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Name: Cathrine
Country: United States
State: Oklahoma
Metro: Edmond
Birthday: 4/28/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: Shakespeare, alternative music, thrift shopping, sleeping, taking long showers, walking in the woods, traveling, gazing at stars, conversing with friends.
Expertise: Forensics, functions of the human body, and math.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Medical
Message: message me
AIM:  silverkittie713
Member Since:
5/29/2005
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| Breaking up is never easy. It's like a part of you has died, and in a way it has. The person that you were when you were with that person no longer exists. Instead, you have a new person, somebody that's hurt and has learned from what's happened and is changed forever.
It'd be easy if we always knew who that person, that other half, was. But we have trial and error. We try. We learn. We evaluate. We decide. And more often than not, the final decision is to terminate what you have before you.
A person can only try so hard to make the round peg fit into the square hole. You have two options: 1)give up and admit that it was a mistake, and 2) keep trying to force the peg into the hole and eventually destroy the peg or the hole.
The part of us that dies is the same as the chips and scratches that the peg and the hole get after trying. They will never be the same. But those scratches and admitting that you made a mistake is a hell of a lot better than destroying yourself in order to hide the fact that you were wrong.
And feelings are there for a reason. It's a gut instinct. It's the teacher in the background trying to tell you that something's not right if the peg doesn't slide right in. Do you know what happens when you don't listen to the teacher? You destroy the peg and the hole. I know, that's a really big metaphor, but that's how I'm getting all of this out. | | |
| I quit McDonald's. I now work at Smith and Kernke. Micheal Stewart, Stewwy, who a few of us went to school with, died on Saturday. I am in my own personal hell. I am alone with this.
"Honesty is a hard attribute to find when we all want to seem like we got it all figured out
Let me be the first to say that I don't have a clue
I don't have all the answers, ain't going to pretend like I do
Just trying to find my way
Trying to find my way, the best I know how "
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| I am happy. I am in love.
Since the last update, I have met the
most beautiful, amazing, charismatic, witty, loving person. I never
thought somebody like this could exist, but I was wrong yet again. I am
absolutely captivated by him... which explains why there hasn't been an
update of any sort in quite some time.
He is all I can think about
and all I could've ever asked for. I love everything about him, from
his sense of humor to the way his hand fits in mine, or his smile, or
how safe I feel when he's holding me, or the long conversations we
have, among other
I woke up to him for the first time this
morning and I didn't want to get up. I just wanted to stay there with
him, next to him, listening to him breath.
I want to wake up to him
every morning. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. My god, I
would never want to be old and withered and in diapers, but I love him
so much that I would live a thousand years and wear diapers as long as
he was right there by my side.
It's been almost a month since we
decided to devote ourselves to each other. It feels like I've known him
for years, but then again it feels like we've only been together for a
week.
I know that I love him, and I know that he is who I want to be with. I have no doubts. This is it.
Ah, enough! I'm sure you're tired of me going on about the love of my life.
Cheers,
Cathrine | | |
| Alas! I update.
I hate one night stands. I really do. I didn't want much from him, and this is what I get. He took the greatest gift away from me....that dick.
The wedding is in 3 days. The bachelorette party is tomorrow night. This has all happened so fast. I remember, just like it was yesterday, when Everett told me his intentions and when Yoko asked me to be a bridesmaid...and now that's all about to solidify into the reality of what their lives are together. Jesus Christ, I hate how time flies.
Like just two weeks ago Brian ended 4 years of what we had together. I can't help but feel like I've wasted those four years on something that would never manifest into something of true substance. Four years is so much time. And I wasted it on somebody that never really cared, not to mention the relationships that were ruined because of him... or rather me.
I hate how time flies.
I'm almost 20 and I feel that I haven't accomplished much. I feel so old. It's like I've just sat around a done nothing for the past n i n e t e e n years. I have fantasies of going off and forming a famous rock band in the hopes of proving to all those people that thought I wasn't worth the time of day that I am something of importance. That I haven't wasted my life.
I dressed pretty yesterday. James said my hair was cute; that was the first thing he said when he saw me. It was nice to feel somewhat attractive. I alwasy think I'm not. Men are visually stimulated... and no men are hitting on me. I can't help but think of all the things that could make a guy run away from me.
I've rambled enough.
Cathrine
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| So, I've straightened out school... and that is all for now.
I've been considering dropping my Forensic Science degree and just going with Funeral Service because... I don't like mutilated bodies.
And today, I took the leap and did it.
I dropped my physics class and changed my entire fall schedule so that I'm only taking Funeral Service classes. I expect to graduate at the end of Spring in 2008. Mark your calendars bitches!
Now this doesn't mean I won't go to medical school... that's still a big priority for me. Just now, I'm thinking about cardiology. I don't know... I'll figure it out.
Cheers,
Cathrine
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