To one of our little skater sisters

Dear E,

I know, that as an eighth-grader, you feel like a rockstar each time the eighteen-year-old college freshman texts you. I know the stories he’s told you to suck you in, how his mom is so sick and how he’s carrying the burden of the world on his shoulders. I know he talks to you about music and makes you feel like he understands you. I know you want Hillary and I to back the hell off and let you do your own thing.

But E? We love you, and we care about you. He started reeling you in when you were just thirteen, barely a teenager. We know him- I know him. He lives in my town, this small little community where there are no secrets. I know his past, his conquests, his friends, his enemies. And I can tell you right now, he’s up to no good. When my older skater sisters warned me about Jesse, to be careful, I didn’t listen. I told them to fuck off, they didn’t know what they were talking about, to just leave me alone. I stand by my decision only because I believe you have to make mistakes in order to learn. The difference between you and me, though, is that I was seventeen, out of high school. You’re still our baby, the one for whom we’d kill.

This boy, he thinks you’re cute. He tiptoed around when he was with Hillary to avoid anyone noticing that he was talking to someone as young as you. There are rumors that he has ‘pictures’ of you, and I swear on my mother’s grave, if that’s true, there won’t be anything holding me back. In case you didn’t know, those kinds of pictures are illegal in our state for anyone, for any reason, under the age of eighteen. He’s prepping you for more. I know you have a good head on your shoulders… but what about when someone you think is a friend, really cares about you, tries something? Will you say no? Do you have it in you? I never want you to have to make that choice, be in that situation, at this age.

I’m not mad at you; WE aren’t mad at you. I am furious with him, but I’m not angry with you, I promise. Yeah, I ‘had’ him first, but only for a nanosecond. Hillary’s slightly more upset, simply because she feels betrayed, but she still loves you too. Listen to me, hon- I’m going to sort this out. I will not allow him to continue talking to you, no matter how angry this makes you. If he doesn’t follow our rules, there will be consequences for him. This town doesn’t settle for assholes or pedophiles. And I will fix things between you and Hillary.

I love you, dollface. I hope this isn’t the reason we haven’t talked in a few months, because you were afraid of me. There are some things I get upset about, but in this case, I’m not upset with you in the slightest.

<3

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Katie, April 28th 2010 | Posted in friends, letters, skating

Protected: The one I’ve always wanted. The one that makes me believe.

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Katie, November 10th 2009 | Posted in friends, letters, protected, rambling

Thoughts

Arabella ate her weight in my gummy bears today. I didn’t even leave them out- THEY WERE IN MY BACKPACK. Which she SOMEHOW got into, ripped the plastic off, and devoured them ALL before I got home. I’ve used an entire half-gallon of oxystrength pet stain remover on my poor carpet today alone. That thing cost me 12 bucks, supposed to last a month, IN A DAY. And don’t even get me started on how bad her puke smells, with the sweet gummy scent combined with her acid bile/food from this morning. (Apologies for the graphic nature of this paragraph.) If I wanted to clean throw-up all day, I would have a kid.

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I password-protected a post I wrote about two weeks ago. There are no juicy secrets in it, sorry, I just don’t want that information about me available to the general public. Future protected posts will more than likely be coming, and the password will be the same for all. If you want the password, comment on this post or send me an email.

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The House passed the healthcare reform bill tonight. Remember when I wrote this, about my friend who freaks the fuck out at anyone who could be remotely liberal? Yeah, guess who wrote a Facebook status almost immediately, sparking debate (not bad) and namecalling (bad.) WHICH PISSES ME OFF ALL OVER AGAIN. Shit, I don’t care if you hate the bill. Honestly, I’m not quite fond of it myself. But to write “FOR ALL YOU IGNORANT LIBERALS….I’M SURE THIS IS ALL GEORGE BUSH’S FAULT.”? Really? Do you really need the “for all you ignorant liberals” part? As I recall, there were plenty of conservatives blaming Bush 24/7. So shut the fuck up. *P.S. Just for you, one-who-wrote-Facebook-status, I’m not-so-secretly glad that someone poked a hole in your credibility and commended a liberal for taking the high road. HA!*

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To the surprise of no one, I’m pretty sure I’m failing approximately half my classes.

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My mom hit a deer last week, driving my dad’s car. We took it to the dealer, along with my car (scheduled maintenance), to make sure nothing was technically wrong with it and to order new parts. The service technician propped the hood open to check the engine, stuck his hand in there, and pulled out… OUR HOUSE PHONE. From the engine. All my mom said was, “THAT’S where that went!”

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I bought a new LCD HDTV. It is gorgeous and the most grown-up thing I have ever bought myself. I’ll be living off Ramen and water for the next thirty years, but who cares? I HAVE A FUCKING SWEET TV! Also on the home-y note, I’m painting my rooms dark blue and dark green, a definite upgrade from the current dingy, contractor-painted colors.

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Get ready for tomorrow… where I detail everything that I’ve been feeling toward MFH for the past, oh, ever! (Oh, and in case anyone noticed, I didn’t do a first of the month post for November. Because absolutely nothing is happening in November.)

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Katie, November 8th 2009 | Posted in family, friends, pets, photos, rambling, rants

Neglectful

I’ve been failing at blogging.

On some level, I have things to write about. Like the 90% I got on my Psychology Statistics exam, the 91% on my Child Development exam, and the 86% on my Musicology exam; I’m super proud of those. This semester is the first where I feel like I actually have a handle on school, and the first I’m not only starting out well, but the first I really enjoy.

Beyond school and nannying though, I don’t have much to say. I’m in the midst of a potential life-changing event, but I can’t give those details yet, as I haven’t told some people who deserve to know before the general public. That’s consuming a good deal of my time- researching, planning, preparing. I’m excited, and the minute I can write about it, I will.

In family news, my dad moved back to Washington DC. He’s doing business out there, business I couldn’t blog about even if I knew what it was, but he comes back here to Kansas on the weekends. That leaves me to help with getting Will to/from school, finding him dinner, etc when my mom is on call. Its gotten to the point where I’m now at home more often than I’m at my apartment.

TK and Len are adjusting to KU quite wonderfully. We all still have other groups of friends, so we aren’t driving each other crazy, being in the same school again. Len and I watch for TK all the time, since she’s hilarious when she huffs and puffs walking up campus, late for class.

Anyway, no promises I’ll be better at blogging, at least for a little while… but at some point, I’ll be back with plenty of news for everyone.

(P.S. I’m deleting my Plurk account, so follow me on Twitter.)

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Katie, September 23rd 2009 | Posted in friends, rambling, school

Head, meet wall.

You know what I can’t stand?

People that are utterly disrespectful when it comes to political views. (Or, really, anyone disrespectful at all, but I’m talking political right now.)

I have a friend who is extremely conservative. There isn’t one issue he’s even remotely moderate about, let alone anywhere near liberal. You have to tiptoe around anything political around him unless you want an earful of his opinions.

Now, I’m all for debate, but I’m also all for acknowledging the other side and realizing that your way isn’t necessarily the only way.

This friend of mine commented on Len’s friend’s Facebook status, which said something to the effect of “So-and-so is very close to calling himself a Democrat.” Said friend of mine had a conversation with Len’s friend, then followed up with “All I heard from that was ‘sorry I am totally wrong…wow Democrats sure are stupid.’ Lol” Len then got involved, said straight out “No need to be disrespectful”, to which said friend responded “Respect is definitely something you can’t learn from a typical liberal, ha nice try though.”

HOW DISGUSTING IS THAT.

Said friend refuses to even hear out the other side. I consider my political alignment moderate, holding opinions that fall both on the liberal side and on the conservative side. If I even briefly mention a left-wing point of view, he goes BALLISTIC and WILL NOT drop the issue till I either hang up the phone or walk away. As you can see, he also flat-out name calls people (anyone!) stupid, brainless, unintelligent for having liberal opinions.

And he wonders why I refuse to date him. I can’t ever be with someone who not only is so completely disrespectful, but also someone who absolutely refuses to accept that HE could be the wrong one.

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Katie, August 30th 2009 | Posted in friends, rants
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