Woo. Here I sit, feeling like I got run over by a semi 12 times.... New Years Eve
What a joy. Here in Korea, they don't believe in having a healthy number of days off... no no. We get the 1st off. Then we have to go back to work for ONE DAY on the 2nd. So stupid.
Nothing is more fun than sitting alone in your apartment, thinking about how you are thousands of miles away from ANYONE moderately important.... And sick.
Fun.
Happy fucking new year.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Jizz In my Pants
This song/video makes me laugh hysterically every time.
Kristen and Mike kept making the face at me that he does at 00:30. I couldn't breathe I was laughing so hard.
I Jizz In My Pants
I love it.
Kristen and Mike kept making the face at me that he does at 00:30. I couldn't breathe I was laughing so hard.
I Jizz In My Pants
I love it.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
No one.
I get the distinct impression in life that no one really knows me. I don't know if this is because I have a permanent wall up that doesn't allow people in, or if it is because people around me just don't bother. I think its a little of both.
Recently I tried to bring to the attention of a friend that she was hurting another friend. I don't intentionally hurt people. Sometimes what I can say is harsh.....
My friend Ashley said in high school when I asked her to describe me for my senior project... "Katie can sometimes be harsh, but she always means well and you know she really cares...".
I don't know why, but that really stuck with me. Never a truer statement of me. I can definitely be harsh. I have a filter, and thank god I do... cause things I COULD say are far worse than what I really do say.
In this situation I tried to be diplomatic and not hurtful. I thought I did good until things started to get personal towards me and started to hurt me.
No, I haven't had a terrible life. I had parents who loved me and provided for me. But thats the only real relationship in my life that hasn't absolutely destroyed me. My own grandparents told me to my face that they didn't consider me their grandchild. I was just a replacement for my dad's other kids. That hurt but not as bad as being disowned by 4 aunts and an uncle, a grandmother, grandfather, cousins, etc etc. That was the worst part. It was almost like they all died. But I put on a brave face and started to build this permanent sky-high wall I have surrounding me.
Other events in life have turned me into this... and when I finally thought I had made friends who might make the effort to know the real me... they write me off because I had the nerve to be blunt.
My definition of friendship is to be real, honest and good. I don't fake with friends. If something has hurt me, I say it.
I can't believe no one in life really knows me.
Recently I tried to bring to the attention of a friend that she was hurting another friend. I don't intentionally hurt people. Sometimes what I can say is harsh.....
My friend Ashley said in high school when I asked her to describe me for my senior project... "Katie can sometimes be harsh, but she always means well and you know she really cares...".
I don't know why, but that really stuck with me. Never a truer statement of me. I can definitely be harsh. I have a filter, and thank god I do... cause things I COULD say are far worse than what I really do say.
In this situation I tried to be diplomatic and not hurtful. I thought I did good until things started to get personal towards me and started to hurt me.
No, I haven't had a terrible life. I had parents who loved me and provided for me. But thats the only real relationship in my life that hasn't absolutely destroyed me. My own grandparents told me to my face that they didn't consider me their grandchild. I was just a replacement for my dad's other kids. That hurt but not as bad as being disowned by 4 aunts and an uncle, a grandmother, grandfather, cousins, etc etc. That was the worst part. It was almost like they all died. But I put on a brave face and started to build this permanent sky-high wall I have surrounding me.
Other events in life have turned me into this... and when I finally thought I had made friends who might make the effort to know the real me... they write me off because I had the nerve to be blunt.
My definition of friendship is to be real, honest and good. I don't fake with friends. If something has hurt me, I say it.
I can't believe no one in life really knows me.
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