveled much so I can't think of any landscapes or backgrounds. All I can think about are cities and small towns. I will not be done with it this year, I will probab;y be done with it hopefully next year. Wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Talking With Friends...&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7470673246679400652?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7470673246679400652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7470673246679400652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7470673246679400652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7470673246679400652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5519146887184795356</id><published>2009-06-07T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:12:09.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charice pempengco'/><title type='text'>No Matter How Many Times....</title><content type='html'>Everytime I see this video, I become completely stunned. This 16 year old girl has an amazing voice, in fact I'm a bit jealous. Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LH8N0mioSxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LH8N0mioSxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5519146887184795356?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5519146887184795356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5519146887184795356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5519146887184795356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5519146887184795356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-matter-how-many-times.html' title='No Matter How Many Times....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5202131005878783758</id><published>2009-04-26T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:59:49.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Pics. YAY!</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pics of BEFORE prom. I didn't bring a camera with me to prom, but at least you'll see what i looked like before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnRo83R8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/kC1Zoc6NZ24/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnRo83R8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/kC1Zoc6NZ24/s400/IMG_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329138549322631106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnReaA7hI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LTr1BGqSidE/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnReaA7hI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LTr1BGqSidE/s400/IMG_0686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329138546492108306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnRC5B2hI/AAAAAAAAAvA/c8B39bzPQLo/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnRC5B2hI/AAAAAAAAAvA/c8B39bzPQLo/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329138539105999378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5202131005878783758?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5202131005878783758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5202131005878783758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5202131005878783758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5202131005878783758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/04/prom-pics-yay.html' title='Prom Pics. YAY!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SfTnRo83R8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/kC1Zoc6NZ24/s72-c/IMG_0687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6318617160003380497</id><published>2009-04-25T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:32:48.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom night 2009'/><title type='text'>300th Post - Prom Night 2009</title><content type='html'>Around 1 or 2 o'clock in the afternoon, my mom and I went to the hairdresser. I got this cute up do and my mom got a haircut. We arrived at home soon afterwords. My mom was kind enough to give me a manicure AND a pedicure. Lucky me! :) anyways, i watched a few episodes of this mini BBC series called Bleak House based on Charles Dicken's suspenseful novel. Once my nails were dry, my mom did my makeup for me. I then just hung around the house in a dressgown, since my mom was afraid that I would get nail polish or makeup on my dress. A ate a small bit of dinner, got dressed and then my parents took so many pics of me it was pretty crazy. We soon left the house to only find ourselves in traffic. I did arrive a bit late, but that didn't really matter much. After asking for directions as to where the Sleeping Beauty Palour was (since this prom was at Disneyland Hotel). I entered the room to only hear the DJ play Katy Perry's, "Hot And Cold" song. I just shook my head in both surprise and in shock. After grabbing a plateful of vegetables and fruit, I went towards the dance floor, which reminded me of the dance floor at my brother's reception. I knew immedately that i could not dance with my tall high heels and shawl. I removed the shawl and such and returned to the dance floor. I became bored with dancing for a bit and decided to sit at an empty table finish eating. I was soon surprised to see my drama friends, Belen! I was so excited! I had hardly seen her since our performance of, "Arsenic and Old Lace." Being single ladies and without dates, we dance with each other. Of course, I went crazy whenever I heard a song that I knew. All and all, I had such a fun time. Belen and I made a new friend, who was really embarassed about dancing on the dance floor. I tried my best to show her a very easy dance move, the Cabbage. Of course, she just laughed at me and told me no. She also told us how she could feel people staring at her. Being in a sugar rush, I told her who cares if people stare at us and that having fun matters. By the end of the night, she did dance a little, which Belen and I saw in the corner of our eyes. We both gave her a big grin and two thumbs up. Of coruse, I didn't slow dance at all, which is fine. But, it felt a little heartbreaking watching these couples dance together. In fact, some of them were so bold as to kiss. Being a single lady, I felt like staring at them open mouthed like a cow chewing cud, but I knew my manners to never rudely stare at anyone. To make myself better, I treated myself to some pineapple, which they had out for us to snack on. But, by the end of the night my feet felt so sore that they actually felt numb from dancing so much. I do hope dearly that there won't be any pictures of me dancing on the walls of PCHS, because i must have looked ridiculous. Anyways, my next post will have some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6318617160003380497?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6318617160003380497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6318617160003380497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6318617160003380497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6318617160003380497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/04/300th-post-prom-night-2009.html' title='300th Post - Prom Night 2009'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-167251783447450483</id><published>2009-04-21T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:19:42.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheesy movie lines'/><title type='text'>Cheesy Movie Lines</title><content type='html'>Some very cheesy movie lines that you guys can laugh over. Plus, my prom is on Friday, so pics should be up either that night or a few days after that. Keep cool, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From&lt;strong&gt; Star Wars Episode II&lt;/strong&gt;- “Anakin: From the moment I met you, all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I haven’t thought of you. And now that I’m with you again… I’m in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you- I can’t breathe. I’m haunted by the kiss that you should never have given me. My heart is beating… hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting me… what can I do?- I will do anything you ask.”&lt;/p&gt; “You’re breaking my heart” – Natalie Portman as Padme telling Anakin before he goes to the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ In America, it’s bling bling. But out here it’s bling bang.” Leonardo Dicaprio in &lt;strong&gt;Blood Diamond&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you know what happens to a frog when exposed to electricity? The same thing that happens to everything else” – Halle Berry as Storm in &lt;strong&gt;X-men 1&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess what I’m trying to say is…if I can change, and you can change, EVERYBODY can change!” – Sylvester Stallone in  &lt;strong&gt;Rocky 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“You can be my wing man any time.” – Val Kilmer in &lt;strong&gt;Top Gun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arnold Schwarzenegger as Mr. Freeze in &lt;strong&gt;Batman and Robin&lt;/strong&gt;.  Here’s a list within a list:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Time to kick some ice”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Ice to see you”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“To be frozen. To never change. A life of perpetual ice-olation. There is little perfection in that.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Cops on the rocks, anyone?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“(aiming his pistol at Batman) Bat on ice, anyone?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“What killed the dinosaurs? The ice age.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“ If revenge is a dish best served cold, then put on your Sunday finest.”&lt;/p&gt; More from Star Wars Ep. 3:&lt;div class="text"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anakin: Love won’t save you, Padme! Only my new powers can do that! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Darth Vader: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;More from Batman Forever:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Robin: Holey rusted metal, Batman!&lt;br /&gt;Batman: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Robin: The ground, it’s all metal. It’s full of holes. You know, holey.&lt;br /&gt;Batman: Oh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You're like my own personal brand of heroine." -Twilight (*cringes* geez, i remember this line, so cheesy and i wish that he had said something like, "I can't stop thinking about you, no matter how hard I try, I can't.")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm KING of the World!" - Leonardo Dicaprio(is that how you spell it????) from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Titantic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-167251783447450483?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/167251783447450483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=167251783447450483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/167251783447450483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/167251783447450483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheesy-movie-lines.html' title='Cheesy Movie Lines'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7336326331072676001</id><published>2009-04-18T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:25:42.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break...'/><title type='text'>My Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>Here is a calendar of what I did on my spring break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Office cleaning. hated it, got good pay. went over to Miss Chelsea's house and had a blast! from there i went to Branches (bible study). watched a new episode of House. started writing her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: no small group. wrote some more in her new book. watched She's the Man and 10 Things I Hate About You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: New BONES EPISODE!!!! watched American Idol and believes that Adam is so gonna win. wrote in book. watched Ugly Betty. went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: wrote a lot. finished reading one book, started on the next book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Two words: CLOTHES SHOPPING! got a couple of really nice shirts to wear. ate out with my mom and dad. it was fun and great. wrote book. watched Ugly Betty and other tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it....nothing really special....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7336326331072676001?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7336326331072676001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7336326331072676001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7336326331072676001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7336326331072676001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-spring-break.html' title='My Spring Break...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5027356689069702640</id><published>2009-04-16T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:04:45.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight the movie review'/><title type='text'>Twilight - The Movie Review</title><content type='html'>I watched Twilight with my friend and the movie itself disappointed me. I shall state the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. Scene cuts. There were some pretty good scenes in the book that they COULD have done in the movie, instead they made up scenes that were never inside of the book.&lt;br /&gt;2. The music. The music was horrible! The only good song in the movie was Supermassive Blackhole by Muse.&lt;br /&gt;3. Some of the scenes that I watched I knew could be produced better.&lt;br /&gt;4. The meadow scene. WHERE WAS THE MEADOW?! of course, there was NO meadow scene. you only see them lying next to each other on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;5. It was too fast. Each scene went by too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Now here are some of the reasons that I actually LIKED about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;1.The acting. Robert Pattinson played a marvelously as Edward Cullen. He showed the same emotions that I imagined Edward had when he was with Bella. Kirsten Steward also played well along side Robert with her imagine of Bella Swan. I was quite impressed.&lt;br /&gt;2. The action. The action scenes were pretty cool, I'm not gonna lie about that.&lt;br /&gt;3. The location. The location for the small town of Forks was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.thesource4ym.com/images/blog_thesource4ym_com/twilight%20poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 604px;" src="http://blog.thesource4ym.com/images/blog_thesource4ym_com/twilight%20poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say about that!&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5027356689069702640?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5027356689069702640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5027356689069702640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5027356689069702640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5027356689069702640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/04/twilight-movie-review.html' title='Twilight - The Movie Review'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8121344363368205158</id><published>2009-04-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:49:08.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While...</title><content type='html'>So, my mom has just left about an hour ago to go on a trip. She'll be back on Mon., but that means that I'm gonna take over the cooking...yuppie. I'm pretty much missing her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not next week, but the week after that I have spring break! WHA-HOO! I'm totally looking forward to it! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk More Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8121344363368205158?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8121344363368205158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8121344363368205158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8121344363368205158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8121344363368205158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-154746421054619869</id><published>2009-03-15T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:17:09.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom dress...'/><title type='text'>Prom Dress...</title><content type='html'>I have my prom dress all picked out and everything! I'm so excited about this and i will post pics of it next month after prom. Why spoil the fun of waiting until then? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-154746421054619869?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/154746421054619869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=154746421054619869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/154746421054619869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/154746421054619869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/03/prom-dress.html' title='Prom Dress...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3330957236015635184</id><published>2009-03-10T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:57:20.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new theme'/><title type='text'>What Do Ya Think???</title><content type='html'>Do you guys like this new template or what? Let me know! I can always change it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3330957236015635184?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3330957236015635184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3330957236015635184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3330957236015635184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3330957236015635184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-do-ya-think.html' title='What Do Ya Think???'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-407370582885422212</id><published>2009-03-08T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:38:20.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom + mexico'/><title type='text'>Way Too Exciting!</title><content type='html'>My mom and I have already started organizing for my prom dress/day! I sososo excited and I will post some pics once it comes around. It makes me feel so happy to be going to something like this. *sighs* You guys have no idea how long I have been dreaming about going to prom, all dressed up looking as pretty as a doll. I simply can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I won't be going on the mission trip, because Mexico is the second most dangerous country to travel in AND the cost of going (without or with the special payment plans) is too expensive. Plsu, I'm trying to save to go to Chicago (hopefully) this summer. Even though I know that the mission trip will be so life-changing...I just can't afford it. Maybe next year, I'll do it... (-_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-407370582885422212?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/407370582885422212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=407370582885422212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/407370582885422212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/407370582885422212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/03/way-too-exciting.html' title='Way Too Exciting!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4661839817227276849</id><published>2009-03-02T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:39:36.606-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom decision...'/><title type='text'>Should I or Should I Not That Is The Question...</title><content type='html'>Ya know, i've been thinking. Should I still go to prom next month? the big problem is that of my acne. it is soooooo embarrassing. in fact, my acne is the reason why i don't wear any cute shirts. ya see, i have really bad acne like on the back of my neck and just below my neck. plus, the fashionable prom dresses are a bit low in the front (enough to see my acne) and back. *sigh* this is so depressing. then, i don't mind about not having a date and stuff, but sometimes i wonder what it would be like if i did go with a date. i don't mean like as lovebirds or anything, i mean like friends and stuff. *sigh* i keep getting depressed everytime i think about it. Any advice from anyone of my readers out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4661839817227276849?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4661839817227276849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4661839817227276849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4661839817227276849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4661839817227276849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/03/should-i-or-should-i-not-that-is.html' title='Should I or Should I Not That Is The Question...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7501081886929196523</id><published>2009-02-27T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:23:24.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hp 6...'/><title type='text'>*Drools*</title><content type='html'>As everyone here knows, I am a pretty big HP fan. I won't feel offended if you truly hate HP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I found this awesome trailer and I can't wait to see it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Ugf5Z6iz9A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Ugf5Z6iz9A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to go see this is in the movie theaters!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7501081886929196523?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7501081886929196523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7501081886929196523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7501081886929196523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7501081886929196523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/02/drools.html' title='*Drools*'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2145856151564270163</id><published>2009-02-18T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:41:47.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy b-day CHELSEA...'/><title type='text'>Busy Bee..</title><content type='html'>I just wanna say these two things right now. Number 1: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHELSEA!!! I can't wait to come over and celebrate your b-day with you! See ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;Number 2: I'm gonna go to my VERY, VERY first dance! YAY! I was planning on making my dress, but with school work and other things it's gonna be difficult. So, my mom and I will try two things. The first one is to go to Goodwill or some other really cheap clothes store in search of a dress. Or I could save money and use my bridesmaid dress. Of course, I still have to see if I still fit in it, both upwards and sideways. (&gt;_&lt;) Hopefully, everything will go well. I'll post pics of my dress when I have it.&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2145856151564270163?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2145856151564270163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2145856151564270163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2145856151564270163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2145856151564270163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee..'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2722219265221032332</id><published>2009-02-09T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:33:17.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving skit...'/><title type='text'>Moving Skit...</title><content type='html'>Okay, some students at my church did a wonderful skit about Jesus. I hope that you guys will enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhyNORPu14Q&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhyNORPu14Q&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2722219265221032332?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2722219265221032332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2722219265221032332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2722219265221032332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2722219265221032332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/02/moving-skit.html' title='Moving Skit...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3262996795325119820</id><published>2009-02-01T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:55:53.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too short + update...'/><title type='text'>Sorry, It's Been Short...</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for the small insignificant posts. It's just been crazy at my house at the moment, then the computer suddenly freezes and a whole bunch of other nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to have some sense for once and wait until I'm in college to date. I mean, it's just too crazy trying to balance homework, family problems, friend problems, school problems and other social activities that involve being socially active. It's just way too crazy! Not only that, I don't want to be emotionally hurt and cut off from some of my guy friends. I will wait until college to date, but in the meantime to crave my romantic self I will read and/or write romance stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is coming up which means love and chocolate. However, the one thing that I disagree with Valentines day is that it is the day of telling others that you love them. What I mean is that, we should tell others MORE than once a year that we love them, don't you think? Besides that, I'm looking forward to the Valentines day party where I shall eat as many sugar cookies and chocolates as possible. The only problem is that I'm sorta a health-freak. I look at the food and I can just imagine how many calories, fat and saturated fat are in it. Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL be going to the Ensenada trip with my church this year during spring break. I'm sososososo looking forward to it! With being in Spanish class, I can understand and speak a bit more Spanish, which shall be useful. Then, we'll do a vacation bible study for the little ninos and build and/or paint a house. Ahhh...i'm so looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I would like to give a BIG shoutout to my friend, Josh and wish him a very Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3262996795325119820?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3262996795325119820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3262996795325119820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3262996795325119820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3262996795325119820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-its-been-short.html' title='Sorry, It&apos;s Been Short...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6007029753051259996</id><published>2009-01-27T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:01:41.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john + Bible'/><title type='text'>John....</title><content type='html'>Please read chapter from the Bible! I'm busy studying it with my Bible Study group, who are by the way REALLY awesome! Just read it and you'll understand soon enough why I'm so excited about it....I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6007029753051259996?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6007029753051259996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6007029753051259996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6007029753051259996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6007029753051259996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/john.html' title='John....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8985360426009980411</id><published>2009-01-23T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:21:10.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the party with peter sellers'/><title type='text'>Watch This Movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/4c/2c/450662e89da00d39502c2110.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 500px;" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/4c/2c/450662e89da00d39502c2110.L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch this movie it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8985360426009980411?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8985360426009980411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8985360426009980411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8985360426009980411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8985360426009980411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/watch-this-movie.html' title='Watch This Movie!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7388408687874899148</id><published>2009-01-20T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:02:15.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 inauguration....'/><title type='text'>2009 Inauguration...</title><content type='html'>I got so emotional while watching this with my mom. I was crying my eyes out! The speeches were so wonderful. Here is the video! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This video may/may not cause tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjnygQ02aW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjnygQ02aW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I feel so proud to be able to live in this country. May God Bless America!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7388408687874899148?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7388408687874899148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7388408687874899148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7388408687874899148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7388408687874899148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-inauguration.html' title='2009 Inauguration...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1414021492405397296</id><published>2009-01-19T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:11:04.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch video...'/><title type='text'>Watch This Video!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHxHTMlyaqQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHxHTMlyaqQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1414021492405397296?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1414021492405397296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1414021492405397296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1414021492405397296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1414021492405397296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/watch-this-video.html' title='Watch This Video!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8392756669487668843</id><published>2009-01-16T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:02:45.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just....sad....'/><title type='text'>Just.....Sad....</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, I only have one pic after I was done with the play. :-(  Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SXFKJ52AYHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XqLS6DSXI9w/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SXFKJ52AYHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XqLS6DSXI9w/s400/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292092571143659634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8392756669487668843?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8392756669487668843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8392756669487668843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8392756669487668843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8392756669487668843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/justsad.html' title='Just.....Sad....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SXFKJ52AYHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XqLS6DSXI9w/s72-c/IMG_0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7824023796083023350</id><published>2009-01-15T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:55:40.899-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>I Am So Happy!</title><content type='html'>I did really good on my performance!!! (pics will be posted later) There were a whole bunch of advance drama students there and they liked it! Some of them even congratulated my cast and I. The really cool thing was that two of my close schoolmates came and were impressed! I felt like a movie star with everyone's compliments. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I Should Be An Actress...&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^) [*_*]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7824023796083023350?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7824023796083023350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7824023796083023350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7824023796083023350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7824023796083023350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-happy.html' title='I Am So Happy!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1693453906136528423</id><published>2009-01-15T09:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:06:46.171-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama performance...'/><title type='text'>Break A Leg!</title><content type='html'>Today I have my Drama performance, so to tell me "good luck" you have to say, "Break A Leg!" I don't know why, that's just the way theater is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a nice long vacation ahead for me. I have Friday through Tuesday off! YAHOO! I'm so happy about it! The only problem is...how shall I spend it? Maybe, I'll just hang out with my friends. (-_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited And Happy,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1693453906136528423?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1693453906136528423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1693453906136528423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1693453906136528423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1693453906136528423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-leg.html' title='Break A Leg!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6354241116303358426</id><published>2009-01-13T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:59:14.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise the lord...'/><title type='text'>Praise God!</title><content type='html'>I managed to survive my Spanish test! Now, all I need is a good or at least a passing grade on my Math final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working on my Drama costume and lines. I will probably be done tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I discovered a wonderful book in the Bible! Read the book of John. It is amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6354241116303358426?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6354241116303358426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6354241116303358426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6354241116303358426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6354241116303358426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/praise-god.html' title='Praise God!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4500987202942514010</id><published>2009-01-09T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:16:12.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged...'/><title type='text'>I Got Tagged!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather Leith &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to pick the fourth folder and the fourth picture in my pictures album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SWgErEz-e2I/AAAAAAAAAto/mWb6JPLo1J0/s1600-h/P1010127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SWgErEz-e2I/AAAAAAAAAto/mWb6JPLo1J0/s400/P1010127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289482900419279714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a random pic i took one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag everyone who reads this! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4500987202942514010?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4500987202942514010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4500987202942514010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4500987202942514010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4500987202942514010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-got-tagged.html' title='I Got Tagged!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SWgErEz-e2I/AAAAAAAAAto/mWb6JPLo1J0/s72-c/P1010127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-943243724963125374</id><published>2009-01-05T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:28:44.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albi the racist dragon...'/><title type='text'>These Guys Are Brilliant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWqTk73ab3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWqTk73ab3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing Off Of Her Chair,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-943243724963125374?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/943243724963125374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=943243724963125374&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/943243724963125374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/943243724963125374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-guys-are-brilliant.html' title='These Guys Are Brilliant!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2627243272752183185</id><published>2009-01-04T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:54:48.954-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework = evilness...'/><title type='text'>Dear Evil Homework...</title><content type='html'>Dear English Portfolio and Math,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are getting on my nerves. I feel like throwing you into a fire pit. But, I know better. I'll throw a copy of you into my fire pit after turning you in to class. Have a grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreat day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2627243272752183185?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2627243272752183185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2627243272752183185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2627243272752183185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2627243272752183185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-evil-homework.html' title='Dear Evil Homework...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2796819861838553610</id><published>2009-01-02T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:34:19.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too many memories...'/><title type='text'>Memories of 08</title><content type='html'>I know that I'm a bit late, but I got the idea from Heather's blog to list a few thing that have happened in 2008. Here goes nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard decision. The recent new thing that I have done is gone shopping at the mall without any parents. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..umm...the funny thing is that I haven't made any yet. I probably won't make any New year's resolutions next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Granny Oda. She died in August on the day of my orientation for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) What countries did you visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go anywhere, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still struggling in the Shyness department. I need more practice. And... I need to have more faith in God. I struggle a bit this past year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) What date(s) from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of when my Granny died, because it was quite tearful. I cried for almost 3 days, maybe even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training myself to always ask for help. I always struggle with this one for some reason last year and a bit in this year as well. And I am slowly coming out of my shell! (WOO-HOO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a cold. The guy who was drawing my blood, left a HUGE bruise on my left arm. It's almost healed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute earrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11) Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy. He deserves it this year. He's not so painful and annoying this past year. Love ya bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12) Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Where did most of your money go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and Presents, It's a tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14) What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A possibility of going to Chicago in the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15) What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, what a hard choice! I'd say "Hot n' Cold" by Katy Perry. I just don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Compared to this time last year, are you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wiser? &lt;/span&gt;Yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Healthier?&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I have chosen healthy food over junk food and gotten a lot of exercise. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richer?&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17) What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could have gone to some of the camps and day trips with hsm. It's just that some of the things are so expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18) What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19) How did you spend Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a huge amount of family, who will be leaving in 3 days. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20) Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21) What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House M.D. It is still my favorite show. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22) Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23) What was the best book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a REALLY hard question, because I have read a lot of books. Ummm...I have to go for, "Howl's Moving Castle" by Diana Wynne Jones. I reread it this year and I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24) What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun From Shadow. I heard one song and immedately got hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25) What did you want and get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earrings! Lots of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26) What did you want and not get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itunes gift card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27) What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark Knight and Ironman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28) What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few friends over. We watched and drooled over Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice (the one with Colin Firth in it). And we started dancing along with the characters in the movie. I turned 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29) Which celebrity/public figure did you like the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three favorites. Meryl Streep, Cate Blanchett, and Keira Knightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30) How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice n' simple. Plus, buying clothes at a thrift shop without looking embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31) What kept you sane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very sane person to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32) Who did you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and Lizzie. They're all the way from Chicago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33) Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34) What did you gain this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends! And more knowledge about the Bible and God's promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35) What did you lose this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36) Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a very difficult question. I met lots of new people and had a lot in common with them. So, out of everyone I'd choose...... Katherine (drama class), two Laurens, Kayla, Jessica, Kevin (a girl), and a lot of classmates from Drama. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37) Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're stolen my heart, yes You've have&lt;br /&gt;You're stolen my heart, yes you've had&lt;br /&gt;You wiped away the stains&lt;br /&gt;Broke away the chains&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes You have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heal my heart and make it clean,&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen,&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to love like you have loved me.&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart for what breaks yours,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am for your kingdom's cause.&lt;br /&gt;As I walk this earth into eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus paid it all&lt;br /&gt;All to Him it own&lt;br /&gt;My sin had left a crimson stain&lt;br /&gt;He washed it white as snow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2796819861838553610?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2796819861838553610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2796819861838553610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2796819861838553610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2796819861838553610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories-of-08.html' title='Memories of 08'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1426200343683874064</id><published>2009-01-01T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:00:51.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party til 09...'/><title type='text'>Party Til 09</title><content type='html'>My family and I had a HUGE party at our house. It consisted of 24 people, mostly adults.  Ruby and I hung out with my brothers and my friend. It was fun, because James played a hilarious youtube video. I swear that I was laughing the hardest of them all. I laughed so hard that I accidentally spilled coffee on my favorite shirt. Luckily, I had another shirt in my "room" (i'll explain the quotations later in my post) and changed. My mom suddenly decided that we needed some music to dance to, so she pulled out our Queen cd and put the volume up loud. It....was....AWESOME! Of course, my mom and her friend started dancing, which looked really weird. Until, my friend and I decided randomly to join in to make the party livilier. My cousin joined in for like 5 seconds before she decided that it was embarassing. My friend and I didn't care how we looked. We just danced and rocked out on some guitar solos. However, I must admit that I was the person, who rocked the hardest. We were either listening to Bohemian Rhapsody or Bicycle Race, when at the awesome guitar solo I started to rock out...hard. I tried to pretend that I was Andy, so I had my air guitar and started going along with the solo. All of a sudden, someone took my picture. I ended staying up until 2 o'clock. We watched the Countdown til 09 with Dick Clark. We made fun of Jesse Mcartney, Kellie Pickler, Fergie, and Natasha Bedingfield. Even though we loved them, we just couldn't help but point out how crazy their clothes were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, with 12 people in my small house, it's kinda...tight. I willingly gave up my bedroom to my Auntie Lee and Kai, which I have no problem at all. But, I now have taken over my mom's and dad's room. This means that I have all of my nessary items such as clothes strewn all over the floors and my jewelery all over the countertops. Ruby and I are now camping out in the van in the garage, which isn't as bad as it sounds. It's nice and warm in our bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that my cousin and I both sleep talk and sleep walk. So, last night I managed to listen to her sleep talking. It was hilarious. I tried my best to not laugh too loudly, because I wanted to listen to more of her sleep walking. Ha ha ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 09!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1426200343683874064?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1426200343683874064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1426200343683874064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1426200343683874064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1426200343683874064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2009/01/party-til-09.html' title='Party Til 09'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4559136151099370224</id><published>2008-12-29T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:06:36.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='got facebook...'/><title type='text'>I got facebook...</title><content type='html'>so, if ya guys want to add me as your friend, go ahead. ( ^_^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm making some cookies because I plan to have an awesome tea party with my friends, whom I haven't seen in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go see Twlight on Friday, hopefully. I've read the books, so it shouldn't be confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ready to go back to school. So, i plan to do a bit of homework today and getting all of my folders sorted out. The evil thing is that I have a quiz on the first day back to school. Another evil thing is that I still haven't sorted out my costume for my scene for Drama. We'll be performing in front of friends and family. Whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Out Of Energy,&lt;br /&gt;Katie (X_X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4559136151099370224?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4559136151099370224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4559136151099370224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4559136151099370224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4559136151099370224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-facebook.html' title='I got facebook...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4133845445253449902</id><published>2008-12-26T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:22:53.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-mas'/><title type='text'>X-Mas!</title><content type='html'>Christmas was really awesome and lots of fun. We now have three more relatives in our house! :-D&lt;br /&gt;It's my two cousins, Ruby and Kai, and my Auntie Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This house is really stuffed to the corners, but I'll miss everyone terribly when they go on January 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few cool pieces of jewelry and i got some chocolate to satisfy my cravings. :-P I now have a watch, which has now become handy. But, now I need to get use to checking it rather than checking my cell phone time. Ha ha ha ha! I got my mom the thing that she wanted the most.... Mamma Mia The Movie!!! The cool thing is that there is a cd attached to it, so that she can sing along in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever meet me again, you might be surprised that I have finally taken a South African/British accent. It's kinda cool actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Ruby and I went shopping together at the mall today. It was lots of fun, except for the fact that I didn't bring enough money with me. I only had $3 and a lot of coins. But, I did manage to buy two things, which is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time For Supper!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4133845445253449902?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4133845445253449902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4133845445253449902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4133845445253449902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4133845445253449902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/x-mas.html' title='X-Mas!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7593395538110202518</id><published>2008-12-21T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:11:46.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter break'/><title type='text'>Winter Break!</title><content type='html'>ALLLRIGHT! WINTER BREAK! YAHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy!!! It's winter break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I caught a cold on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It's really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the good news is that I'm feeling much better today. I only have a bad cough and a bit of a stuffy nose. So, I'm feeling pretty good right now, except for the fact that my nose is as red as Rudolph's nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I saw some mountains completely covered in snow, which was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm waiting for my two cousins and my aunt to come in on their flight. Unfortunately, they missed their flight, so it's gonna be awhile. Then, Ruby (one of my cousins) and I are going to camp out in my van, which was moved into the garage miraculously. That's gonna be lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &amp;amp; Excited,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7593395538110202518?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7593395538110202518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7593395538110202518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7593395538110202518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7593395538110202518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-break.html' title='Winter Break!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2740618053804704014</id><published>2008-12-19T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:53:16.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lane part 1'/><title type='text'>A Walk Down Memory Lane - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Today, I have been thinking about the past. I think about all the friends I use to have in my old town eight years ago. Strangely, I have started to become curious as to what happened to them and where they are now. Memory lane starts when I reminiscent about the time when my family and I first moved here. Unfortunately, I don't have the picture of our first day in our house on the computer. However, the earliest photo  that I have was on Halloween in my costume as Pippi Longstockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvPggb5dBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/xVygVRl06Dc/s1600-h/Oct3103toMay2204+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvPggb5dBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/xVygVRl06Dc/s400/Oct3103toMay2204+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281543145391748114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by going to the San Diego Zoo with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvQOcmDROI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ucvGUR2ZhOo/s1600-h/Oct3103toMay2204+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvQOcmDROI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ucvGUR2ZhOo/s400/Oct3103toMay2204+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281543934634575074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending with an embarrassing photo of me at my very first Talent Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvRUoH9ADI/AAAAAAAAAtg/molt8rKXTNs/s1600-h/Oct3103toMay2204+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvRUoH9ADI/AAAAAAAAAtg/molt8rKXTNs/s400/Oct3103toMay2204+243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281545140320403506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2740618053804704014?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2740618053804704014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2740618053804704014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2740618053804704014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2740618053804704014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/walk-down-memory-lane-part-1.html' title='A Walk Down Memory Lane - Part 1'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SUvPggb5dBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/xVygVRl06Dc/s72-c/Oct3103toMay2204+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5905258515248698764</id><published>2008-12-15T18:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:54:48.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 seconds'/><title type='text'>5 Seconds of Your Time</title><content type='html'>This is a quick 5 second post. Just lettin' ya being a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went camping on Friday and came back on Saturday. We were planning to stay until Sunday, but it was too cold. Plus, I had a big spanish test which i didn't study for yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Did my spanish test today. i believe that i got a big fat "F" on it. i didn't study enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting ready for the final project for drama. we're performing different scenes from different plays. i'm Martha in Arsenic and Old Lace. i'm pretty excited. ( i repeated this from last post. making sure u r paying attention.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Project for Spanish is due on Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. English portfolio is due in January. i have to start working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i have an x-mas party for small group tomorrow as well as an English support class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i have three more relatives coming on sunday. i'm not complaining. it's gonna b kinda...full in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i have a play report for drama. i haven't gone to a play yet. i need ideas for some cheap plays. or else i'm gonna have a "F" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i haven't gotten enough sleep for a few days. maybe i'm stressing too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i want to get away from home, even if it's for one day. it's so hard here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna listen to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muse &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dashboard Confessional &lt;/span&gt;songs right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collapsed,&lt;br /&gt;Katie (X_X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5905258515248698764?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5905258515248698764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5905258515248698764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5905258515248698764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5905258515248698764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-seconds-of-your-time.html' title='5 Seconds of Your Time'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1482636460632259344</id><published>2008-12-11T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:54:18.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology....'/><title type='text'>I Apologize...</title><content type='html'>I apologize for not blogging lately. As the majority of you guys know, I have family right now in my house. I have my Grandpa and Grandma from South Africa. Then, I have my brother and his wife with their dog. So, in total we have eight people and two dogs in one small house. Plus, we have to share one small bathroom, which is at the moment for dirty and unclean. Also, one has to make BIG meals for eight people. Now, we have three more people coming from South Africa. My two cousins (one is the same age and the other is younger) and my aunt. I'm gonna be wiped out by the end of this year. Yet, I'm really happy! It's lots of fun playing games with my family. For example, a few nights ago we played a game called, "Up the River." The game itself is pretty simple and you guys should have heard all of the giggles of laughter coming from the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have been having trouble with sleeping. Either I fall asleep and wake up at dawn or I can't fall asleep at all. The only thing that I can think of that might be the symptom is stress. So, i haven't had a peaceful sleep for like a week. Yet, to my surprise my body seems to be doing well, except for feeling tired at 4:00pm. Fortunately, I had a better sleep last night than any other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already have all our Christmas shopping done (thank goodness!) and we have our fake Christmas tree with its decor. Then, I got the honor of hanging the mistletoe. So, you guys better watch out when entering my house. *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing this week!!! I am soooo excited about it and i think that everyone is going to have an awesome time of worship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at Drama, we were each given parts to memorize for the final day of class, because the last day of class is the performance in front of friends and family. The class got split up into four groups with four different scenes from four different plays. The play I got was a play called "Arsenic and Old Lace." I'm playing the part of an old woman named Martha. The plot is about two old ladies who killed men. Not for enjoyment, but to help the men to die more comfortably. And i'm one of those old ladies. I have quite a bit to memorized. In fact, I have this one really REALLY awkward scene. In this scene, I'm suppose to congratulate a man on proposing to this woman. To express my graduations, I have to give him a *blushes* kiss on the cheek and a hug. One problem with that: AWKWARDNESS! Second problem: I have hugged a guy before (i don't mind that part at all) but I haven't kiss a guy before. It's on the cheek, but it just...feels...awkward. To me, at least. If anyone has a suggestion for me about this scene, PLEASE comment in the comment box below OR email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(;-_- )Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1482636460632259344?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1482636460632259344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1482636460632259344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1482636460632259344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1482636460632259344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-apologize.html' title='I Apologize...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2868496276433355110</id><published>2008-12-03T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:32:19.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick recap...'/><title type='text'>Another Recap...</title><content type='html'>I went to the HIV/AIDS conference up at church and it was very good. I really enjoyed it, until my dad and granny came and picked me up in the middle of it. My dad asked, "Where in the blazes were you?" and, "Why didn't you pick up your phone?" etc. The answer to question number 1 is: I was in the back of the building where I was in the middle of doing the prayer walk. Answer to question number 2 is: I had to turn off my cell phone during one of the things and I forgot to turn it back on. In the end, it turned out to be a whole big hoo-ha about where I was. On the way home, I turned on my phone and it said that I got three new messages. I listened to all of them and started laughing. All of them were hilarious! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pureflixcinema.com/media/upcoming_films/39_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 509px; height: 755px;" src="http://www.pureflixcinema.com/media/upcoming_films/39_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bible Study leader gave my friends and I presents! It was really sweet of her to do so. :) She gave my friends and I an adorable doll ( i'm never too old for dolls and stuffed animals) and a movie called One Night With The King. The movie is based on the Bible story of Ester, which is pretty cool. I tried watching it yesterday, but I got caught by my mom and she told me to stop watching it because she wanted to watch it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma and my grandpa are really funny, awesome and cool. You guys (yes, you person who is reading this blog!) would definately love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An embarrassing story, but kind of funny. I was walking out slowly with my friends out of Spanish class. We were chatting and laughing. When all of a sudden, I heard a loud HONK! HONK! HONK! and everyone (that's right, EVERYONE IN THE SCHOOL) turned around to see, who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOM! With red flaming cheeks, I hugged my friends goodbye and slowly walked towards the car. Then, my mom and grandma started laughing at how embarrassed I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm going to be working at the Christmas Child Processing Center again this year on Friday! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2868496276433355110?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2868496276433355110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2868496276433355110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2868496276433355110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2868496276433355110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-recap.html' title='Another Recap...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-198810244972646504</id><published>2008-12-01T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:42:29.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update + stress levels = chocolates....'/><title type='text'>Brief Update...</title><content type='html'>How was everyone's Thanksgiving??? I hope that everyone had a wonderful time with their family. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a feast at our house, however the most greatest thing of all was the 20 pound turkey!!! We had leftovers for days until last night. We made a delicious turkey curry with rice. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone going to the World AIDS Conference tonight? I'm planning to go, but I need a buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's seen Twilight???? I haven't (unfortunately), but I'm planning to bring my friend and my cousin near the end of December. I'm totally excited about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December....it's the worst time of year!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have to return a portfolio, which we're suppose to be working on throughout the year. If I get a big "F" on my portfolio, it's good-bye to 25% of my grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Because it's the time of year to study and homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have to do registration all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. TESTS! TESTS! TESTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Need Chocolates Right Now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Katie (X_X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-198810244972646504?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/198810244972646504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=198810244972646504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/198810244972646504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/198810244972646504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/12/brief-update.html' title='Brief Update...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6154747986257116157</id><published>2008-11-26T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:25:25.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life lesson number 1...'/><title type='text'>Life Lesson Number 1...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/5987123/2/istockphoto_5987123-piece-of-cheese-isolated-food-on-the-white-background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/5987123/2/istockphoto_5987123-piece-of-cheese-isolated-food-on-the-white-background.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Lesson Number 1: Never &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;eat a piece of cheese before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Result: You have the most weirdest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6154747986257116157?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6154747986257116157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6154747986257116157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6154747986257116157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6154747986257116157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-lesson-number-1.html' title='Life Lesson Number 1...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1690822884127507191</id><published>2008-11-25T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:43:23.532-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy (early) thanksgiving...'/><title type='text'>Happy (Early) Thanksgiving!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm saying, "Happy Thanksgiving!!!" now, because I won't have time and I'll forget all about it! Here are some Bible verses that I received in an email from my friend, Chelsea! Enjoy and don't forget to be thankful about all the things we all have here in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CKatie%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Pristina; 	mso-font-alt:"BrushScript BT"; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:script; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 26pt; font-family: Pristina; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanksgiving Verses&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                 &lt;/span&gt;1 Chronicles 16:34&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 28:7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let them give thanks to the LORD for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men, for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                   &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 107:8,9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I will praise God's name in song and glorify him with thanksgiving.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 69:30&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I will give you thanks, for you answered me; you have become my salvation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                         &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 118:21&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You are my God, and I will give you thanks; you are my God, and I will exalt you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 118:28&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1 Corinthians 15:57&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;Philippians 4:6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Colossians 3:17&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Amen! Praise and glory and wisdom and thanks and honor and power and strength be to our God for ever and ever. Amen!" &lt;span style=""&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;Revelation 7:12&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Pristina; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally, friends, please remember always that &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy&lt;span style=""&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Philippians 1:3, 4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 26pt; font-family: Pristina; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love You All!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 26pt; font-family: Pristina; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1690822884127507191?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1690822884127507191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1690822884127507191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1690822884127507191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1690822884127507191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-early-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy (Early) Thanksgiving!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7220558460928063276</id><published>2008-11-24T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:19:51.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick review...'/><title type='text'>Quick Review Of Today</title><content type='html'>I went to Spanish class where we had a quiz. Unfortunately, we had a quiz and I had studied the wrong words. I panic, then I prayed. I did the quiz and they marked it during class and guess what I got? A 6 out of 10!!! Isn't that amazing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's been busy here at home with eight people and two dogs in one house. It's been fun, though. I can't wait for Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I can't wait for my vacation. It's four days, Thurs-Sun. ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7220558460928063276?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7220558460928063276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7220558460928063276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7220558460928063276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7220558460928063276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/quick-review-of-today.html' title='Quick Review Of Today'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-4060302778998463791</id><published>2008-11-23T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:12:49.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes filled with love...'/><title type='text'>Shoes Filled With Love...</title><content type='html'>For the past couple of weeks, people have been dropping off old shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because at church we plan to send these shoes to a country where people can't afford to buy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they asked us to help out with packing up the shoes. They set up tables outside in the parking lot. On each table were a set of plastic ties and a big bag of shoes. We grabbed the pairs, make sure that they aren't too wore out or have too thin a heel (on a pair of high heels), and threw them into these huge boxes. It was fun, because I had two of my friends with me. It was great and it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It's gonna be hectic at my house from now on. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-4060302778998463791?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4060302778998463791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=4060302778998463791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4060302778998463791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/4060302778998463791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/shoes-filled-with-love.html' title='Shoes Filled With Love...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6007181819971247188</id><published>2008-11-21T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:17:37.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano songs...'/><title type='text'>Another Piano Song...</title><content type='html'>I love this song. It's just so-so-so passionate and it touches one's emotions. This guy is really good at playing the piano, it's just so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For You (it's the name of the song and it's by a guy named Joe Hisaishi, performed by a guy named Piya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YciAK7gTOtI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YciAK7gTOtI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love this song, which is from another animated movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theme of Marco and Gina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5b3d3KS_bzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5b3d3KS_bzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, another favorite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resphoina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nefiL10CFyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nefiL10CFyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...i wish that i was still playing the piano and having piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6007181819971247188?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6007181819971247188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6007181819971247188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6007181819971247188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6007181819971247188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-piano-song.html' title='Another Piano Song...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8166688127253497604</id><published>2008-11-20T14:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:42:18.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirited away...'/><title type='text'>Watch This Movie!!!</title><content type='html'>Watch this movie! Rent it! Buy it! This is my personal favorite cartoonish/animeish movie. It's really good. I could watch this movie a million times over and I could never get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nighthawknews.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/spirited_away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 519px; height: 755px;" src="http://nighthawknews.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/spirited_away.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I love about this film maker's films is the music. It is gorgeous! So, please watch Spirited Away. It is an amazing film. Here is some of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPm_r3lxbAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPm_r3lxbAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kc-HfJwXaLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kc-HfJwXaLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8166688127253497604?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8166688127253497604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8166688127253497604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8166688127253497604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8166688127253497604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/watch-this-movie.html' title='Watch This Movie!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3095432320639731513</id><published>2008-11-19T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:52:15.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy happy happy happy...'/><title type='text'>Why am I so happy?</title><content type='html'>1. I'm getting better from my cold, which i caught on Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. My load of homework has lessened this week, which means i get to have more free time.&lt;br /&gt;3. My Grandpa and Grandma are coming tomorrow and will be staying until New Years. They will be coming to church with us!&lt;br /&gt;4. I listened to a song that I haven't heard in a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;5. I watched a movie that I haven't watched in years.&lt;br /&gt;6. For Drama, we have no Shakespeare to memorize!!! I do, however, have to take part in a scene with three other people, but I have the shortest and fewest lines of them all.&lt;br /&gt;7. I played on my brother's Nintendo 64, which i haven't played on for years.&lt;br /&gt;8. My brother, his wife, and their dog are coming on Sunday and will also be staying until New Years, i think.&lt;br /&gt;9. I sang in choir last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;10. Twilight is coming out and i'm planning to see it with my cousin and my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downfalls this week so far were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing Bible Study on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Missing ABS on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;3. Missing Spanish on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have to go tomorrow to have my blood drawn.&lt;br /&gt;5. I fell asleep in a comfy chair up at the Refinery (this is like the second time I have done this. i got weird stares from kids).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( *_* )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3095432320639731513?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3095432320639731513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3095432320639731513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3095432320639731513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3095432320639731513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-am-i-so-happy.html' title='Why am I so happy?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1346935471116241672</id><published>2008-11-16T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:11:20.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long weekend...'/><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Weekend...</title><content type='html'>This weekend I sang with the choir at ALL the services, which was lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the church at 2:45pm after a long day of cleaning the entire house with my family. There we practiced until 3:45ish and had supper in the Dining Room. There lined on one table were four long rows of different kinds of sandwiches. I grabbed two and threw on a few Oreos (i forgot how bad chocolate is for one's voice if one needs to sing up on stage) onto my plate. I sat down next to a girl, whom I recently became buddies with. After supper we performed on stage, then disappeared outside. There were 5 different tables where we  were assigned to give the necessaries for filling a shoebox for Christmas Child. The service finished and we all sat on the floor in front of the stage and went crazy with boxes. People saying that they need tops or bottoms. We did the same thing for the 6:30 service. I helped a bit with clean up and left home. In the morning I had to be at the church at 8:00am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't have a good night's sleep. I went to bed at 11:45pm and slept until 3am. After that I couldn't go to bed, it was horrible. I lay in my bed until 5am and I disappeared into the bathroom to take a shower. I looked down at my hands. They were covered in a red rash. I gave a bit of thought as to what might have happened. Suddenly, I remembered that I was suppose to wear gloves while using a cleaning solution that had harmful chemicals in it. So, now i had bright red hands covered in bumps. I ran downstairs to find my dad making coffee. He gave me some cream to put on them. I was a bit embarrassed. I showered and put on my best clothes and left my house. I arrived at the Refinery and we practiced for a bit. Then, we had breakfast. It consisted of bagels, cereals, milk, yogurt, pastries, and orange juice. I ate a bagel and yogurt. We did basically the same thing, except something interesting happened at the very last service. While everyone were doing their boxes, they begged everyone to do more boxes. At the last second, I did another box, which was fun.  Yet, we only had 5 minutes left. I swear i was like Flash Gordon! I raced to this table at that table. I had 10 seconds left, when I managed to finish my box. Once the service finished, they asked us to take a few of the shoeboxes and pile them near these tables near the entrance. My friend and all of the HSM staff piled all of the boxes in the shape of a pyramid! It was soooooo awesome looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home, I collapsed on the couch. But, my mom made an appointment for the hairdresser so as soon as I got home at 1pm i had to leave again. By the time, i got home i took 1 hour nap. i could have slept for some more, but i had some homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH! I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Katie (X_X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1346935471116241672?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1346935471116241672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1346935471116241672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1346935471116241672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1346935471116241672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-long-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Weekend...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-5331980255756775159</id><published>2008-11-14T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:05:37.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video mutemath...'/><title type='text'>I Never Get Tired Of This Video...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zNlZ4QFt7FU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zNlZ4QFt7FU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just soooo awesome!!! I love the music and the way they created it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Random Post,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The song is called Typical by Mutemath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-5331980255756775159?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5331980255756775159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=5331980255756775159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5331980255756775159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/5331980255756775159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-never-get-tired-of-this-video.html' title='I Never Get Tired Of This Video...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1335068571521915443</id><published>2008-11-12T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:19:32.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch at YuYo&apos;s...'/><title type='text'>After Spanish Class lunch...</title><content type='html'>I have started making new friends at my school! (YAY!) It was pretty cool. After Spanish class, the four of us went over to YuYo's and ate lunch! This was my very, very first time to YuYo's and it was really cool. It was cheap and delicious. They mainly serve Mexican food, but they also make other food. Kayla (new friend) decided to treat the seven of us (me, herself, Jessica, Kevin (girl), Melita, and two other girls whom I forgot their names. i'm forgetful with names) to lunch and ordered us not to pay. lol. It was wonderful, because we all sat down together at a table and talked and laughed, and stuffed ourselves with food. I had a burrito with grilled chicken, rice, onions, guacamole, and other many delicious things. I swear I ate my burrito in like 15 seconds. I'm really glad to be part of their group! I feel so happy and welcomed. I can't wait for Spanish class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1335068571521915443?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1335068571521915443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1335068571521915443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1335068571521915443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1335068571521915443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-spanish-class-lunch.html' title='After Spanish Class lunch...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2816739072375049887</id><published>2008-11-09T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:59:24.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving break...'/><title type='text'>New Surroundings...</title><content type='html'>My family has moved the computer from the computer room to the family room. It feels very weird writing from this area. My grandma and grandpa are going to be coming next Thursday (not this Thursday) at around 2:00pm. I am really looking forward to seeing them! I should also be seeing my brother, his wife, and their dog very soon as well. Poor Max! He and Teddy (my brother's dog)don't get along that well. Even though Max is taller than Teddy, Teddy is more...in control. Another big week is coming and I can't wait for Thanksgiving break!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2816739072375049887?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2816739072375049887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2816739072375049887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2816739072375049887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2816739072375049887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-surroundings.html' title='New Surroundings...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7341448888641080332</id><published>2008-11-05T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:49:06.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family video...'/><title type='text'>A few exciting things....</title><content type='html'>First, I have found this video, which was accidentally taken by my mom. It's not that long, it's about 14 seconds. this video was taken when we went to a restaurant after my brother's high school graduation. My two brothers are the two big stars in this video clip, so enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7492ac39f37b5a39" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7492ac39f37b5a39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331733516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40F6B10BF427223284A931F1B9072C0DF6EDAC62.3D47163EF708744AF800F71E57CB24348C24B7F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7492ac39f37b5a39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djgjr1lcRKVnAAhhz-Ddavk4V3vc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7492ac39f37b5a39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331733516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40F6B10BF427223284A931F1B9072C0DF6EDAC62.3D47163EF708744AF800F71E57CB24348C24B7F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7492ac39f37b5a39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djgjr1lcRKVnAAhhz-Ddavk4V3vc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, choir practice has been switched to Tuesday! Praise God!!! I have really wanted to attend choir sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! I have missed it terribly. I've got to go now. I have two big essays due tomorrow at 3 pm sharp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7341448888641080332?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7492ac39f37b5a39&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7341448888641080332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7341448888641080332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7341448888641080332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7341448888641080332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-exciting-things.html' title='A few exciting things....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2374244296568228530</id><published>2008-11-04T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:44:48.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy anniversary j'/><title type='text'>Ummm....</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing to say except for..... HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, JAMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm a little late (7 days to be precise)! But, anyways, graduations James and Lizzie on their 4th (is that right???!!!) year of being married. I feel happy for you, two. You guys make an excellent husband and wife, so to celebrate i'll put up some memory-filled pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rehearsal (HOLY SMOKES! My hair is so long!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDpnLvQKpI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1wafXV8txOo/s1600-h/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDpnLvQKpI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1wafXV8txOo/s400/P1010028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264964823771261586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chapel (  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going to the chapel and we're...goin' to get married...and i don't know why i'm singing this song&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDp71LI9NI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GOQ5aK0c51s/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDp71LI9NI/AAAAAAAAAsE/GOQ5aK0c51s/s400/P1010031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264965178491466962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fun Teens Table (i'm being sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDqvXD0q9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/Obq2GhSKIXg/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDqvXD0q9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/Obq2GhSKIXg/s400/P1010052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264966063760911314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDrRR9owBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/0YbrGzCj9sg/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDrRR9owBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/0YbrGzCj9sg/s400/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264966646508339218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You May Kiss The Bride (c'mon, what kind of wedding would it be without a kiss?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDrtq71G8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/BOJQIVKDr-M/s1600-h/IMG_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDrtq71G8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/BOJQIVKDr-M/s400/IMG_0655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264967134247984066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, what kind of post would this be without a picture of me all dressed up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself (beautified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDsQj5YxpI/AAAAAAAAAsk/nFRUqBobhCM/s1600-h/IMG_06571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDsQj5YxpI/AAAAAAAAAsk/nFRUqBobhCM/s400/IMG_06571.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264967733654111890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Katie (*o*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2374244296568228530?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2374244296568228530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2374244296568228530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2374244296568228530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2374244296568228530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/ummm.html' title='Ummm....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SRDpnLvQKpI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1wafXV8txOo/s72-c/P1010028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-9040860306096713620</id><published>2008-11-03T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:50:26.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America Needs God...'/><title type='text'>God. America Needs You.</title><content type='html'>Father, I know that we have made mistakes in the past. I know that we have tried to push You away from us. We have tried to replace You by making up religions. But, to the reason why we reject You...I have no clue. Lord, please help us make the right choices for America. We need You to help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-9040860306096713620?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/9040860306096713620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=9040860306096713620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/9040860306096713620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/9040860306096713620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-america-needs-you.html' title='God. America Needs You.'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-6203021348947939829</id><published>2008-11-01T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:45:24.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boo.'/><title type='text'>Pumpkinfest &amp; Trunk-or-Treat...</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be going in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trunk-or-Treat:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I got a little dressed up in my red shirt and a pair of Capri and i wore my glasses and stuff. I brought a book, too. It was Eldest, but i didn't carry it around, because i had to hold on to a bag with all the treats in it. Once i arrived at the event, i sort of got really lost! It was HUGE! There were so many cars with different themes. An all guys small group dressed up in a poncho, sombrero, and fake mustaches and randomly started singing to the trunk-or-treaters. it was so funny! My leader has a black Volkswagen beetle, so we came up with the idea to dress it up as a ladybug, which turned out to be a huge success. Everyone loved the car and wanted to take pictures of it. I stood up and passed candy out for like three hours. I hung out til the bitter end, then I called my mom to pick me up. I went home and made myself two big bean burritos with sour cream. my parents started watching, "How To Kill A Mockingbird," and I watch with them and passed out more candy to the trick-or-treaters at our doorstep. Then, i left home with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkinfest: When I arrived, I couldn't believe the long line outside!!! It was unbelievable! But, the line went fast and i soon reached the front of the line. While i was handing in my money to the lady in front of me, she suddenly recognize me.&lt;br /&gt;"Katie! Do you remember me?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I can't remember."&lt;br /&gt;"I remember you when you were in third grade! you were so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I remembered who she was and gave her a smile. She told me to have fun. I went inside to the information booth where they told me that they could hold onto my purse if i wanted to. i immediately said yes and thank you very much. i ran up the stairs with two girls both named Rachel (no, not Rachel Styffe. She has been away at camp). I bumped into the Olsen girls (Nicole and Ashley, i think are their names) and Slater. We decided to go into the maze, which i thought at first was going to be really scary, but it turned out to be okay. it wasn't scary at all. however, a couple of other girls hung their boyfriends and screamed at the slightest movement. I found this is hilarious that I started laughing out loud. People probably thought that i was weird, but i didn't really care. i went into the maze like five times. i got split from my group so i wondered about by myself. i bumped into my friend, Emily, and chatted with her and met her date, Matt. He seemed very shy, which is a good thing. so, i started taking a liking to him and accepted him as my friend's date. i went into the theatre and watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!&lt;/span&gt; like two times. I left and went into the dance room. It was so cool that my mouth hung wide open! the only problem is that i didn't know any of the songs or the beat of the music, plus i didn't have any of my friends with me, so i didn't dance. i left and went to go carve a pumpkin. I ended up breaking two carving blades. i had to carve the pumpkin with a broken blade, since i couldn't find anymore blades. my hands were red and smelled of pumpkin after that. i washed my hands, placed my pumpkin inside the Dining Room area. The rest of the night i randomly walked about. I even saw a karaoke machine! Near the end of the night, i started chatting up a storm with Slater, which by that time it was time to go. i couldn't get over it! i walked outside and smelled the fresh, cold air. I looked up at the sky. The stars were sparkling and shining brightly. I called up my brother on his cell and told him to not come to the parking lot, because it was insane there and told him to pick me up at the lower parking lot. By the time i got home, i slipped into my pj's and washed my face and brushed my teeth and collasped onto my bed. I slept until 11:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my adventure on Halloween and hopefully you guys had an awesome time there or at home. I'll see ya guys at school or church or whenever!&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-6203021348947939829?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6203021348947939829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=6203021348947939829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6203021348947939829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/6203021348947939829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkinfest-trunk-or-treat.html' title='Pumpkinfest &amp; Trunk-or-Treat...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-1637720626521009845</id><published>2008-10-29T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:50:07.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last minute change...'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Change Of Costume...</title><content type='html'>I have indeed change what I am going to be for Halloween. "Why would you do such a silly thing? I was looking forward to the pictures of you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a majority ( a LARGE majority) of teenagers have no idea (no, i'm not kidding) who Eliza Doolittle is. Won't I look silly if no one knows who I am?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have changed to an easy costume. I'm gonna be a bookworm!!! And no, i'm not going to get dressed as a worm with its hole stuck in a book. Since I wear glasses, have millions of books, and love reading, that's what i'm going to be. The costume will consist of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A striped, collared t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Jeans&lt;br /&gt;Sandals (maybe, I'll wear running shoes)&lt;br /&gt;My glasses&lt;br /&gt;A bit of makeup&lt;br /&gt;Cute, short hair (mine!)&lt;br /&gt;A book (I'm gonna either bring HP or my library book, which is Eldest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my small group and I are going to decorate our leader's car for Truck-Or-Treat. For some of you who have no wonder what it is, it's basically like trick-or-treating, except without going from house to house, you go from one person's car truck to the next. Usually, the owner of the vehicle sets up a theme to decorate their car. My leader has a CUTE, black Volkswagon Beetle and we're decorating it to look like a ladybug! Unfortunately, i'm afraid there will only be three people, including my leader and me. Hopefully, more people from my small group will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have an update on my Math Midterm. Wanna know what happened???&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to PCHS and meet Josh and Chase at the entrance with a girl.  They were selling yearbooks for this semester. Unfortunately, I am kinda poor at the moment, so I couldn't buy one. *sad face* Yet, it was nice to chat for a bit before my Math Midterm. I left and went into the building. I swear, I was praying a million times underneath my breath. I was like, "God, please give me the wisdom and knowledge on what to write, etc." I sat in a teacher's office. Her name was also Katherine (yup, spelt exactely like that). She was super nice to me and told me to take my time and if I needed anything to just ask her. I smiled and said thank you to her. Katherine uncliped the Math Midterm papers and placed it in front of me. A soft thud hit the table in front of me. There were five pages of math and the font was very small, which seemed to make the matters worse. Katherine went to go sit at her desk and I sat there staring blankly at my math paper. I folded my hands and prayed hard for a minute started on my math. I had a few misheaps with a few of the problems, but everything was pretty easy. I took a nice break and walked about the school and explored. After the break, I went back to math. A few minutes later, I finished. I suddenly felt this weight lift off of my shoulders. I felt so happy...I was soon floating up in the clouds. Feeling at the top of the world, I turned in my papers and looked at the people who were still taking their midterms. I have to admit that i was thinking, "MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I finished my math midterm before you guys!"&lt;br /&gt;I thanked my teacher and met another girl named Katherine (is Katherine a popular name nowadays????). I left the building and felt a soft breeze blow. It felt so nice. While waiting for my mom to come pick me up, I lay ont he grass and soon fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the end I did wake up and went home exhausted. Yet, I still had enough energy for small group that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I finish up this super long post, i must say that if you are going to pumpkinfest and find me by myself or looking lonely please TALK TO ME or HANG OUT WITH ME! I know that I sound a bit desperate, but I have no idea who is and isn't coming to the Pumpkinfest. You guys are the best! ;-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-1637720626521009845?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1637720626521009845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=1637720626521009845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1637720626521009845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/1637720626521009845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-minute-change-of-costume.html' title='Last Minute Change Of Costume...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-2195346353714605232</id><published>2008-10-28T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:44:00.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hp 6...'/><title type='text'>I'm Such A HP Fan...</title><content type='html'>I love Harry Potter, alright? I love the characters and the plot as well as the humorous moments. So, my friend, Michelle, sent me this link for this movie. Unfortunately, it has been delayed until next year in July. But, until then please enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traileraddict.com/trailer/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince/feature-trailer"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squealing In Delight!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-2195346353714605232?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2195346353714605232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=2195346353714605232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2195346353714605232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/2195346353714605232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-such-hp-fan.html' title='I&apos;m Such A HP Fan...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-477698656231366775</id><published>2008-10-27T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:10:46.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the funnies...'/><title type='text'>One of The Many Great Comics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.snoopy.com/comics/drabble/archive/images/drabble2733700081027.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 187px;" src="http://www.snoopy.com/comics/drabble/archive/images/drabble2733700081027.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the image above to read it all!&lt;br /&gt;This comic series is great! I LOVE reading this comic, it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-477698656231366775?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/477698656231366775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=477698656231366775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/477698656231366775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/477698656231366775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-many-great-comics.html' title='One of The Many Great Comics...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3992244787420076364</id><published>2008-10-26T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:01:38.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*yawn* halloween costume...'/><title type='text'>My Halloween Costume Is....</title><content type='html'>Drumroll, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA! I'm gonna to Eliza Doolittle! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited about this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the perfect shirt and skirt and stuff. My mom and I worked on it came up with different ideas. The Eliza Doolittle that I'm dressing up as is a 2008 Eliza Doolittle. So, be prepared! I'll post the pictures of it on Halloween. My mom has an idea about how to make my face have dirt on it and stuff. Pumpkinfest is going to be awesome and i'm totally excited about! But, before pumpkinfest there is a truck-or-treat for all of the little kids. My small group and I are planning to decorate our leader's car and hand out candy to all of the little kids in our costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few things that I want you guys to pray for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there is a Math Midterm this Tuesday. You may think, "Don't worry about it, it'll be easy." But, think again! Math is not exactly my best subject. So, I'm kinda nervous that I'll get certain things wrong and I'll fail it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I have just started this special medication from the dermatologist for my bad acne. And apparently, there are a lot of side effects to it and conditions for it. I'll start getting dry skin and chapped lips, not that bad, right? But, there's more! I have to drink a couple of water bottles a day, because it causes dehydration. That's not all. It increases my chances of getting depressed (wow, like i don't have enough chances getting depressed with my ADD medication), seeing illusions, comas (yeah, comas!), and about twenty or so other things that I can't name. I feel a little bit...scared. What would happen if I got one of these side effects? Gosh, it makes me feel a bit frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Tired All Of A Sudden,&lt;br /&gt;Katie (X_X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Homecoming was this weekend! I couldn't believe all of the expensive dresses and tuxedos that I saw up at church. I can't wait until I get to go to a dance! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3992244787420076364?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3992244787420076364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3992244787420076364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3992244787420076364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3992244787420076364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-halloween-costume-is.html' title='My Halloween Costume Is....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-8223460426782456849</id><published>2008-10-23T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:28:54.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursday...help...'/><title type='text'>THURSDAY?! ALREADY??!!!</title><content type='html'>I still can't believe it! Today's Thursday! The days seem have gone by so quickly...I miss vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a quick update on how things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last think about last week Thursday. In drama, I was set in a group of girls. There were only three of us in all. Our lesson was about creating plays. So, for our project we had to created a play and perform a scene from it in front of class. So, our group decided to do something funny. Selena (one of the girls in my group) and I were two policemen (yes, male) with female names. My character's name was Julia, but he likes being called Buttercup. Then, my partner was named Diane, but he liked to be called Bubbles. I suppose that the first image that comes to mind is this cartoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powerpuff.tv/assets/images/powerpuff-girls-092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.powerpuff.tv/assets/images/powerpuff-girls-092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, that's who we sorta got our character's names from, except my character was more like Bubbles than Buttercup. But, anyways, the last girl (i think that her name was Kendall, ik, i'm horrible at remembering names) Kendall was Paris Hilton. The plot is about two police officers trying to stop Paris Hilton from getting away with shoplifting and it turns out to be very comical. I kinda feel sorry for my character, because he got attacked by Paris' chihuahua named Tinkerbell. We only got a few giggles and laughs. Everyone loved the Paris Hilton parts. In the end, it went well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, we had a thing called a Meriendas. Basically, it's a project in front of class. So, for my project I made a Mexican Chocolate Souffle Cake. It was DELICIOUS! The only problem is that it called ancho powder. Instead, my mom and I inserted more cinnamon, which turned out to be pretty good. Then, it was especially delicious with whipped cream. Yummy! It tasted even better when it was cold...*drool.* (here is a pic of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SQEkdtBUFWI/AAAAAAAAAr0/I-jx1iFTqCY/s1600-h/IMG_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SQEkdtBUFWI/AAAAAAAAAr0/I-jx1iFTqCY/s400/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260525932465362274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HSM Cd!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo excited about this!!!!! It's a cd of all bunch of songs that we sing at church. Since I'm old-school, I'm gonna buy the cd and download it into my iTunes on my computer. Omigosh, I'm like super stoked for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. English Literature.&lt;br /&gt;I've read some pretty horrible english literature books, but this book was absolutely brilliant! It's called All Creatures Great and Small. The book is about a young vet's adventures in the countryside as a veterinarian. This book isn't like too mushy with romance, it's a comedy. There is a spark of romance, but not a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking. Getting a costume and stuff is a bit of a hassle, so maybe I'll just go as myself for Halloween. I'm not sure, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm...that's about it!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-8223460426782456849?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/8223460426782456849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=8223460426782456849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8223460426782456849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/8223460426782456849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-already.html' title='THURSDAY?! ALREADY??!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/SQEkdtBUFWI/AAAAAAAAAr0/I-jx1iFTqCY/s72-c/IMG_0482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-7780938880890627889</id><published>2008-10-22T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:58:27.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkinfest 2008...'/><title type='text'>Pumpkinfest 2008- Part 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/AdOqHIv7Xw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="720" height="510" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/AdTmB4v7Xw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="720" height="510" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3 will be up soon!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-7780938880890627889?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7780938880890627889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=7780938880890627889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7780938880890627889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/7780938880890627889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkinfest-2008-part-1-2.html' title='Pumpkinfest 2008- Part 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6454505839387910500.post-3730923617217362789</id><published>2008-10-21T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:28:41.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged...'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged! So, here are seven facts things about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I HAVE TO have music while sleeping or else I can't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am not a picky person. If it's edible, I'll eat it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a very stubborn person.&lt;br /&gt;4. I absolutely LOVE walks. They really help me if I'm in a bad mood or having a stressful week.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can get angry easily, but I contain it to the best of my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;6. If I could be turned into any animal, I would choose a bird, because I really want to know what it's like to fly.&lt;br /&gt;7. I sometimes try to hide what my feelings are, because I'm afraid about getting hurt, even though it's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna tag...Erin Welcome, Josh Miller, and everyone else who have taken an interest in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG! YOU'RE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Katie ( ^_^ )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6454505839387910500-3730923617217362789?l=katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3730923617217362789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6454505839387910500&amp;postID=3730923617217362789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3730923617217362789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6454505839387910500/posts/default/3730923617217362789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiebeingkatie.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13635986790332491315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DvhzE8TZ5zA/TSTyLztm4SI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q6g8DuqD4fs/S220/IMG_0989.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
