we give thanks...

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!!

in the spirit of this day of giving I'd think it would be nice if I shared what I'm thankful for this year and why.


My Parents; for giving me life. for putting up with my bull shit all the time.For driving to all those dance lessons and competitions.Paying for it too. My Mom for making 4 different capes because i lost my original one,and all 3 days before regionals.

My brother; even though you are a pain in the ass and we fight all the time, I'm glad to have you as my brother.


My dance girlies; for having the same sick and twisted sense of humor as I have. Car pooling to dance outs, feises, classes, sweet 16's. For being the best people ever. I love you all.


St. joes Hoes; My big fat sluts. I love you all.


Bengay; for making my legfeel amazi g.


My hot legs; for being hot.


The Raccoon; HAHAHA. Being the greatest thing ever. Even if half the things you say are kinda retarded.


My Family; your all crazy and I love you.ve I you for being crazy.


Mrs. Mon; for all those lovely things you have done for my dance costumes.

Last but not least.

My dance teacher Debbie; for being the best I will ever have. you kick my ass so my parents don't have to. you've pushed my limits and made me a harder worker. You've made me more determind than anything. You've also have given me the love of Irish Dance that I will hold forever in my you heart.


Thank you.

I have no place in my heart for a criminal like you.

Make all of my decisions for me,
I've never taken the fall for deceit,
We'll keep a secret if you keep me guessing,
The taste of your lips says we shouldn't have met like this

I can't do this anymore.I fell for your act.
I fell for you.
You broke my heart.
I believed your lies. I wasted so much time on you.
I wasted a good amount of time trying to get you to notice me.
Its about time for me to hit stop instead of play.
You had your chances and you ruined them.

I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing,
The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressing,
for more than just a moment of truth between the lies told,
to pull ourselves away from the lives we leave back (home)...
I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing,
The flavor of your lips is enough to keep me here, keep me here

I should have listened when he said I was going to get hurt.
But I didn't. I snuck around with you.
I kept you a secret.
You broke down walls that I built just for this reason.
You actually made me really happy.
You came right when I needed you.
You there when I needed you.

When it all comes down,
to a sunrise on the east side,
will you be there to carry me home?
the remains of my wasted youth,
this wasted time on you
has left me shaking in waiting,
for something more.

I messed up my relationship with my favorite cousin because of you.
I don't want to talk you.
I don't want to see you.
I don't want hear your voice.
I don't want to see your name on my voicemail.
I don't want to hear your name.
I want to forget you.





I'm done.

Save your breath.

My friend Holly set me up with her Sister's friends brother who's 18. OK we went out. He was a Total asshole. We did the whole dinner and a movie thing. The whole time I was like oh my god, your a douche bag. You are a bag of douche. So the check came and I go through my bag to get my wallet and I get my wallet out and he goes "Oh your paying? That's great!" Being the bitch that I am and being fed up with him and his douchebaggary I got up and I left. That was my Friday night.

The next 12 days are going to be the most stressful weeks of the year. I can't wait. Its going to be SO intense. Philly here I come! I can't wait to get on the stage after a whole year of waiting. This regionals is going to be one of the best in a really long time I can just feel it.I can't wait wait for the most intense practices,I can't wait for intense stamina drills, I can't wait to get my team costume, I can't wait for rehearsal, I can't for my Starbucks the second I arrive at the downtown Marriott, I can't wait to warm up and practice in the hall way, I can't wait to dance all my new steps in my new dress and wig, I can't until Saturday so I can wear one of the most amazing outfits ever, I can't wait to watch my friends dance, I can't wait for my team aka "The really really ridiculously good looking team" to kick ass. I can't wait any longer. I want it to be thankgiving already so I get on that train and be on my way to Philly. This is my favorite time of the year.

You won't be offended if you have a good defense.

I read this in someone's blog and I absolutely fell in love with it.

For the record, I can say whatever I want. This is my blog and if you do not like me, or the topics of the blog about MY life then you do not have to read it. I have many different things going on and over the course of a week I might touch on each of them. If that bothers you then I am sorry.

You don't like what I have to say?

Don't read it.

Click the back button and go back to where you came from.


If it offends you ...get over it. The World is a tough place.


Xo.

Katie.

So What!?

Because this one started too much unnecessary shit.

And frankly, I really could give a shit anymore.

Tiny Dancer.

I absolutely love my dance class. Those girls are the reason why I look forward to dance every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and weekends. Their all filled with optimism, pride, just anything you can put into a great dancer, they all have it. I would do anything for these girls, their my best friends, my family, my sisters. We know each other inside and out. We go to competitions together, car pool to classes together, party together, we do everything together. I love everything about them. I have no clue what I would do with out them. We see each other at our worst and at our best, when we win and we don't place. National champion to craziest person in the class. At parties (especially sweet 16s) everyone knows were the "dance friends." Boyfriends like the "dance friends" better then our "real friends." I want to thank you girls for the most amazing times and memories of my life.

Its only weeks and days.

High lights of my week:

Obama ripped this country. He ripped this country a new one.

4 day weekend, it was well needed.

I danced for 4 hours straight. Best 4 hours of my life. There is just something about dance, I can't get enough of it. I know dance is definitely going to be part of my life forever. Its all I really know besides being being behind a camera. Ever since I was little it has always been dance dance and dance. There were some bad years and good years. I loved every single one. I would do anything to be in a dance company. In 17 days I'll be in Philadelphia for my Regional Championships. In Irish Dance lingo its called the "Mid-Atlantic Regional Oireachtas." Your reading the last word and thinking "Wtf? Is that even a word?" Why, yes it its. Its O-rock-tis. You learn something new everyday. I can't wait I just have this feeling that I'm going to do better than usual. I really hope my feeling is right.So just 17 more days until I find out...

Ok, can everybody just get along? No, why? Because were all a bunch of self-centered assholes. Stop being fake to one another, stop lying to each other. Stop creating drama, it causes unnecessary stress and ugly breakouts. I don't get it, starting shit with someone doesn't make you any better. It just makes you look like an ass.Don't say shit about your "ex-girlfriend" in the annex because you never know who is listening and its not nice.Plus, she a million times cooler than you'll ever be.

I saw Shrek The Third today, its so cute. I love one of the songs on the soundtrack. I can't stop playing it.

Tomorrow is school. I think I had homework, If I did, then I'm screwed cause I didn't do it. I get to develop my pictures tomorrow too. I can't wait to see how they came out. Jill, I'll scan them and send them to you.


Secrest out.

Katie out.