thristy just feels like the right word, emotion, if you will, for what i'm feeling. ok blah, it's the end of the semester and we all can't wait to break out of our cells they call rooms but i just can't wait for the day i start living. ok, ok, this is life. getting up in the morning to do mostly meaningless work that you won't use or going to sit in a class you aren't interested in and talking to a lot of people that you know you will never talk to again [or hope not to]. that doesn't seem like life to me. getting married, doing what makes you happy, having a family, a life, a home. isn't that what they [whomever they may be] have been preparing us, molding us for, our entire lives??? sometimes i don't know what the point is. education (ya and i'm sitting here hoping to one day teach!) but i want to teach to people who want to be where they are. major classes in college or a techinical or magnet school, teaching television which is what i love....i don't know. if you aren't happy, what's the point? cause then you aren't living, you are being, but you aren't living. ...


ok, friggin long ridiculous rant, i know....


got to get away from here.../got to get away from all these thinkers.../drinking up my thoughts again/got to get away from here.../got to get awa from all these choosers, losers.../all of my best friends//sit back New York City/you're not cute but you're oh so pretty/when the rain comes you fall up again.../SUNNY...you are a part of me/SUNNY...you are the heart of me//got to get away from here.../got to get away from all these people who need people.../you know it really makes me sick/got to get away from here.../got to get away from expectations, recreations, just for the sake of it//sit back New York City/you're not cute but you're oh so pretty/when the rain comes you fall up again.../SUNNY...you are a part of me/SUNNY...you are the heart of me//sit back New York City/you're not cute but you're oh so pretty/when the rain comes you fall up again...//sit back New York City friend.../got to get away from here.../got to get away from what i'm thinking.../i'm thinking.../it's too much for anyone.../got to get away from here.../got to get away from what you're drinking.../you're drinking.../so i'll take another one...

-five for fighting::nyc weather report-



ok, peace out.

-kat-ja-

gobble gobble gobble

"ballet is not rocket science. it is much more complicated." -lance westergard


definately the best quote i heard today. its fannnntastic.


turkey days was good. all of them. and i am still eating turkey, even though none of the thanksgiving feasts i went to were at my house and even though i'm still not in the state that the turkeys were served in . . .

ok so this is the most mest episode of family guy ever, if that is possible. they go to a synagouge where ben stein is the rabbi, and william shatner is papa in fiddler on the roof....lol, and peter believes that if chris converts to judaism, he will become smart. lol, its great.


so ya. back to the grind for...what now? eight more days. i cant wait to be home, but its a smaller break than i'm used to which sucks. its more than a few days which is good. oh well. i love being home, no matter how long. i can't wait.



ok peace out. i'm exhausted.


love you mung. miss you. in case you couldnt tell . . . blanket larva.


nighty night night.


kerrrrrrrrrrrrr