My legs hurt :(
You might have noticed that most of the time when I have pain to bitch about its horse related…maybe I should take the hint…naaaaaah!
Mmm, today my instructor was very mean and made us to an entire hours lesson (so thats flat work, a bit of dressage, and some jumping) without stirrups and then in the last 10 minutes took away our saddles entirely. Let me just set the record straight; as comfy as bareback may look, its really not. Horses have bony spines and are very slippery, so its not very comfortable at all. Also, for those who don’t know, riding without stirrups, whilst doesn’t take a genius, is difficult and painful.

Asides that, went to see Pirates of the Caribbean today - well worth it, very good…if a little odd at times. And that damn theme music is stuck in my head *dun dun dun dun dun dndndun dun dun*

Also I managed to negotiate myself around a roundabout today (Whoopy me!) and on my driving travels
*holy crap I just got hiccoughs for the third time in as many hours. Just thought I’d let you know*
I drove past a field where I used to go cramping with the guides, and I saw lo-and-behold, there was my guide group on one of the camps. Oh the happy memories I have in that field; Sponsored sleep in a box (yes, I slept in a cardboard box 3 years in a row) and every year it rained and every year my box collapsed on me in the middle of the night so I woke up with a soggy covering of brown mush. Also when me and a friend descovered a bunch of dead ravens strung up by the more than slightly creepy guy who owned the field.

I also realised how much I value human contact - on Thursday and Friday I was feeling crap, I felt completely miserable for really no reason at all. I just wanted to cry. But I forced myself to go out and after 2 minutes of being in the car with crazy-crazy-Kirstin I just felt…better.
I really do love my friends

Kirstin “Yeh, and I could tell she totally Bummed my hair. She didn’t even have to say anything I could just tell”
Me “As you do…”
“Yeh, she did”
“Well I bum you”
“good cos I bum you too, my bum buddy”
“we have to stop saying that”
“well, I mean bum like, in a non gay way! Like, I bum you, not I bum bum you…”

Lots of Love
Kat
xxx

On my phone, I can’t work out how to name photo’s, which is very annoying when it comes to downloading because I have no idea whether the photo I want is file DS560 or DS667! So I decided to go use the manual. I tried to open the pages but found they were stuck together…not with coffee or anything normal…but with SPIDER JUICE from the biggest, hairyest thing in the history of arachnids which had been squashed in the book. Well actually I have no idea if it was hairy, I just saw one leg (which was thick and brown) and threw it across the room screaming. Its giving me goosebumps and shivers just thinking about it. I know I should be grown up and just…deal with it…but I don’t like it.

Why do dead, or should-be-dead things keep finding me?! Kirstin concluded that Karma hates me, but I don’t know what I did to make it hate me!

Lots of Love, a very cursed
Kat
xxx

ps, its official, my rabbit is a retard. Its sitting in the middle of out hosepipe rack, licking the hosepipe. Now last time I tried, hosepipe didn’t taste so good. Maybe things have improved?

Ugh…UGH…UGH!

Yesterday, I was minding my own business, looking into the sunny sunny garden when I saw a little hedgehog in the middle of our lawn. I realised that hedgehogs are generally nocturnal, and this one must have been dazzled by the glorious sun, and made the confused desicion to come out and bask, even though hedgehogs cant get a tan. I decided to be a good little girl and shoo it into the trees just in case it got sun-burnt. So out I skipped merrily out, but then I saw a bunch of flies and grossness, and then to my horror realised poor little hedgehog HAD HALF ITS FACE MISSING! It had no eye, no skin…made me gag it was so disgusting.
“Poor little thing” I thought “Cat must have got it or something”

But that isn’t the end of this tale of horror and woe, oh no.
I was looking at it out of a kind of morbid fascination…when I realised to my utter disgust, horror and…well a bit more disgust really, it was still breathing.
Yes
breathing
Then…then…it got up and started walking towards me!

For anyone who doesn’t know I have issues with dead things coming alive. I know most people do, but I mean like on tv and stuff when you think someone is dead and then they grab someones hand or something. Freaks me out, completely and utterly. If you’re dead, you’re dead. (having said that I don’t really mind zombie films)

So I ran, as fast as my stubby little legs would carry me, back to the safety of my kitchen. I was a little bit stumped at what to do, I couldn’t just leave it there, wondering around in an agonising sense of limbo until the flies ate it alive, but equally I didn’t really know how to kill it. Also I was meant to be leaving to go and do my psychology A-level any minute. Luckily my dad arrived and I could quickly pass the buck to him and run away. I should get conditional marks for the disturbance.

Luckily however, I wasn’t disturbed enough that I couldn’t think straight to do my Psychology AS, even though I did make a few blonde mistakes, like writing a theory of forgetting, when the question asked for a theory of memory (Kind of ironic…) or writing a theory of obedience when it asked for a study. Luckily enough I noticed these dumb mistakes and was able to quickly rectify them.
One subject down, only another 3 to go…

Lots of Love
Kat
xxx
(RIP Mr hedgehog)

Oh yes, I finally have a car I’m insured on so now I can start to learn to drive. Its a Renault Clio, in a dodgy pearly-green (I am THE daddy cool…or…mummy cool)
So I’ve been driving round and round sea-pets car-park yesterday and today (I got into second on my first time…I have NO idea if thats like…duh, I was in 4th… but I’m proud :p)
I’m really really enjoying it; its such an adrenaline rush for me. I think its the power rush; a kind of Muhahaha, lives are at stake here enjoyment. I’m sure that will wear off but for now I’m just gonna enjoy it! I’ve stalled about a million times but I think I’ve worked out this whole clutch up-accelerator down thing!

I’ve probably mentioned Claire: a friend of mine with a questionable sense of timing. Well, for once in her life she was early to an event(A house party at Ayla’s) ; a month early!
Here is the story in Ayla’s words

“My mum answered the door, and instead of asking for me she just stared at my mum blankly and didn’t say anything, then my mum asked, a bit confused “Do you want Ayla?” and Claire, [in her wisdom] said “I thought she was having people round tonight” - bearing in mind I told her specifically my parents don’t know, so if you see them don’t say anything!!!”

Yes…Well, at least she was early for once, I guess there should be some congratulations…

[This is a fairly typical thing one of my friends will do. I stick to the excuse that its their fault I'm the way I am!]

Lots of Love
Kat
xxx

Today I walked through the front doors of sixth form, not really registering that this was the last time I’d leave them as a year 12. All I thought was
Wow, time really has flown
We ended the year (naturally) with cake, cookies and lemonade and some last minute advice and revision from a few teachers.

I feel…I feel like I should be feeling something right now!
Year 12 ended today and I just finished my first year of Sixth form, but it feels like I only just joined it!
How can I possibly have completed a full AS course in 4 subjects, and now be expected to complete 11 exams over the next month?!

But I know I will; I did it for GCSEs and I can do it again damnit!
I might lack anything that resembles a social life, and I might go crazy (maybe so people don’t say
Kat, yeh she’s crazy, but in a good way
and more say something along the lines of
Kat, yeh she’s crazy, went off the rails during her AS exams…never really been the same
It will be worth it at the end. It will
(I hope…)

Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx

Guilty as charged; I havn’t written for…maybe 2 weeks? But I have an excuse; or at the very least an explanation.
The thingy on our computer died and so it stopped loading the watsit so I couldn’t log in.
Yep - you heard me; the thingy died
I think its the hard drive, but I am actually only naming one of the few components of a computer I actually know asides ‘keyboard’ and ‘mouse’
All I know is I’ve had to go back to my old profile on my pc and am currently putting all my files and am putting all of my programmes, documents and photos back on. I hate having to do this because I am more than slightly anal about the organisation of the folders on my pc. Every file has a very specific place. First its into the folder named Kathryn on my desktop, you then navigate into whether its schoolwork, or maybe a photo/picture file etc. You click on the appropriate folder and then that is divided (for example schoolwork goes subject -> teacher -> coursework/normal work -> unit -> document)
So you can probably appreciate this is taking me some time. Sad I know, but I like to keep it sorted.

I’ve no doubt if you ‘need’ to know, then you already know about
Gooding, Booth, Tom vs CHAVS
If you don’t, the basics are (as far as I know, correct me if I’m wrong)
Chavs steal football from James, Gooding, Booth, Tom, Sam, Comber etc
Gooding goes over and takes back said football peacefully
Chav punches gooding in face and continues assault with other Chavs
Tom and Booth run to help, but not before Gooding gets a bottle smashed over his head
James phones police
This demonstrates the gratuitous nature of chavs, to all those who believe they are ‘misunderstood’ (yes, I have actually had to explain to someone that if you did take the time to try to talk to one, they’be probably nick your wallet and shoes before you had time to ask
“and how are you today?”

Its scary how quickly downhill things have gone; Martlesham Heath has always been my safe haven but now…:(

WARNING: I AM ABOUT TO TALK ABOUT SPIDERMAN! IF YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW ANYTHING THEN STOP NOW.
Don’t worry, I wont spoil the ending

Went to see Spiderman 3 on Monday. I’m not like, an uber fan of spider man but I can watch them, so I do.
Went out with James avec Comber, Booth, Marshall, Simon and Dom.
Well well well, all was going good for the film - I was enjoying the romantic undercurrent to it and the action scenes were (whilst choppy and slightly fit-inducing) not bad.
Then came the 15 minutes where it all went terribly wrong; It started when Spiderman flicked down his usually pristine hair into an emo fringe (to show the dark spider suit working on him…or…something) and then everything fell to pieces. There was hip swinging and finger clicking…oh it was excruciating to watch!
So my advice is; if you are an avid fan, SHUT YOUR EYES during those bits or you might feel the need to suffocate yourself in your popcorn bag!

Lots of Love
Kat
xxx