Thursday, February 28, 2008

praise the lord and pass te amuntion...

I don't really know how many of you out there believe in a god.... but i do.... and i believe that sometimes (as much as i love him) he likes playing with my life. this is no lie he has a very interesting sense of humor.
like for instance he loves to torment me when it comes to Cody..... i have realized that indescribable relationship we have, ya i can describe it know. and it is a simple phrase that goes like this. Blake Higa re-incarnate. i don't know if i ever wrote about me and Blake. but Blake was a best friend that treated me like a girlfriend, and then tis little girl fell in love for the first time. Blake did work out cuz you see he liked treating me like girlfriend but not letting me be a girlfriend.
I have realized that i have let myself be treated this same way by Cody. WHY!!!! why heavenly father why! some one just pass me a gun before i let Blake happen to me all over again!!! so this is my creed.... NO MORE! will i be the best friend for the lonely boy who wants a hold over! never again will i feel bad about myself because of them! never ever again! I must be crazy to let this start again and im putting a stop to it TODAY!
But know for the sense of humor, i wanted to put Cody out of my head to move on and just live life (not ending our friendship just not making it number one) and i start to do this. I then realize its time to put me back on my spiritual track. so i pick up my b.o.m and open it to alam 48. i know you dont know why i think this is cruel. this chapter is cody's favorite.... o heavenly fater what are you trying to tell me!!!!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I fought the war...but i won

Have you ever walked into a house and you could just fell the tension in it? You can tell everyone in that house will snap at any given moment.
Well that has become my house..... Ever since Tay and Liz's accident, this house as been a war zone. Sides were picked, treaties were proposed, treaties were broken, feelings were hurt, and Cathy’s tolerance meter has finally met its end.
And so the war began.
The night was Tuesday; it had been a long day for me. First I had tests on Mesopotamia, and my brain had met its limit of information. Then the first bomb was dropped. I was surprised with a mid term in my Music Appreciation class. So after taking this mid term I decided I needed comfort food. Pizza and cookies and milk. I went to my store to get food. And was forced to have an akward moment with my boss (FYI... my boss’s friend tried to get me to date him, and my boss he didn’t object. EW!!!!!!!!! That’s like dating the enemy! The old has a son 2 years younger than me enemy!! So let me just say again EW EW!!!!). I got back on my bus to come home.... got to the university and sat on the bench waiting for the #12 bus. It got there and I got on.... soon realizing my cell phone was gone.
I looked everywhere I even shook the bride’s maid dress I was carrying home for my roomie Laura, nothing. I search all around the bench at the stop, nothing. I got on the bus and went home.
I ran in and told Tay I needed to go back to the university..... as I waited for her I explained toliz how ad my bad was so far, when I told her about the pop mid terms she broke out in laughter, strike 1. Strike 2, she didn’t help me at all... she just sat there and watched me search.
I and Tay went to the university and luckily someone had a kind heart and returned it to security. I got my phone back!!!!!
I got home and I was just stressed.... besides all this I needed to study for an ethics test I had the next day and my best friend was getting his letter from the prophet back, that told us wither or not he was allowed to be baptized....... needless to say I was feeling the stress.
And then it started...... you see we have a very simple dishes plan. And I just so happens that I was Liz's turn to do them. And as we were talking about ties she walked up the stairs.

(A little back round Liz NEVER I repeat NEVER does her dishes.... the last 2 times I recalled doing tem first er boyfriend Brett did tem for her and second she smashed a plate in the dish washer because she put it on the wrong rack.)

So I say, "Hey Liz it’s your night for Dishes."
And she says,” like hell it is."
And then it started the fight of the vs. Liz. Swearing and screaming. And I don’t think I had been tat mad since Disneyland. I started shacking with anger.... I got louder and louder. I told her if she didn’t like how thing were ten se was free to move out, that she was lazy and inconsiderate. And finally I screamed "YOU DONT SCARE ME!” and she instantly shut up, walked down stairs and was not seen again till today. It was awesome... at last someone took her off her little high horse.
And so the war is waged.....this wont be the end. Until this lease is up and I can get out. But in the end I come out of this slightly better than her. Liz lost 3 friends from this.
But in the end I fought the war and I won.

Monday, February 4, 2008

time for the confession

i like confessing call me an idiot but i think it is funny...... i write them in my journal.... or i use to when i wrote in it,but here is my confessional.

1. i am in love with my technology. and its i feel cant be healthy. i never leave the house with out my cell phone and ipod. even when i am only destine for a 8 hour shift at work my ipod and cell are tucked safe with in my pockets

2. i have a strange obsession for anything hippy(like you couldnt have guessed) i am an advent shopped of jocies handmade imports. just walking in the store calms my nerves. the smell of incense..... the crystals and the hemp. it is my utopia. i also a strong believer in most of the hippy stuff. like crystals that effect your moods, tarot cards..... these thing fasinate me. if i had been born in another family, and not a member of the church, i would most likely be all in to that stuff..... lucky for you my church keeps me from becoming a walking talking wierdo.

3. i had a huge crush on a 30 year old.ya it lasted about a month..... dont judge,it was only a crush, and to be fair i didnt know he was 30 until the end. anyways he fell for another girl. of course. and i regained my sanity and realized that 18 and 30 is a bit extreme..... 12 years of extreme differences. and so the crush ended.

4. i honestly hate being woken up. i would much rather have to do anything then be woken up. i love my mother very much...... but for the first 16 years of my life she was my personal alarm clock. and every morning she would come in and wake me up. and every morning i had about 5 minutes of true distane for her. it wasnt just her OH NO! cuz for the past 3 years i had another mom waking me up...... and i realized that no matter how much i love my religion, the words scriptures and prey in ten minutes, brought more distane then i ever had for my moms awakenings. and then i moved out and i dont have to be woken up...... except for the moments cody surprises me by getting pulled over by the police with no licence. so the jist of this is waking up cathy= her hating you for a good 5 minutes.

5. i truly hate people with annoying laughs..... i know some of you can think they are funny. but there not. i truly hate when annoying laughs are forced by girls trying to get guys attention. ok like for real, as if that would turn any guy on. maybe make him think your retarded.... or psycotic. but cute? who thought you the birds and the bees hum???? goofy?

6. i am usally a "listener". and there are people that i will always want to listen to. blake, cody and laura are about the only people that i will drop everything to just listen to. other people have picked up on this talent. and they abuse it. its when i get text messages at 12 at nigt on a tuesday night, tat when i get pissed. i will listen and i will give advice...... but it kills me to be nice about it sometimes. i mean come on anyone one that knows me knows i ate being woken up!!!!!

i think thats enough for now......... but there will be more theres always more!