Ramblings and Reblogs, and occasional intelectual things.
I'm Katherine, and you can call me such, or if you know me, whatever nickname associated with me :D
Yes, I'm 23 even though I might not look it :)
My bf just told me he wanted to stay up to see Titites and Dragons, and I totally thought he meant my boobs and watch GoT, but apparently it’s the name of a Soutpark Episode.
This is hilarious to me.
I want to go to frostburg for the percussion ensemble concert.. but money.. and driving late.. and uuugh, why.
I have money for gas..
I’m torn between percussion and wind ensemble, which is sunday.
I want my weekends back.
I want a job that gives me that.
Now someone fucking hire me because I am fucking qualified despite your stupid “minimum 5 years” bullshit.
You know you had a Catholic upbringing when somebody says “May the force be with you” and your instant reaction is to reply with “And also with you”.
Lift up your lightsabers.
We lift them up to the lord.
Let us give thanks to the Force our guide.
It is right to give the Force thanks and praise.
I also want to take a culinary class
I just helped my bf with his papers.. And I literally wanted to grab his laptop and write the paper because I miss writing… But it was writing for school, what is wrong with me?
Doubting my ability to sleep well tonight since I’m still freaking out about the job situation tomorrow.