Catherine

So today. I woke up really bummed. I didn't want to go running so I skipped out on that. Probably didn't really help with my bummed-ness, but ok. The only thing I had to do until 3 was walk over and get my Buffone card. Awesome. I live life on the edge...

But then Laura K gave me a ring and I got to see Harry Potter! Thanks for saving the day Laura! The movie was decent. Ron was very pretty as usual.

I had to drive all the way down to Loveland to see it and I'm pretty sure I sped much of the way. Not the best idea. But it WAS for Harry Potter.

I kind of think Brother Matt looks like Harry Potter. He just needs the glasses. It made me miss him kind of a lot watching the movie :(

Then I got to see Catherine this evening! It was so great. And we got sushi which again was stupendous. She showed me all the cool places to go in Boulder and told me of some really great things to do. Thanks a bunches. Now I can do other things besides reading Brother Grimm fairy tails and Calvin and Hobbes books in Barnes and Noble.

Let's see. Yesterday I went to Illegal Pete's for the first time. So OVERRATED. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't some super burrito from heaven either. Some people are silly. I you want something to be passionate about I suggest MAC makeup. Or Jesus. Not a burrito place.

So. Tomorrow I'm having coffee with this girl at 5. Seems kind of a weird time for coffee if you ask me. But maybe I'm making stuff up.

I'm probably like one of the 10 people on the planet right now not reading Harry Potter and the other 9 are funda(mental)ist Christians so they don't really count anyway. But I am reading A Clockwork Orange. It's pretty incredible. Such talent.

So yeah.

Orientation was bleh. I actually only went to about 15% of to total. I am excited to be at CU though. For sure.

Then Tuesday I went home! If was great.

My 4th was fun. I realized how great all my friends are. We played Mario Party and some dirty jokes were made about some of the Mario Party characters. I almost died of embarrassment. Then I realized that I'm never going to like a guy that doesn't know how to appreciate my super fly friends...

Friday I got an industrial piercing. Yeah, I'm pretty hardcore like that.

Saturday I got to see TRAMSFORMERS! At the drive in! It was fantabulous. The movie was not bad. It's kind of a boy movie and I was so mad that Shia went for the slutty girl rather than the blond girl with brains. Story of my life. But the drive in was fun. And the Transformer that I bought was also fun. Except Laura kept shooting me with the little rocket things until they became lost in my car.

And now I'm back in Boulder wondering what I'm doing with my life...

Oh. My. I haven't updated in a while. Meh.

So for those of you who don't already know: I'm transferring to the University of Colorado. And I'm living in Boulder for the summer.

So today I had orientation for CU. It was pretty pointless. I originally thought I would be majoring in Advertising, but after I had applied I decided to change to Electrical Engineering. I went to the EE adviser and she got me all signed up for the classes I have to take next fall. So I'm done. Except for a humanities class that I can't even add cause that would put me over 15 credits. And apparently you're only allowed to have under 15 credits at the time of orientation. Silly.

The place where I'm living has no ac. 100 degrees + no ac = horrible. So I hang out at the mall all the time. Listing to Mark Driscoll on my iPod. I'm pretty ridiculous.

So, my new all time favorite band (for the time being) is The Axe That Chopped the Cherry Tree. They are sooooooooo good. I wish everyone could appreciate their goodness.

Yesterday in church we had communion served in packages like the ones cream for coffee comes in. With a wafer on the top. Pre-packaged Jesus? Did I just cross that line? Sorry. I've been listening to too much Mark Driscoll.

I get to see Transformers! I'm debating whether I should a.buy the Transformer action toy thing that Shia has in the movie or b.get an industrial piercing? Tough decisions. There is no way I can do both...I don't think. Maybe. My parents did say they would pay for the new bag I just got...hmmmm.

So. A lot has happened as of late. Maybe I can try not to be ADD and actually describe the events in my life.

Right now I am traveling on my way back to Seattle. Dad and I are driving and I’m writing this update on Word because obviously I don’t get internet on the interstate in the middle of Wyoming. So I guess when I actually post this I won’t be exactly “traveling” but more of the “on my way” part. Or more like already there with the way I’m going…

I want to be honest. But I’m scared. I don’t want to be a mean person and I hate bragging, but sometimes you just have to say things. Maybe I’ll just make this ‘friends only’ but I haven’t decided yet.

So lets start with the bad news. Badish news. Actually it’s not really bad at all. I’m just not very excited to be going back to Seattle. I don’t really feel it’s where I belong. Where I’m suppose to be. I’m scared to go back because I had a really hard fall quarter and I don’t want to fall into the same destructive habits I did during the fall.

I miss my Colorado friends so much. Not to mention my fam and I haven’t even really left them yet. And I know I’m going to miss the sunny days like none other. I always thought that SPU was the only place for me because it was the only place with a Music Tech degree but through research I have found that to be untrue. Lots of universities are beginning to develop that particular program…including CU and Georgia Tech.

I also thought that the only place for Christian fellowship was at a Christian school. But when I visited brother Matt in the ATL I found that there can be great fellowship at a state school. In fact in some aspects it’s even better because being a Christian on a college campus is similar to being a Christian in communist China. Since they are persecuted for their faith, it’s pretty authentic. And the spiritual development…at SPU I feel like they just assume that everyone is already a Christian and has to go for school credit that it doesn’t really need to be any good. People HAVE to come so there is no need to lure them. Thus mediocre crap is produced with shallow, unsatisfying spiritual development. At GT I went to this thing called the Living Room, a college group type of thing. The worship was phenomenal and the speaker was a bit older then college age and really spoke to the crowd. The Living Room is part of a bigger church and so there is community of all ages to plug into. I wish Group was more like that.

I’m not really sure where God wants me. Do I just not like SPU because I know all the faults or am I trying to ignore who I really am because I’m trying to stretch myself? Am I just running away because I’m scared or if I’m not realistic to myself am I going to destroy who I am? That’s why I’m trying to keep all options open. But I’m still not excited about SPU.

When I do get back to school it’s going to be a bit different then fall quarter. I’m in Emerson Hall not Hill and I don’t have a roommate. At first I was a bit disappointed but I think this will be great. I’m in a double room so I could get a roommate at any time, but if not I can put the two beds together and have a giant bed. And I can put up all my Underoath and Showbread posters with no complaining.

This week has been crazy as expected. I didn’t start packing until 4 o’clock yesterday and I had to be done by 6. Ooops, I hope I didn’t forget anything.

Brother Matt had a friend from Georgia come and stay with us.

I went snowboarding on Thursday. The snow was AH-MAZING. It was slushy and I could go so fast without losing control.

I decided to make a dress for my brother’s graduation and this wedding I’m going to in May. I wanted to have it finish by the time I left. No avail. One night I was cutting away on a part of the dress and I snipped of a piece of my knuckle skin on my left index finger. Ouch. I thought I was going to die but I might be a bit melodramatic…

Needless to say I couldn’t settle down enough to finish it. I just got part of the top done…ish.

Saturday night Laura, Laura, Loriann, Nichloe, Brother Matt, Danny, and I went to Casa Bonita. That place is crazy. We probably had the worst waitress ever. And food to match. And I feel like the sopapeas are not nearly good enough to mask the horridness of everything else. But it was so much fun. I miss my friends…

Soooo...let's see.

Atlanta is amazing and my brother is pretty cool. I kind of wish I could go greek at SPU but then I realize I'm not a sorority girl...

I updated to Firefox 2. It's amazing. It has spell check.

I went to the MAC store again. I'm addicted. But now my eye shadow pallet is full *contentness*

I'm not used to DST. I keep thinking it's an hour earlier than it really is.

I really wanted Chipotle today, but it closes at 9 and we got there at 9:15. Sad day. I had to settle for Qdoba which was not nearly as satisfying. Not that it was bad...it's just not as good when you're craving Chipotle....

I thought I was SOOO over Relient K, but I really like there new cd.

My parents are cool and bought me Casino Royal. I'm excited to watch it.

HAPPY 19th AND A HALF BIRTHDAY Catherine!

Thanks.

I can die right now. I saw Underoath and they were AMAZING. If I could cry I would have. Spencer Chamberlain is like a man's man. He defines 'man' for me. I want to marry him. But no, Andy, I couldn't lick his face.

Life has been kind of weird as of late. God works in weird ways. But kind of cool ways. I'm scared. I really wish I could say more but I just don't feel like I can. I don't want to jinx anything...

I saw Marie Antoinette with my mom the other day. I really liked the colors in the movie. And the awkwardness was portrayed very well.

I saw my friend Evan at Underoath. It was really good to see him. He inspired me to drop out of school...maybe.

I want to work for Tooth and Nail, but I don't want to wait three years until I graduate. I don't know what to do.

Right now I'm in the ATL. It's so pretty. I could roll down my window and if I wore shorts more often I could wear shorts.

Holy moly! I feel like I have so much to do!

And I'm going to see my brother in three days. Underoath in two...oh my gosh! My heart just skipped like five thousand beats.

I'm super scared to go back to school.
But I want to be a music producer. Work for Tooth and Nail. Or MAC...but that's beside that point.

I went to Boulder on Saturady and spent WAY too much money on makeup. Hello, my name is Catherine and I'm a MAC-aholic.

Why does no one like Underoath in Seattle? Why do I feel like no one likes Underoath in Seattle?

I have so much to do but I feel like I spend my time doing the less important stuff like uplaoding music and trying to find pretty backgrounds for my new phone. Oh yeah. I got a new phone and new number. If you don't have it let me know and I reveal it to you some how...

I need to go see if I can get a bus pass yet. Yay I'm being productive!

So today I decided to take all the posters off my wall and rearrange the sticky tack. By the time I got all the posters off I was bored of that and decided to take a shower. I got in the shower and practically fell asleep. Not until then did I decide to take a nap.

I went to the Melting Pot last night with Morgan. It was amazing. And it was only $20 because Ft. Collins is amazing like that. Then I woke up early in the morning to see my mom before she left for work because I missed her. How am I going to survive in Seattle again.

I almost died today.

Loriann had a friend that no longer wanted his ticket to Underoath (maybe he went insane or something, I'm not really sure why he would want to give up seeing them). But he said that he would sell it to me for half the original ticket price. Exciting! The only thing was I had to meet his "non-creepy" friend at the concert and get it from him. The fact that "non-creepy" had to be added in makes me feel like he was really creepy. BUT through ironing out the details of everything we found out that this "non-creepy" guy ended up giving the ticket to someone else. Sadness. I almosted cried and then I remembered I have a heart of stone and don't cry. I was scared I wouldn't get a ticket and then I was scared I would have to sell my soul just to afford a ticket. But alas none of those options happened and I am once again still going to Underoath. Only this time in a less creepy and scary way.

Sometimes I think technology is dumb. Times that I can't upload my music onto my computer or register a new e-mail address on my phone. It makes me mad. Sometimes

Wow. Long time...no update. End of story.

So...I don't know what to write here because I'm not sure if I even want to share it. Or take the time to share it.

I'm in Colorado. And I'll end it there. If you have questions just ask. I'll share.

On a lighter note:

I'm going to see Underoath. I am so incredibly excited I cannot even put it into words. Spencer Chamberlain in the flesh. Yay.

And as of late my life has been pretty exciting which feels really good. I haven't felt that way in a LONG time.

So...I got my hair cut today. It took...ummm…about 2 and half hours. But I'm happy with it and I got to talk to the lady who styled my hair and she seamed really nice. I'm thinking about going back to her.

I love hairstylist. I love how they are always trying new and different and have crazy hair and clothes and make-up. Their all artists only their canvases are themselves.

Yesterday I got a library card at the Seattle Public Library. Oh my freak! It's amazing. It is so big and has SOOOOO many books. But the decor is really fun too. Really new and trendy with clear plastic book shelves and neon elevators and escalators. Screw the space needle, I say go see the library. I want to go back and spend a whole day in there. They had this section of books that I'm pretty sure were originals...or close to it. They were locked up and in temperature safe containers. And apparently you have to go to school for a long time to even think about working there.

They had this piece of artwork that was on about six plasma flat screens. Basically it used what everybody searched for in the database and the sections in the library. It's hard to explain, but it's amazing. We sat there and watched it for like 15 minutes.

Hhhmmmmm...What have I been up to?

This week was boring. And it rained a whole lot.

I think tomorrow Vanessa and I are traveling downtown. I want to buy books. And see the Experience Music Project. And I'm getting my hair cut. I was going to get my hair cut today, but they called and said they were over booked and could I reschedule. They gave me half off, which is excellent.

The KSPU radio station has been down for a while and it's making me sad. I feel lame because there was all this hype about the radio show and now it doesn't work. Sad.

I'm getting really excited for the holidays. My P.A.'s door is decorated like a big present.

We didn't have school today, so a ton of people went home. It's rather lonely.

I'm no good at updating.

I had two paper due last week and so I took a facebook/myspace/livejournal fast until they were done. Now I can't seam to get off. Bleh

Yesterday, for Halloween, I was a unicorn. I really enjoy Halloween. I marks the beginning of the holidays. I'm super excited for Thanksgiving and Christmas. I think being away from home makes them all the more enjoyable.

One of my roommates and I are doing No Sweets November. We decided nothing sweet (except hot chocolate purely for survival reason because it's so chilly and I don't drink coffee) for the month of November minus Thanksgiving day because that's no fun. My parents sent me a care package and I just ate a homemade chocolate chip cookie...oops.

So I talked with this lady today in the music department about getting in on a ensemble this quarter. She suggested the Gamamelan class. A Gamelan is an Indonesian instrument with basically a bunch of things to hit. To learn more able it I suggest looking it up on Wikipedia. It's pretty unusual to have a Gamelan, let alone a full set and SPU does. I think that is such an amazing opportunity and I'm way excited to try it out.

Morgan is coming this weekend and I'm so psyched! There is so much I want to show her but so little time. I heard there was a sale at Anthropology and Urban Outfitters though, so that will be wonderful.

Vanessa and I have our first radio show this Friday. You all should listen in. Five to six Pacific Standard time. Radio Killed the Video Star!

Today I went to the student center to get some Starbucks (because we have one there). I asked for a chai and got a latte...how does that happen? And then when I went back and was like "Ummm...this is a latte and I ordered a chai" the lady was like "Oh, oops here let me fix it for you" she takes my cup and starts making a chai. Then she asks me if "I wanted to give my latte to someone" and I was like "no...not really" I mean how cool is that: here's a latte that I took a sip out of...no, you don't have to thank me. But then when I rejected it she was "okay then, I'll just give it to someone." WHAT! What did she think I did...smell it and was like oh, that smells like a latte? Who does that? I told her I was sick and that I took a drink out of it and that I didn't think that would be the best idea to save it for someone...weird.

Last night I went to the Sufjan Stevens concert and it was amazing. It was at this theater called the Paramount and it's absolutely the best venue ever...I mean, if you could call it a venue. It was much more of a concert hall esque place, but that allowed the lack of nasty smoke drenching your clothes, tired legs (from standing all the time because we had seats!), and the inability to hear anything the artist is saying. I was able to really appreciate the music becasue absolutely everything was fine tuned to make it an extremely enjoy able experience. If only I could see norma Jean like that. It was weird though because there were of course a ton of emo kids there, but also so refined adults who probably have season tickets to the theater.

This past week has been so crazy and sleepless. I slept in till 10:30 today...I never do that.

I also have quiet a bit of homework but no motivation to do it.

Yesterday I watch the movie Live As a House. I didn't like it very much because I felt like they never really dealt with anything and it was really predictable. We were going to watch Amelie in my room, but my disc doesn't play in the DVD player...bummer.

The bus up to Queen Ann is temporarily out of service due to road construction which is a major bummer because Queen Ann is a prime place for Saturday breakfast and you don't meet nearly as many sketchy people on the buss to Queen Ann as you do going other places.

I miss having a car, but there is no way I would want to be driving on these streets. I guess you could say I miss friends who have cars and enjoy driving.

The weekends are always hard for me because I want to just lounge around and eat when every I want, but everything closes up on campus and you have to really work to get some food.

Well, I best do my homework because I have to work tonight...I slightly excited!

Updating because I don't want to read Psychology. Now that we got that out of the way.

We (my roommates and I) changed our room the other day. It looks amazing. I might think about putting up pictures.

Tomorrow we have this thing called Fusion. I don't really know what it is, but I DO know my floor is going to be amazingly hot.

I add Josh Dies as my friend on myspace and to my top eight. I know, I'm so cool.

Ok...I've updated...now I can scratch that off my list. I've developed an obsession for lists and an even bigger obsession for scratching things off them.

School has been pretty nice lately. I'm getting less and less homesick and feeling more at home.

My Tuesday/Thursday class is pretty fascinating. Heritage of Europe. The professor is German specifically from East Berlin. Yeah, way interesting. But oh man, since we only have that class two days a week the class is two and a half hours long. I die. It's really hard to stay focused/awake for that long.

I haven't really had that much homework other than a ton of reading. But I'm pretty much caught up now.

My floor got raided last night by our brother floor. It was scary and I didn't get to finish Project Runway. They took us ice blocking and it was really exciting. You slide down this hill on a block of ice. I didn't get too far solo, but we did some trains and that was amazingly crazy. It was oh so dark, but that was slightly good because no one could see my mud caked clothes.

Tomorrow night our brother floor is taking us to the beach at sunset to sing us worship songs. Awww...I heart SPU.

This weekend my roomies and I are going to try and triple bunk our beds. I've seen it done and it's way cool, but I don;t know if we'll have enough space. We shall see.

Today was rather hectic, I must say.

First I had to get up at the crack of dawn for my eight o'clock class. It's Psych. The teacher is super young and the class is pretty big. Mostly lecture...

My second class was iPodology. Man, the teacher is way intense and slightly intimidating. I wish I wasn't shy. He teaches like he's preaching...it's slightly amusing. It was way cool though because we started to class off with a devotion. I feel I'm going to really grow in that class, not just learn. I also think I will have a much greater appreciation for music...if that's even possible.

French....bleh. I'm dropping it because it's so hard. I want to learn, but not at a level I don't understand and don't feel confident in. And the lower level is during Psych/Theory (next semester). I picked up Heritage of Europe on Tuesdays and Thursdays so I'm kind of bummed I don't get those days off, but that class should be pretty fun. We get to read the Hobbit!

I still haven't mastered the homesickness yet. I am enjoying meeting new people much more than I thought I would, but I do sometime wish I could sit down and chat with my mom with out having to stand on one leg on top of the building because I get such terrible service here. I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving. I'm counting down the days even though I don't want to be. I just think I have a close relationship with my parents, much closer than most around me, so it makes it hard to be away from them.

I do really love it here though. And God has began to shape me and pull me closer and I love it. I'm not comfortable here and yet I'm surviving.

So...wow where to even start

Classes are tomorrow. I'm finally going to be learning like the rest of the world.

SPU is amazing. God is amazing for letting me go here.

Friday I had to say farewell to the parents and I almost died. I still am struggling every now and then. I feel like something has been severed from inside me. But I love that Jesus is using this experience to make me into a better person. Sometimes I want to break down and disappear and other times I want to just scream because I'm so excited. Obviously I can't do either of those in the dorms.

I'm so lost for words.

I think I found a church that I really love with worship I really love. It's old hymns pumped up a bit with electric guitars, but very tastefully done. Old hymns are rad.

Tonight we're going to Fremont to see the Fremont Troll. Apparently it's a big deal.

So today we actually have a day off, so to say. I'm planning on hanging out with Vanessa, the parentals (before they leave *sniff*) and maybe my roommate. My other roommate, Amanda came yesterday and got totally moved-in in like 2 seconds...impressive. I love that the room is all complete now. I might post pictures, but don't hold your breath.

My goal is to have the room that everyone wants to see because it's decorated so amazing. I think we could do that without having to worry about people hanging out in our room all the time because we have little "hang out" space.

Soooo...yesterday we had a Starbucks rep come and show us how to make drinks. I made my first mocha. I thought it was going to be way hard steaming the milk just right so it foams, but I got it on the first try! It tasted alright to me, but then again I'm not that big of a coffee drinker. I made it, drank about 1/4th of it, and then realized I don't drink coffee and almost vomited because I felt like I was tasting burnt chocolate...bleh. My roommate (Molly) and my PA both tried it and liked it...and they are much more of coffee fans then me.

I was talking with this girl who used to work for Starbucks while we all were waiting to learn to make coffee. She told me how to order chai so that it tastes SUPER good. I'm so excited to try it!

We also had to do safety skits yesterday (I know...what are we: in Middle school?) There were prizes and all that jazz for the best three skits. My group had "Customer Service." We got first...that's right, I'm pretty lame.

I love Seattle. There were a few times that I've been a bit homesick, but it's so hard to really feel bad because I totally know this is where I'm supposed to be. I thank God so much for that reassurance and direction!

Last night as I crawled into my bed I had a slight pain of missing everything I knew as familiar. But then my PA (aka SPU edition of an RA) came in a chatted with Molly and I. Then she fixed my Internet for me. There are only Molly and I on our floor. It's so quiet and lonely and today the PAs and other leadership people left for a retreat so it's SUPER quite. Almost on the edge of eerily.

I learned some of the ropes for my job today. I'm way excited, but the place I'm working is going to be a little challenging. It's just a temporary location because their remolding the place it's supposed to be and it's not yet finished. We have to keep running across the courtyard thing to get supplies for the shop. I think it should be rather amusing actually.

Today I went to church at Mars Hill. Oh man...quality stuff. The sermon was SO good. The pastor didn't hold anything back when he was preaching or try to be PC, he just told God's truth. The worship was a bit weird though. I read that the bands they have for worship write their own stuff. Way cool and original, but it made it hard for me to personally worship. I felt a bit like I was at a rock concert rather than church...and not necessarily in a good way.