Fall in love or fall in hate.

Get inspired or be depressed.

Ace a test or flunk a test.

Make babies or make art.

Speak the truth or lie and cheat.

Dance on tables or sit in the corner.

Life is divine chaos. Embrace it.

Forgive yourself. Breathe.

And enjoy the ride…

Headshotssss

It's like I'm a mother fucking professional y'all. ;)

Scared of Santa? What?

He honestly is the sweetest man on earth, the man's a saint. No need for the tears.

Bridgeport, CT.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ozepC0AI9Sg


WAIT. HOLD UP. YOU NEED TO WATCH THIS.

Check me outttt

Got another Tumblr, my other one decided to be a bitch and shut down.

Here is my new one, i will post here and there!

www.cathymigliazza.tumblr.com

Let's rewind back time please.

Congrats Masuk! State Champs! Oh yeahhhh!

Hola

Hi. I'm Dora The Fucking Explorer.

Oh hey December!

Nice to see you again...
Its almost a new year!
25 More days until christmas!
Winter Break is coming very soon!
The drama auditions are next week!
Its going to snow!
I like you, Decemeber.

Huh?

Is it weird that i miss it already? :(

They stay forever...

Memories will never fade...

Family

This thanksgiving was with my dad's side of the family. Shelly, Bobby and i drank like there was no tomorrow, we told stories, sang tunes, played games, watched the football game, had heart to hearts and just enjoyed each others company. I loved every second of it. I love my family.

P.S. This picture was from like 2 years ago..

Cinderella.

Okay, it's taken me a couple days to gather up my thoughts but i think i know exactly what i want to say now...

Since the 1st week of school JStrong and about 50 other kids worked on creating a beautiful fairytale that every little kid loves to hear...Cinderella. I was so fortunate and blessed to play the part of the Evil Stepmother. At first i was so excited to do it! I couldn't wait to start, but then i got really nervous as time went on.. i kept thinking "What if i forget my lines on stage?" and "What if i mess up? What do i do?!" I am not trying to brag at all.. but 95 lines was not easy for me at first, but then i got the hang of it. The whole entire cast i think worked extremely hard to pull off 4 amazing and fantastic shows. Going out their each night was an absolute delight and pleasure. Once i got onstage and felt comfortable with my lines on opening night, i got this huge wave of adrenalin and i just didn't want it to stop, i just wanted to keep going and to keep showing everyone what i could do.

This whole entire experience was absolutely insane, crazy, hysterical, exhausting and so much fun. There is not one person in the cast that has not helped me through out the process, i couldn't have asked for a better Senior musical to go out on. I am SO incredibly proud of the entire cast, It will be something that i will never forget. <3

Let's rewind time..

Back to a much simpler time, please.

No words...

There are no words to describe this weekend and the whole process that lead up to it. I'm still sick, and way to exhausted now to tell you all about it. Come back tomorrow and see what i have.

One more week.

One more week until Cinderella... I don't know if i'm ready for this.

Homecoming/Halloween Weekend!

Some of my favorite's of the week :)


Ryan baby <3

LUKE FAIN. CAN YOU BE ANY CUTER?!

I love him 99% of the time.. ;)

Some senior's from Cinderella rehearsals.

Thank God for Skype..

Without it...i wouldn't be able to talk to my best friends everyday. :)

Busybee!

My To-Do List!


-Finish College Essays.
-Pick the scholarship's i can apply for.
-Sign up for Central's open house.
-Pick my senior picture!
-Pick my senior quote and baby picture!
-Get all my crap for Spirit Week.
-Try and figure out what the fuck if wrong with my phone.
-Send out Joe and Vicki's packages!
-Decide on the song Kerry and I will sing on Nov 6Th.
-Finish my Halloween costume.
-Haircut?
-Get off book for the whole show.
-Finish my Music Theory project.


I know there is plenty more to write but i cant think of anything else right now, fuck.

Blah Blah Blah

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Best Friends Forever

Because she is my Best Friend and I miss her terribly!

I think i'm falling in love..

Whenever we are together, you make me smile. Every single time i get a text from you i get super excited. Whenever you touch me i get goosebumps, and when you hold me i never want you to let go.

Dear Diary,

Here is the best weekend ever..


Friday: Met Kiki, Kristie, Mollie, Amanda and Ryan at Bill's Drive in for Dinner. Then visited Roma at her house, then went to The Rinks. Here comes the best part. My friends thought i could actually Ice-Skate. Oh god, They were so wrong. I was awful. Ryan kept pushing me and Kiki kept scaring the crap out of me! Surprisingly enough, i never fell.. weird. Then we played Lazer Tag. Of course my team won, duh. Blue team = Dream Team. No doubt about it. After that, we went to Kristie's house where Tim meet up with us. We hung outside and sat on each others cars. We talked about people, places, school, and things. It was nice to just hang out with them. We didn't care what time it was, how cold we were or anything. Just being there with each other was good enough.

Saturday: Soccer Game at 10:30 in Trumbull, we won. 4-0. Nbd. Then was lazy around the house all day until Ryan texted me! He picked me up, we went to Mollies House, then got Kristie, and all 4 of us went to the Milford Mall. Two 8Th graders got into a fight right next to our table in the Food Court, Bahaha. Then went back to Mollie's house, Amanda joined us. We watched Sherlock Holmes and 17 Again. Ryan thought it was be funny to make a sandwich out of every single thing we could find in Mollies house...which he did. He then blindfolded me and i had to eat it. Grossest thing of my entire life, they video taped it too. Don't worry, I'm sure it will be on Facebook in the next week. After that, we went downstairs, danced around blasting music, played with all the toys from their daycare, and changed into our PJ's. Then we went outside at 2:30AM freezing our butts off and played on their playground. Ryan and i were on one side of the sea saw and Kristie and Mollie were on the other.. Let's just say me and Ryan were screaming from pain and i flew off the seat, thank god i was holding onto him. We then took night shots with Amanda's camera for her Photo class, went back inside and watched Jersey Shore and Disaster Date. I got stuck in between Kristie and Ryan in sleeping arrangements. It was SO cold, so me and Ryan cuddled and shared a blanket :) HERE COMES THE BEST PART.

NO ONE WOKE US UP AT 6:30 AM WHEN WE ALL HAD TO LEAVE. So while Mollie went on her walk 45 minutes away, Ryan and i were still sleeping together in the daycare room. Finally around 10:00 a Chinese toddler comes running in crying. We both woke up, wanted to cry and ran out. We both agreed that we just did the walk of shame at Mollie's house. AWESOME. After that, came home slept for a good 3 hours and just was lazy all day.

This weekend was one of the funniest, craziest, cutest, loudest, most painful weekends of my entire life. I want to replay it again and again and again. <3

Love, Cathy.

Hallelujah!

I am off book for Act 1 !
Hell mother fucking yeahhhhh sonn.

What-fucking-ever.

I'm really done with High School, if i could drop out i totally would. All i want to do is go to college and live my life. Yes, i know College will be extremely hard, but I'm ready for that. I'm ready for that challenge. I'm tired of every girl at Masuk starting drama and shit talking behind peoples back. I don't get the point of it.. It annoys the fucking hell out of me. All i want, is to leave this shit ass town.

Only 9 more months.

Glad people think that I'm immature.. awesome.

Fuck.

Jason.

Here's just a regular text session between me and my bestfriend.

Jason: Hey cutie.
Me: Hey! Whaddup?
Jason: Nothing much, doing college shit. You?
Me: Same! Ive been working on it since like 12 this afternoon, i need a break!
Jason: Hahah, me too. You know what we should do?
Me: ...What?
Jason: Go to the same college together. That way i can see you EVERY FUCKING DAY.
Me: Hahah, what a splendid idea, Jason! =)
Jason: I know! That way we can see each other and i will never have to miss you so much.
Me: Hahah, aw. I miss you too baby!
Jason: DOUBT IT. I MISS YOU MORE.
Me: False.
Jason: Truth.
Me: Stop lying, Its highly unattractive.
Jason: But I'm not lying. ;) I miss you SO much Cathy. You know if i could stay in Monroe i would in a heartbeat, and if i was there i would make sure no one would hurt you ever because you are the most beautiful, funniest, sweetest and best girl that i know. Any guy who doesn't see that is blind.


...Yepp. He's the best friend i could ever ask for. <3

BAHAHAHAHA.

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAH. OH MY GOD. YOU STUPID BITCH.

You have NO idea what you're saying half the time. You repeat things to me that i already know, You keep saying "I'm not mad" and that "I'm not ignoring you".

Kay, well here's what i have to say..
Don't fucking talk to me ever again, We're done.
Bye.

I hate being sick.

Coughing, sneezing, cramps, headaches, warm fuzzy slippers, Tea, my blanket, sweatshirt, sweatpants, Law And Society essay, memorizing lines, college searching, fights, crying, watching movies, and eating food is what this weekend has been.

I'm really sorry.

I know you maybe able to read this, and i know you don't like it when i use people's names.. so i wont. All i will say is this..

I miss being able to hit you in the halls and say "Hey!"
I miss oovoo-ing with you every other day.
I miss being able to call you up when i had a rough day with my family.
I miss having you over to throw toothpicks and chase me around my house.
I miss you coming over and playing video games with me and Johnny.
I miss being able to text you and you actually responding.
I miss filming with you.
I miss sleeping over your house.
I miss the mean alto jokes you would make to me.
I miss going to the movies with you.
I miss going to Duchess with you and your girlfriend.
I miss just talking to you.
I miss being friends with you.


I miss you.

I'm really really sorry about everything i did and everything i said, honest to god i am. At the time i was just doing fucked up things, and it was completely rude and unfair to you. You know i would never mean to hurt you, i never wanted to. That was never my idea, ever. I was a wreck before, everything was changing so fast. People were leaving for college, my family was having a couple bad weeks, and just school starting was so stressful and i understand i can never blame my actions on my own personal problems. I apologize for doing that. I apologize for hurting your feelings. I apologize for being a total bitch. I really am sorry. I just wish things could go back to normal, but i know you never want them too. I fucked up to bad. I just wish you would talk to me, i wish we could start off being somewhat friends again. We don't need to talk everyday or anything. Just once in awhile to say hey and such. I just want to be able to see you in the hallways and not be scared shitless or be able to tell you something important and not be ignored.

The point is.. I'm sorry.

Bad day.

Some people i find quite hilarious, others not so much. Yeah, i think it's funny at lunch when you guys all crack jokes at me and the other kids. I do the same thing too! I don't deny it at all, yes it's pretty funny. But when you do it every single day, never let me finish what I'm saying, or to the point where i just want to scream... then its honestly not funny anymore. Excuse me I'm a FUCKING SENIOR. Treat me with some respect please. Do you realize that i am the only one in our lunch group who is a senior and sits with you guys. Do you realize that even though more then half of the kids who come in there i want to punch in the fucking face? Do you also realize that these "jokes" and "teasing" that you always do to me really aren't funny anymore? Do you realize that I'm actually really hurt by them? Today honestly went over the line. I could never saw a fucking word without someone judging or making fun of me, I could never be okay to speak my mind around you guys and i could never feel welcomed around any of you. Some friends you are.

Oh and Don't worry i won't sit with you anymore. Hmm...I wonder who you are going to make fun of now.

I use song lyrics to describe my life sometimes..

I havent been to church since I don’t remember when
Things were goin’ great ‘til they fell apart again
So I listened to the preacher as he told me what to do
He said you can’t go hatin’ others who have done wrong to you
Sometimes we get angry, but we must not condemn
Let the good Lord do His job and you just pray for them

I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know where ever you are honey, I pray for you

I’m really glad I found my way to church
‘Cause I’m already feelin’ better and I thank God for the words
Yeah I’m goin’to take the high road
And do what the preacher told me to do
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
You keep messin’ up and I’ll keep prayin’ for you

I pray your tire blows out at 100 and 10
I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with his and her tattoos

I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know wherever you are, near or far, in your house or in your car,
wherever you are honey, I pray for you.

I pray for you..

I miss you.

Sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
You used to call me your angel
Said I was sent straight down from heaven
You'd hold me close in your arms

I loved the way you felt so strong
I never wanted you to leave
I wanted you to stay here holding me

[CHORUS:]
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

You used to call me your dreamer
And now I'm living out my dream
Oh how I wish you could see
Everything that's happening for me
I'm thinking back on the past
It's true that time is flying by too fast

[CHORUS]

I know you're in a better place, yeah
But I wish that I could see your face, oh
I know you're where you need to be
Even though it's not here with me

[CHORUS x2]

Yes, those lyrics are from Miley Cyrus. Judge me.

Fuck My Life

Hi.
If you haven't noticed yet, My name is Cathy.
I'm 17, Senior and i was diagnosed with Diabetes about 2 months ago.
Since then my life has not been the same. My diet had to make a dramatic change and now i get awful headaches, intense sharp pains and every time i see my 6 bottles of medication i want to cry. I feel like no one understands what i am going through, This is extremely difficult and no one is helping me along the way.
Some friends i have...

I hate having Diabetes.

I GOT THE PART!

Evil Stepmother FTW.
November 19th and 20th. BE THERE.

Memories.

This was my Sophomore year, The day i got back from the greatest weekend of my life. These people are more then my friends, they are my family. I love them greatly, they helped me open up more, they helped me realize who i really am, and they helped me find God. They are the greatest people on the world, the end.



This was the summer before my Junior year when i had my Sweet 16 Birthday Party. These two keep my strong, i honestly don't know what i would do without them. <3

This was Freshman year at Kiki's Halloween party. That night was SOOOO much fun. Every single year she has a Halloween party and every single year i always wear my jets jersey, REPRESENTTTT. Anyway, this was a good time with good friends.


This night was awesome. The party where some cute guy thought i was 18 when i was actually 15, where me and Jeff peed in the bushes together, where Billie and i thought the cops were coming so we hide behind a tree, and where i drank so much i kept going to the bathroom every 30 minutes. Gooooooooooood times.

More Memories.

This was last year? I think. These two always have my back, no matter what. Best friends since Monroe El. <3


This was Freshman year. James, dated for a couple months. We had a good time. The way it ended makes me sad though, i still think the kid is fucking hysterical.



This was my Sophomore year, Spirit week. We have been so close since 5th grade. Words cant even describe how much i love this kid.



This was my Freshman year, Redhead time period to be exact. We've been like this since 7th grade. Nothing will change that.

And yes, some more.

This was my freshman year. This was my gang. Sat at lunch with them every single day. This was also the day that Krista and I cried until we couldnt produce anymore tears.



This was the "red and white day" of my sophomore year? I think. Anyway, i love him. There is no doubt in my mind that he wont make it far. He's incredible.



This was the day Nicole started our tradition of dressing up together on halloween at school. I love her.<3


This was the night of Jessica's sweet 16 party. Ive known him my whole life... literally. My family bought his house, i live in his old room. :)

Fuck.

So today has dragged out too long..

Today my two best friends in the world moved into their dorms in college. What am i doing? Sitting in my house doing absolutely nothing. Christy came over and we watched jersey shore for a good 3 hours. But now? What do i do now? Every one's away, or at college or is too busy.


I cant believe you both just left me and i already miss you so much. I just want these tears to go away.. I just want November to be here as soon as possible.

I miss you guys. <3

Lukey.

Even though the kid can give me back pains when he jumps on me and screams "KOALA" ..

i still love him.
I MEAN... 'Hi charlie may' ;)

#$%^&*(@!!!!

I GOT A CALL BACK.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's time to go our seperate ways.
Goodbye's suck.
Later, bro.

Someday it will be my turn...

Tomorrow at 2:30 i will be in the Auditorium auditioning for my last musical ever in High School. (Can i make it any more dramatic?!) This is my senior Musical. This is my year to finally show people what I'm made of. To show people my voice.. to show them what i can do on that stage where i call home. I'm still nervous.. But i don't care. I need to own it.

Tomorrow it will finally be my turn to show them what i got.

It's senior year, baby!

There is exactly 41 weeks until I graduate High School. Whoa!

Today was the first day of my senior year, another way Luke put it was "its your last first day of high school ever" ....i feel so old. Today was pretty good though, i like most of my teachers, some kids in my classes can suck my dick but oh well! I'm pretty excited for this year though. I mean, I'm a senior now. I remember walking into Masuk and saying " WHAT THE FUCK!?" and now i blinked and I'm a senior. It went by way to fast. That's why i am making a promise to myself, today.. that every single say i will do something that scares me. I will live each day to the fullest like there is no tomorrow. This is my senior year, and i am going to make it right.

SENIORS 1iving 1ife <3 2011.

Don't mess, broski.

Hi, My name is Cathy. I am an active member of the St. Jude's youth group. I absolutely love it. Many of the people there have helped me through so much stress, problems and struggles in my life. Every year my church has an Italian Festival on our back parking lot with tons of games, rides, raffles and food. Its one of my favorite times of year. Everyone pitches in and helps out. My dad does parking, my mom and i usually do the food and my brother helps with games. This year although i worked at the ticket booth and youth group table. But this year one thing stuck out to me more then anything.. and it was the stupid freshman pointing and laughing at my table. Now, at first me and my friend got SUPER pissed and thought "NO ONE MESSES WITH MY CHURCH GROUP" And we wanted to rip their heads off. But then, we looked at each other and realized that doing that wasn't the right approach. We didn't say or do anything to them. The kids who were making fun of my youth group just haven't let god in their lives yet. Maybe they never will, maybe the have but the just want to copy what the other kids were doing. All i know is that, with my faith and what i believe in.. i will pray for them to let them have god into their life and to maybe grow up and little bit and not be such a jerk ;)

I pray every night. (well as much as i can anyway...) but when i do.. i mean it. I pray for all my family members, for my friends... and now even some of my ex-friends. I pray for everyone who is important to me in this world. Without those people, i don't know where i would be today.

Have fun in college.

Miss you already baby <3


It's Thursday August 26, 2010. Already about 20 of my friends have left to either go back to college or start their freshman year of college. It sucks saying goodbye.

SUMMER 2010

^DREAM TEAM 2010 <3
I only have about one more week until I start my Senior year. I'm so fucking ready.

SAYWHATTT?

Thank god for Adam. He just sent me this text "WE WILL BE SENIORS IN EXACTLY A WEEK."

Really? I'm going to be a Senior in a week? Seroiuosly? Holy Shit.
Well, Fresh Fest is tomorrow, and im ready to finally say "Hi! My name is Cathy and I'm going to be a Senior this year."

Hell mother fucking yeah!

Love.

Hanging with the Ex today, not sure how this will go down.

Oh, and here... Another one of my favorites.
Shit. Here comes the tears.
For all you reading this and saying "Why the fuck is she crying?" You wouldn't understand. Italy is the most beautiful place in the world. You can find food, love, and plenty of memories.

Masuk Chamber Choir 2010, we will never forget the best 12 days of our lives. <3

This very spot where i took this picture, is where i want to get married with the man of my dreams. Its one of my favorite pictures from Italy. This day when Joe, Jesse and i found it.. We slowed down and stopped there for a good half hour staring at it's beauty.

I want to go back, now.

Take me back to Italy.

I hate being sick.

Dear Dad

Dear Dad,

I'm only 17 years old. Can you remember that? Can you also remember that this is summer time? And that i have been working my ass of this whole summer at my job and these are my last 2 weeks before i go back to school? Can you remember that I'm going to be a senior in high school now? Can you remember that i want to enjoy my life with my friends? Can you remember that I'm your daughter, not your co-worker?

Can you remember that?

I love you.

Love, Kitty-Kat.

Camp.

This was from Summer Fun Days Banquet 2009.
Today was probably the worst day of camp ever, but it doesn't matter i have the best staff in the world. Thank god for them.