Damsel's daybook

Found this,thought it was interesting, modified it a little, and decided to try it end of story.


Outside my window...... It's dark, cold, and windy
I am thinking about......... lots of things, mainly how much school I need to finish before Christmas break.
From the kitchen.......... uhhh kitchen whats that? I just spent two days cooking I am taking a break from that place.
I am creating ......... Surprises in nature, pictures will follow.
I am reading......... Nothing right now, I don't have a library card to the new library yet.
I am hearing....... the sounds of people cleaning up and preparing for bed i.e. lotsa, lotsa noise
 I am hoping.........  for a few secret wishes to come true
I am planning.......... to overcome my fears and just do it, oh and to give the dog a bath. He smells...bad!
I am wearing............ A green hoodie (my fav) and black sweats.
Around the house.......... Prep for a new season
My wish of the week ......... to be able to inspire someone by my actions big or small

Picture Thoughts......

 Two of my sisters before their dance recital.

Swimmin wit da sharks mAn...

Ignore the spelling there. Try to think Jamaican like accent. Anyhoo it has been decided that I will enjoy this sorta..upcoming..actually here now Advent season. It won't go as planned, but it will be fun. There will be stories read, cocoa drank, and maybe even a Jesse tree. On a sappier note I intend to enjoy this season not only for myself but for my family. All of my younger sibs are still really young, think 10 and under, they still have time to enjoy many more simplistic and childishly innocent Christmas'. I on the other hand feel all of my 15 years, and realize it's not a childishly innocent focus on Christmas anymore. It's more a focus on succeeding, a pressure to grow up while still holding on to my childhood. Someday I'm sure I'll look back and see how young I was, but right now it feels like the world is watching, never stopping, waiting for me to fall and pushing me down when I don't. It makes one feel depressed to think about growing up so methinks I'll share something my sister shared with me.

During dinner on the weekends we like to play a game whilst eating. Tonight's game was would you rather? One question directed toward a sister was
"Would you rather swim with sharks or eat a worm?"    Her clever response
"Swim with sharks, see I'd put on some shark trunks and go swimming, so I wouldn't actually swim with real sharks just ones on the pants!"   I love this sister of mine

If you knew me pt.2

Alright so here's some more of my story. I'll keep it short and sweet as I'd like to sleep. Ha I am a poet and didn't  even know it.

 During this time I of course had my family, but I came to realize friends are a lot in your life too. Another thing I learned is that Ga is a very...traditional....generational....place I guess you could say. A lot of the people here have roots back to Civil War days and other have just lived here their whole lives. They went to pre-school with some of these kids or their parents were friends when they were younger whatever you want to come up with these kids had known each other for a long time. It shouldn't matter but it did. I was a nomad, and on top of that I was homeschooled so I wasn't able to make friends through school. So basically from the time I was11-13 I had no friends. I kept in touch with some of my old friends but they were able to move on and make new friends. I didn't want to look like a loser so I sometimes made up things about what I was doing or where I was going. When my old friends started to have fun social lives (keep in mind they were like me homeschooled, w/ similar enough interest.) I started to ask God why them and not me. I quietly built a rage for my family and God, not quite willing to show them my feelings. Why had they made me move? I would have had friends, been well established in my church community, I had even picked out the college I wanted to go to. I could've been like my old friends, having fun doing things together. Why did God allow this to happen? Where was He when I needed Him? What was His plan for me and why did it include so much hurt. I became angry with my siblings too. Why did they have friends? Why did my brother get to go out for a few wknds in a row w/ friends, while I was stuck at home? All these whys as to why God had done this to me. I loved my family, but I felt very alone as they began to settle into this new place. 
to be cont.
Kaity
to clarify my closest siblings are 5 years younger than me so the jealousy was really flaming.
Also I realize there are people in much worse situations, but to each his own. God gave me this test and for me it was extremely hard.

Tag your it

Okay so I saw this on Autumn's blog; Storygirl. It looked interesting so I decided to do it.
1) If you were stranded on an island and you could only order take out once, what restaurant would you order from?
I'd have to say Sonic, they have an awesome selection of yummy (not healthy) food.

2) If you had a backstage pass to meet any band/singer in the world, who it be?
I don't know maybe Toby Keith or Sugarland or Taylor Swift, or maybe .. haha

3) What was your favorite TV show when you were three?
Umm I wasn't allowed to watch tv when I was younger

4) Pick a song that describes you or the situation you're in as of right now.
Whoa tough one. I have such swinging moods right now. Sometimes I'm really happy and hopeful and sometimes I'm sad and depressed. I guess it'd be Keep Holding On? I think is the name by who I'm not sure.

5) Post a picture of your favorite shoes
I'm too lazy to find a picture of one right now but they are a type of converse with Dr.Suess on them.

 6) If you could create a new word to put in the dictionary, what would it be?
Idamajit

7) Are you a rush, rush, rush kinda person, or do you stop and smell the roses?
I tend to be a rush rush type of person, but I do try and smell the roses

8) When you meet Jesus, what's the first thing you want to do?
Ya' know this seems to be a popular question. I have no idea I mean it's a sort of out there question.

Okay so I tag the first 8 ppl who's names start with one letter of the alphabet.

Kaity

If you knew me

If you were to meet me in person you might not like me. Okay that one needs some explaining. I've always
been a bit shy, but like everyone once I've warmed up to people I never stop talking :) This is going to come out a bit scattered but I'll do my best. I lived in FL for most my life. For as long as I could remember I always had great friends, catholic and non-catholic. I had an awesome homeschool group and an awesome church community. Then when I was in 6th grade my dad lost his job and we had to move. At first we looked to stay in our area, because we had such an awesome community. Unfortunately we ended up moving to GA. I was upset that we moved, but I tried really hard to make some new friends. For those of you who don''t know GA is part of the bible belt, Catholics in this area are a bit sparse, not that it really matters what your religion is, at least I thought so. Anyways I tried to make friends. I joined the local homeschool group, I did drama with them, I did different activities. For my effort I was shunned. I would go and the people there would ignore me, they already had their own cliques and I was not welcome. I joined another group this one a Catholic one. Still I was left out. I looked for friends in my church community and I was left out. Everywhere I tried I was hurt. After a year or so I was done trying. I was hurt. I started questioning. What was so wrong with me? Was I too fat or ugly? Was I too boring? I didn't know and I kept wondering why people hated me. I couldn't make friends. I shut myself down. Around my family I was a happyish person, I was me. When I went out I would  I became a stone wall, quiet, uninterested, basically a blank slate. Some nights I would cry myself to sleep, wonering why people didn't like me. I wondered if I would ever have friends again or if I'd go through life lonely. 


To be cont....

Only a little late

All right, so when I started this blog I expected to have time to post......right. Life got busy in a good way and I decided to put this on hold until I had some more time. So I'll tell you a little bit about me;
I am a firm believer in Christ. I mess up a LOT, but I do my best to live 'right'. I have seven younger siblings who I love to death. I also have two dogs and a cat. I am homeschooled, but not a freak. I like modern things, but I also like things that are kind of outdated (sewing,cooking,home ec. time of stuff) I believe in the right to life. I am also a strong supporter of families of all sizes. I have two awesome parents. I've heard a lot of kids my age complain about how they hate their parents and I usually go whaat!?! As far as I can see it my parents are my parents (discipline etc), but also my friends ( I can tell them anything, laugh and joke around) They trust me and respect me and in return I do my best to trust and respect them. There are times when I get mad at them, but I usually understand why. I love sports soccer, swimming, running etc. I love art, puzzles and creative things. When I graduate I hope to become a photojournalist (dream job National Geo.)for some traveling magazine. So that's some about me. I know it's scattered, but you'll find out more as I try to keep up this blog.
Kaity