Jim Fixed It For Me

Absolutely beautiful weekend. But now a huge decision needs to be made. But I'm definitely swaying towards saying yes.

Dear Jim;
Can you fix it for me to find an incredible guy who loves me just as I am, flaws in all, and wants to be with me for a very long time?

Yours, Kat, aged 20 years old.


I am now the proud owner of this bag thanks to the boy Jim found for me.




Also I love and hate my job. I love it because it's sooo cool, a lot of fun, I meet lots of people, and I really enjoy it.
I hate it because it proves I have no willpower.

How cute is the penguin necklace?


I am also the proud owner of this. My boss better watch out if I win the lotto. The whole stall will be sold in a day.

Final point, a photo of this will be uploaded soon, but Tom and mine's minds created this alone. An elephant and penguin mate (my two favourite animals btw) and they make an Eleguin! Too cute for words. I'll put up a photo of our drawing once I get a new camera...


Adios.

One Tree Hill

I'm on my fifth episode of the day (I don't actually have a life, just to let you know) and have discovered that I want Lucas Scott's life. Not the whole falling in love with a not very pretty girl thing. But writing a story about my life, a great epic story. And it being so loved that the world is turned upside down by it.


If I can't have that, can I have Chad Michael Murray instead please?




Thank you :)

My Life Would Suck Without You

Everyone has the friends, the ones they claim are better than anyone elses. "My friends are the best so don't even try and compare to them"
Well guess what? I actually HAVE those friends who are better than all others.
Everyone always talks about the love between two people, who are so perfect for each other it makes you feel sick. They fall in love; have the rough spell; and then find each other once more, usually in the most romantic and unbelievable ways. I myself dreamt of going to meet someone off of a train, whilst wearing a beautiful princessy dress ala Carrie in Sex and the City, and forcing him to see what he had given up, to see that he truly did love me. Of course it was my best friends who managed to convince me that my life ISN'T a movie, and that going out and getting drunk would be a much better expenditure of my time.
However, why is it no one talks about other love? The true love that can be found within our closest friends. The love that I feel for "the family" (or at least that is what we used to call ourselves) doesn't exactly rival the butterflies that romantic love can give you, but it is definitely much less filled with drama and tears.
So yes, I have met someone, and fallen for him already. It's all a bit complicated right now but hopefully my relationship status will be changing soon. However, if it doesn't work out the way I want it to (and I don't have the best track record with men) then it's OK. Because I have finally realised that as much as I would like someone to cuddle, all I truly need right now, and arguably ever, is those friends who have given me the best memories I could ever ask for, and never fail to put a smile on my face.
You can never call me unloved, because as long as you give some love out, you're always going to get some back.

"Have you ever been in love?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely"

My tattoo is very scabby...

These past few days have been so surreal and yet so amazing. Saturday night was spent at Moopilicious' house, drinking copious amounts of wine, watching High School Musical and reminscing about how good it was to be young and drunk. Even though we didn't spend our young and drunk days together I feel like I've known her pretty much my whole life. It's been a whirlwind friendship I suppose you could say.
Then the Sunday was spent unpacking and having sentimental moments in my bedroom. I found the first thing I ever bought at Green Heaven too, a wee bracelet that says 'le chat'. If I'd known then I would be working there now I'd have laughed! I never saw this coming.
Monday was gym day with Reah after a lovely lunch in Ellon with my mum and sister. Except Reah and I didn't actually do much gym-ing! We got lost on the way there and then were told that we needed to have an induction in order to actually work out. So next Wednesday WILL be the start of the gym sessions! And I swear to god, by the end of this summer I WILL be where I want to be. I already feel like I've lost some weight. Well I know I have, my apple dress fits again, which greatly pleased me when I was wearing it today. Anyway Monday night I majorly exercised my liver at Quids. It was very messy! I also found out that night that my twenty two year old sister was getting drunk in the local park whilst I was sitting in a pub with my bestests. Sherer was out too! I really missed that boy (he's my old flatmate for all of you who don't know me) so it was good to see him. I love the Bobbin, I was so unbelievably drunk by last orders and even though I couldn't really speak the barman STILL served me two double vodkas! Madness! And as far as I know the whole night ended with tequila and texting my ex-boyfriend. Not the wisest of moves. I was NOT proud of myself the next morning!
Tuesday doesn't exist as I was too hungover to be aware of anything.
And today I was in a deliriously happy mood, though realised I have limited bullshit tolerance for idiots who come into Green Heaven. I know I'm no expert on body jewellrey, but at least I have some common sense when it comes to it! Though I bought a gorgeous new bag and got new shoes with Reah's discount. So life is good.

That's about all I have to say really. I have a feeling in 10 days time I will have a love story for all you readers though :)

Deep question of the day- would you rather live without love or money and why?

Love love
xxxx

Everything is going wrong but we're so happy!

Actually, nothing is going wrong, in fact things are going pretty amazingly right now. I am so thankful that this summer is all about chilling and writing, plus the occasional shift. Working full time at the food court last summer killed my soul; it was the most miserable summer of my life. Apart from the parties and occasional night out, Portugal and Edinburgh it was pretty dump. But it could have been worse seeing as one of my best friends spent her summer in bed dying (not literally but she was pretty sodding ill)
Anyway this summer has already made up for '08. Last night was so amazing, too lovely for words. Nat and I just sat in the middle of open countryside watching the sunset over the fields, whilst having some cider and shandy and deep conversations about life and the future. It was so gorgeous; and it really made us realise just how beautiful this town can be. It sounds lame, it's only Ellon after all. Most people just give us sympathetic looks when we tell them where we're from, if they're one of the few who knows where it is. But really, whilst there's nothing much to do, and they don't cater for the young adults at all on the clubbing front, it really is beautiful.



We also came up with the perfect idea for my first novel, along with a title and the last words. I am so excited to start it, it's actually getting started after this blog.
I really haven't felt this positive about everything in a long time and I absolutely love it. So there are a few things going wrong, but I'm coping and dealing with them the way I need to. But I am clearly not letting it get me down. Life is good right now, too good for words. I am very excited for this summer and the future too; it's bright!

Also, in Nat's words "it's like 6th year all over again" if we're talking about my love life here. I find it all very funny that I've reverted back to this. Honestly if I'd bumped into him 4 months ago I wouldn't have been so depressed about it all. Oh well, what is meant to be will be.

So I'm away to go start my first novel, and put some moisturiser on my very sunburnt neck.

Toodles :)

Start of something new...

So I have for some reason given into the blog trend, something which should hopefully keep me occupied this summer.
So I'm going to start it off with some things that have been preying on my mind for some time now, and hopefully they will make you think; either about how pretentious I sound when I talk about this shit, or about what you should really be worried about at this age.

I guess these thoughts all started four months ago. I hate to say that the thing which started it all off was an experience of how badly a heart can actually break. It made me wonder if two people can actually stay together for, well, ever. 'Til death do they part. Or is it just a false dream that Hollywood and Disney plant into the heads of naiive seven year old girls, who then grow up to believe that one day their prince WILL come. But what if that's not how it works? What if there ISN'T someone out there for everyone, that soulmates don't actually exist? Perhaps when we 'fall in love' with someone at this age, it isn't actually love, it's forcing ourselves to conform to what has been fed into our minds. Or maybe, it's all self-preservation instead, to stop ourselves from feeling lonely, insignificant. To help us forget the other things happening in our lives, dysfunctional families, failing grades, disloyal friends. Is it because of all these things that we attach ourselves to people we force ourselves to believe we love? If there are soulmates in the world, how can we love more than one person in our lifetime? I, personally, have been in love- deep deep love. Right now the thought of loving someone else seems absurd to me, but I loved before him, and he has loved after me. The heartbreak is not what tears me up, it is the unknown, the insecurity of not having that one person there for you, who no matter what thinks the sun shines out of your ass. That is possibly the only awful thing about the single life, because let's face it, it IS a lot of fun if you do it right and respectably.
But even if you do meet the person who you believe is 'the one'; how will you ever know that there is no one else out there more perfect than this person who you have luckily found? I'm sorry to fill your love lives with cynicism and doubt, but I don't know if I can fully believe that once you meet the 'perfect' partner you will never get bored. It just doesn't seem plausible that two people can mate for life. It's so rare you see two people so perfect for one another that you know they will be together forever.
Saying this, I have had first row seat to such a fairytale for the past two years, they are the only ones that are giving me a little hope in my cynical heart.
I feel like I am not making sense anymore. Sorry for getting deep on my first blog.
I hope I am proved wrong of course, and that there is a soulmate out there for everyone, and that it isn't someone who broke your heart horribly or cheated on you. That they're just new, and amazing, and so so right for you.
Until next time...
Ciao