My earliest memory is from when I was... it had to be 1 year and 4 months old... it was Christmas Eve and I was running down the hallway of the first house I ever lived in (we moved just before I turned 2 the following July, to the house I ended up growing up in). I was running from my mother who was chasing me with a hairbrush trying to get me ready. I was in my Christmas dress and everything. I never liked getting my hair brushed, hence why I was trying to get away. That's all I remember, and I do not think I was successful in escaping. :)

so i feel like i have to say something since this is a pretty big world event that has happened. london was hit with 4 simultaneous terrorist attacks this morning in their subways and on a double-decker just before 9 this morning, their time. my mom woke me up at 6:45 this morning to tell me, and my parents and i watched cnn for a few hours before they left for work. what i find kinda weird is that it happened just before 9 in london, which means it happened just before 3 here, and that's when i fell asleep. i dunno, it's just creepy to know what you were doing the exact moment it happened and to have no idea. i dont know why, it just is. anyway, people have been saying that it was because london won the bid for the 2012 olympics yesterday, but i know that's just stupid. i'm thinking it has to either do with the g8 summit or great britain being such a strong ally of the us. why these retards would want to disrupt the summit that will bring the entire world more freedom and happiness, i do not know. terrorists are generally basket cases, but i think we all knew that. anyway, the group taking responsibility for the attacks "the secret group of al qaeda jihad" is now warning italy and denmark to get troops out of iraq. hmm. the terrorists got it right in madrid a year ago, they got it right in london today... somehow i think they'll manage to do it in rome and... whatever city is in denmark. oh well. tony blair is back in london, he left the summit. wow. tony blair didnt go hide on a base in louisana after his country was attacked. wowww. but yeah, he issued his first statement surrounded by all the leaders at the summit. i thought that was kinda cool. i just wish that they didnt all look like they were standing at attention with zero emotions. anyway, i'm off to keep watching cnn. i just felt like i had to say something.

my mom also said that if this had happened a year ago, i would not have gone to cambridge-- because one year ago today was a week before i left. i dunno why threw that in, but yeah. it's all just eerie and shocking. anyway, talk to yall later.

tonight was an interesting night.  i got off work at 1:30, which was nice.  so i chilled and whatnot until 6 when i ventured over to las palapas for a party, thrown by my grandfather, for my graduation.  and not just mine, 2 of my cousins also graduated, as well as my... i dont know wtf she is.  i'll just call her my cousin too. so yeah, there were 4 honored guests.  surprisingly, i had a really fun time.  i usually dread these extended family get togethers, especially on my dad's side, but it was fun.  miguel and jessica kept me amused the whole night.  jessica is the cousin who was born exactly 12 hours before i was, i dont know if i've ever mentioned her. but yeah.  august 11, she was born just before noon, and i was born just before midnight.  kinda cool.  miguel is a few months older.  but let me say, he looked hot tonight.  i dont know if it's weird to call your cousin hot, but he looked damn good.  he was wearing these black slacks and this pewter-colored button down shirt.  i've never seen him looking so cleaned up.  usually he'd be all sweaty and gross from doing who knows what.  but yeah.  the three of us talked and the like.  our grandfather was all drunk.  he made us stand at the door and greet people as they came in (it was just us three-- amy, the cousin or wahtever the fuck she is got into a "car accident" and would be running late.. i think she was just trying to get out of talking to all the family members we dont know.)  and so he came wandering in with his strawberry margarita.  so i held out my hand and was like "yum!  thank you!"  and he just handed it to me and kept walking.  so i was like "cool!" and took a sip.  then miguel and jessica took sips and we gave it back to him.  then he got a waitress to give us each a margarita.  gotta love my grandfather, i tell ya.  he also kept coming back to our table and going "did you kids get enough to drink?"  miguel kept wanting a shot, but paula wouldnt let him.  hmmm...  ah well.  cindy and frank were here too.  yall may remember my long post about frank and cindy.  but yeah, i love frank.  he's the one who was paralyzed on his left side from a helicopter accident.  he's such a great uncle and we're not even blood-related or anything.  cindy is my dad's sister.  but yeah, he's so nice.  my mom said he's always had a soft-spot for me, for some reason.  but yeah, as we were leaving, he gave me this really long tight hug and was like "i'm so proud of you."  i thought it was interesting because i almost never see him.  but yeah, i love him a lot.  anyway yeah, it was a good night.  

i'm off work tomorrow!  yay!  i'm planning in sleeping... and sleeping... and sleeping.  i've had to get up early a few days straight, so i'm ready for a break.  woohoo!  

anyway, a few not-so-great things have happened recently, and i'm slightly worried.  i have no idea what's going on.  so i'm giong to post some lyrics for somebody who may be hurting right now.  not sure if they are, but yeah, this is for you:

( linger on )

okay.  hopefully i'll do some reading tonight.  i'm going to download some music.  as soon as my brother gets off the laptop.  ugh for now,  who knows.  talk to yall later :)

okay so that i wont forget this sometime this week:

sunday: 10a-6:30p
monday: 11:15a-5p
tuesday: 9:30a-1:30p
wednesday: off
thursday: 12p-5:30p
friday: 4p-9p
saturday: 3:15p-9:15p
sunday: off

god! this totally sucks! like okay, i'm totally happy that i have no 8 hour shifts after sunday. but god. friday and saturday totally bite. i ABHOR late shifts like that. i spend all fucking day just waiting to go to work, then i get to work the joyous 5:00 rush and then the after 8 dead time. where i stand at my register and daydream. the longest seconds pass when it's after 8 at night. jesus fucker. and i only have 2 days off this week? god! oh well. short shifts. i shouldnt be complaining. but still. working the 4th AND the day after the 4th totally bites. all i really wanted was the fifth off so that i could freely stay up really late popping fireworks, but doesnt look like that's going to happen. i have to go in early too. why me?\

i dont understand why they want me to work so much this week. i'm like the slowest cashier. tom informed me of that on tuesday. he wanted me to get my ipm's to be at least 20. they were hovering at 17. i did manage to raise them to 18 by the time i was off on tuesday, which i'm very proud of. a whole item in a few hours is impressive. go me. but it also didnt help that this guy derek was at the register next to me, who averages like 40 ipm. it's unbelievable. he's so fucking fast. that's like more than 1 item every 2 seconds! and with produce? holy hell! i'm so intimidated. i want cody. *sob*

well. i was at kayley's last night. it was totally a kately night (havent used that word in awhile, now have we, dearest?) because we started out the night doing math stuff. then we made flan at 11:30 at night. watched "the jacket" while it cooled, then went down to eat some (came out actually tasting like flan), and then did other misc random stuff. was an interesting night. lessee... what was it that kayley said randomly that i told myself to remember? *thinks* ahh yes.

"do you think you could train your feet to be flexible enough so that you could give somebody the middle toe?"

she gets so strangely pensive late at night when we're watching movies. ah well. it's amusing. she also becomes very fond of the phrase "wake up, donnie." she'll get over that eventually. i hope. :-P

hmmmm. dad's making margaritas. and i work tomorrow at 8:30 in the morning. to drink or not to drink? hell i dont care. i'm drinking! :)

okay guess that's it. did anything interesting come out today? hmmm. kayley, we should see that penguin movie tomorrow night. i get off work at 5. so yeah, we totally should, :)

alrighty, i'm off now.

okay so i feel like an idiot, but wtf are lj tags? i see that some ppl put them at the end of their entries and i click them and it sends me right back to the beginning of their entry and... i'm so confuzzed, because nothing's changed. so what's a tag?

i other news, i feel like a geek. i spent two hours last night messing with layers and components to change my lj slightly. all that messing about, and all i really managed to do was change the colors. which was a lot more difficult for me than it would be for any of you because i have a paid account, and kayley gave my lj a specific theme, so i actually had to go in to the html coding place and change the colors that way. not the easy 'customize lj' way that all of you ppl do. though i did change the free text box thing on the right, you may note. anyway, i'm quite proud of myself. weee go kate!

anyway, the nba draft is tonight. i'm probably not going to watch. i'll just tune in when the spurs are picking, decide if he's hot, debate whether or not we'll keep him, then go off to watch "the jacket," which was due back to blockbuster today but i still have not viewed it. and there's the no late fees thing so... :)

well work today was okay. i think i only managed to piss three customers off today as opposed to like 5, which is my daily ritual. there was this lady today with an awful hacking cough, so i tried to hold my breath as she was passing through so as not to catch her illness. i've already had this conversation with shelley, but that's really the only time when i'm a germaphob... when ppl are coughing up a storm. i do not want to breathe in the air they just coughed out. and today, i didnt want to touch any of the groceries that this lady was buying, but i had to. grrrrr. i better not get sick, because that cough sounded terrible. then there was this other lady, who watched me bag all of her stuff, then goes "oh, i want paper bags. haha! sorry!" i wanted to strangle her. or hit her really hard in the temple or collar bone or something so that she would die. it was close to the end of my shift so i was slightly frustrated, you see. i'm not usually that evil. really, i'm not.

unfortunately, no cody or cameron today. double blow to my heart. *sigh* hopefully tomorrow at least one of them will be there. it's a fucking 8.5 hour shift, i'll need SOMETHING to look at.

the heb diet coke sucks. i should not have bought 2 bottles. but the 2/$1 seemed too good to be true. now i'm stuck with this crap diet coke. blaaast!

okay. that is all. i'm off!

oh lord. so i'm exhausted and extremely sore. haha i almost typed "soar." i can soar like the great eagles of the skies above! anyway. so i had my first real self-defense class yesterday at darryl's house. he has this little karate-type gym set up in his garage. so he gave me these glove things, thank god because last time i jammed my right ring finger MOST PAINFULLY, and these gloves were to prevent that kind of thing i guess. so anyway, i learned kicks yesterday. front kicks and side kicks. it was really funny, because he gave me a shoe box to carry and told me to pretend that they were my books and that i was walking back to my dorm at midnight and then he pretended to be an attacker so that i could do a sidekick to his chest without dropping the books. in case i didnt have enough time to turn towards him and actually fight him and all i could do was kick and run. whoa what a run on. anyway... it was fun. i'm really really sore today. like my entire upper body throbs when i move. owwwie. but i'm very happy. it's actually something i look forward to this summer. i've been running short of things to look forward to ever since the playoffs ended.

i rented 'the jacket' today. not sure when i'm going to watch it, but i will eventually. my dad bought me a 2005 nba champions pennant for my wall. i'm happy happy happy. it's strange because the word "champions" is in blue. and that's not one of our colors. veeeery strange.

i downloaded "we are the champions" by queen about an hour ago and it's now on my ipod. i'm such a dork, but i do love that song. i'm freezing my butt off right now because my parents and brother are watching 'the day after tomorrow' and that movie always makes the room temperature drop 50 degrees. or maybe it's just my imagination.

oh my god i love cody and cameron. my heb hotties. cameron is the hot manager i've been dreaming about. soooo sexy. and cody is a bagger who always talks to me. it's weird, because most ppl ignore me because i'm new and i dont really talk to them myself... but cody's always all "hey kate, how are you?" all quietly and stuff. so i just say "hey, i'm great. how've you been?" it's simple, but cody doesnt really talk to anybody. he seems a lot like me, all quiet and doing his own thing. but he always greets me and the like. today i must have been scanning things in a huff or something becuase he, out of the blue, goes "kate, are you okay?" and i was like "i'm fine. why?" and he was like "you just dont look happy, that's all." and i shouldnt be freaking out about talking to him, but he's so cute! in an eerie way, he reminds me of what my dad must have been like when he was in high school (i suspect he's younger than me) so that makes me.. uneasy. anyway, i'm off tomorrow. YAY. but i dont have anything to do. somebody give me something to do. i dont like only sitting here, thinking about when i have to work next. it's so boring and blah.

i cut myself on an artichoke today while scanning it. who the fuck cuts themselves on an artichoke? why am i so weird? so it's all bandaided up and stuff. it was hurting like a... something that hurts really bad... earlier. for some reason, i wanted to say hot dog. but i dont think anything can hurt like a hot dog. can it? hmm. *is pensive*

*waits patiently for ipod to charge up* hmm hmm lalalalala. okay i'm bored. we have strawberry ice cream in the freezer. i think i'm going to raid that. yeeessssss, preciousss.

okay that's enough.

List six songs that you are currently digging ... it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artist and the song in your blog along with your six songs. Then tag six other people to see what they're listening to.

unplayed piano by damien rice and lisa hannigan
"unplayed pianos are often by a window in a room where nobody loved goes, she sits alone with her
silent song, could somebody bring her home?"

why not smile? by r.e.m.
"you've been so sad, it makes me worry. why not smile?"

miracle drug by u2 (i'm not copying you, shelley, i really am obsessed)
"i wanna see your thoughts take shape and walk right out. freedom has a scent, like the top of a
newborn baby's head. the songs are in your eyes, i see them when you smile."

the professor by damien rice
"well i dont know if i'm wrong, cause she's only just gone. here's to another relationship bombed by
my excellent breed of gamete disease. i'm sure when i'm older i'll know what that means."

in my place by coldplay
"i was lost i was lost, crossed lines i shouldnt have crossed.."

leaving new york by r.e.m.
"it's easier to leave than to be left behind. leaving was never my proud. leaving new york never
easy. i saw the light fading out."

aaaand i tag:
smovanilla
kirikou_ki_ri
shireling_mj
eclecticmichi
irish_lassy
froeschele


lalala okay that's it.

i hate heb. blah!

i'm such a baby, i swear. so today my brother and i trekked off to my mom's court today to learn part 1 of basic self-defense stuff from her deputy guard person. so it wasnt bad or anything. it was actually kinda fun. he was really nice and funny and stuff. it was all good until he was showing us one of the blocking techniques. because then he looked at me and said, "attack me." it was after he showed us how to punch and elbow and all that, so i took the liberty to kind of go crazy on him, with all these "combination punches" as he called them. but yeah. kate should not have gone so crazy. even though he was all "very good very good yeah, that's it." i think my ring finger knuckle of my right hand collided with something not so happy, because now, it's very sore. in fact, when i first hit it with his fist, or whatever it was i hit it with, it was throbbing so badly that i had to fight to not scream. what the hell? how does somebody injure a knuckle? what the hell is wrong with me? owwww it really hurts though. still. :(

ah well. this should all be worth it. is it weird when i say that it's strangely relaxing to punch something over and over and over and over and over? it's one way i can get all my frustrations out, since i basically hold all of them in because of my patience. but yeah. my poor brother. he kept demonstrating on him, so stef got kinda beaten up. ah well. stef is only doing this with me because i, apparently, "need a sparring partner."

okay that's enough of that. i'm excited about the game tonight. not really scared. we're not in that bad of a situation yet, so i'm not scared. i just think about what happened in new york in 1999. we lost game 3 there after winning 1 and 2. what happened then? we went on to win 2 straight. so i'm not worried. plus, this is the spurs team that gets pissed off when they lose badly, so we almost always win every game after we lose one.

i started going through my undergrad course catalog thing for ut. the thing is freaking humongous. and i was just looking at the liberal arts section, which is 170 pages long. i have no idea how i'm going to figure out which classes to take. good lord.

GOD, it even hurts to freaking type. stupid damn knuckle. oww. why am i so pathetic?

i wanna punch something though. maybe my pillow will work. hmmmmm...

lalala okay that's it. go spurs!

blah. i dont know why work drains me of pretty much all my energy. today was only a 6 hour shift too. wtf? why am i so pathetic? well. today i got to use the 'page store' thing where i pick up the phone and talk into it and everybody in the store hears me. i was all "manager to register 7 please, manager to register 7." and the great part was, nobody came. i was slightly pissed. so i resorted to yelling. i know. me. yelling. it was uncomfortable, but the customer was waiting. so i was like "TOM! I NEED MANAGER OVERRIDE. TOOOOOOOOOM!" so he came. and then went "how come you didnt page me?" and i was like *mumble mumble mumble* and he just laughed. i seriously think i'm the joke of that store. everybody makes fun of me. even the stupid guy josh, who's only been working a week longer than i have and has decided he knows everything about heb and i dont so he was ordering me around, telling me stuff like "you're not supposed to do that." "dont stand there." "stop leaning. you'll get parking lot duty if you lean." GOD. then he saw my ipod in my pocket and was like "you're not supposed to have that. let me have it." so i was like "go away." and he said "just kidding. i already have a pink one. i'm all set." so i was like "....a pink one?" and he was like "yes." and he looked perfectly serious.. so nwo i'm like "okay whatever. that's cool."

and now here i am. my big toes hurt, and the bottoms of my feet ache when i stand up. and my knees are all sore because they were locked pretty much the entire time i was working today.

spurs lost yesterday. and to that, i say "FUCK!"

on the bright side, i got something in the mail today from the castilian. i'm getting really excited about college now. it had all the information regarding the internet connection i'm going to want. i was also looking through the delia's clearance catalog (the catalog from heaven) and i saw a blanket that i want that i can already picture myself curling up under and passing out in the middle of one afternoon when i dont have a class. much like i would do in england after lunch but before class 3. when kayley was being productive and i was just being... asleep. that was nice.

i've learned the codes for three types of produce. bananas (4011), cantaloupe (4050), and green bell peppers (4065). go me. only 197 left to learn. ugh. oh wait! i know those funky tomatoes too. 4664. YAY.

i start those self defense classes tomorrow afternoon. with my mom's deputy who's all muscly and huge. and his wife, who's equally muscly and huge. eek.

and now, i will go off and be half-dead in the corner. adios, all.

well. my month of joyful freedom has come to an end. yes, yes. i start working again today at 5. BLAH. everyone say YAY KATE, because she completed 22 hours of excruciating training (which i'm getting paid for, thank god) and... yeah. i'm pissed off. guess who gets to miss game 1 of the finals? fuuuuuuuck. so i'm going to have my reliable family tape it for me, so that i can stay up until 2am watching it when i get home, hopefully not much past 11, tonight. lalalalaBLAH.

hmm. i'm watching queer eye right now. the boston red sox one. it's pretty funny.

I GOT A LETTER IN THE MAIL TODAY FROM MY ALEX! i was so excited. i'm still excited! :):):) so he sent me an article, all written in french, and then translated the whole thing for me. he also sent me a copy of an interview with tony parker, which he also... okay, not really translated, but told me basically what it said. he also sent a postcard from...cre... yeah, the small town he's staying in right now with his grandparents. it looks so cool, because it's all medieval and stuff. geez though, how many people would translate then rewrite an entire newspaper article willingly without being asked to for you? wow. he's so great. anyway yeah. that letter really made my day.

now the fab 5 are getting coffee from dunkin donuts. hello? starbucks?

anyway. i hate days like this. i just watch the clock until it's time to go to hell. and what's up with heb and the 5-11 thing? I DONT LIKE IT. i like getting blah stuff over and done with in the morning/early afternoon. gosh.

okay i guess that's it. i'm really not wanting to look at my schedule when i get to work today. i'm going to immediately request to be off june 12, 14, 16, 19, 21, and 23. three guesses why those days. and also july 10-17. for ut orientation and harry potter reasons. and august 9-18. for orlando reasons. geez. i think heb is going to hate me. oh well, what employer hasnt hated me yet? hmm.

yeah i'm off.