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.

My doctor gave me the wrong medicine..

He said i needed to stay in, lay down and rest. Maybe take some medicine and have some hot tea for my throat.. But he was wrong.
You know what helped me feel better this weekend? My friends. I will be completely honest here, (like i always do) .. here's what i did this weekend..
It started on Thursday having a drunken GNO at kik's with everyone. Friday was sleepover at Shells new apartment. Saturday was Joe's show and then cast party. I got wasted and then came home with such a full bladder i almost cried. Sunday i went to the movies with some friends and then hung at Joe's for like 6 hours.

Yeah so a couple things i did this weekend weren't legal, and maybe they weren't the smartest thing i can do either, but i look at it like this.. you only have one life to live. make the most of it, you never know what can happen.

and hey! i feel so much better. But also, don't get confused the alcohol wasn't what made the pain go away in my body it was my friends being by my side and just enjoying life with me. Thank god i have them.