The Optimist Creed

Promise Yourself...

To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.

To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel that there is something in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.

To think only of the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best.

To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.


To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others.

To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

-Optimist International

One of My Theories on Complicated Relationships

Sit back, relax, try not to get too confused.. I'll make this as easy-to-understand as I can.
SO! Everyone, at some point in his life, gets into a situation like this: You like someone, but that someone likes someone else, who in turn likes someone else, etc, and everyone's heart breaks. Not fun. I'm here to show you my theory on why this happens and why there is always hope for a better future. Ready? Okay.

Once upon a time, Joe liked Mary. But Mary liked Bob. and Bob liked Sally. and Sally liked Joe!
My my, they were in quite a state.

Before I go any further, I'm going to symbolize personalities and characteristics with colors. In other words, Joe is made up of green and blue, representing his unique personality and characteristics. Mary is made up of blue and purple. Bob is made up of purple and red. Sally is made up of red and green.

The thing is, they all have a more-or-less hidden color, and then a visible color. Joe's "visible" color (i.e., what everyone sees when they look at him) is green. His hidden color is blue. Only Joe knows that he has blue inside of him. To everyone else, he is just green.

The same goes for the other three people. Mary's visible color is blue, her hidden color is purple. Bob's visible is purple, his hidden is red. Sally's visible is red, her hidden is green.

Are you starting to see where I'm going with this? Maybe a picture will help.


See it better now? You can see that the hidden blue in Joe is what attracts him to Mary. He sees the blue of Mary, and he feels the blue inside himself, and he is attracted. Mary, however, only sees green in Joe, and since she has no green in herself, she is not attracted to him at all. She is instead attracted to Bob, whose visible color is purple, which Mary has inside herself.

It goes the same way for Bob --> Sally, and Sally --> Joe.

WHAT A MESS!

But here's the hope:

Some day, Joe will meet another girl who is a perfect mix of his two colors. He will be pulled to her, and she to him. They will balance out, and everyone will be happy. Mary will meet a guy who is a perfect mix of blue and purple. Bob will meet a girl who is a perfect mix of purple and red. Sally will meet a guy who is a perfect mix of red and green.


You might look at this and say, Why do we have to go through the first state of things?! Well, the years when you're in the first state are very important, because they help to show you who you are. They make you realize that you're not just what's on the outside. You have a color hidden inside of you. In these years, you really learn more about yourself, and find out who exactly you are.

Here and Now

The sun must set to rise
The light will leave your eyes again
Then breaking like morning's dawn
Does summer feel the winter come

And the hardest part of life
Is to live while you're alive, my friend
So sing an unwritten song
Or repent for the deeds
You left undone

And this is here
And this is now
It's the moment that we live for
And we just can't live without
It's all clear
To me now
We've already started dying
And our time is running out
Oh, right now

-Great Big Sea

la dee da

Sometimes I wish I had Irish Dance class every night.

see, my life is a strange and very interesting and wonderful thing. but anyway I've been noticing something lately - when I'm having a good day, and then I go to my Irish Dance class, it's a terrible class; and when my day isn't going so well, my Irish Dance class goes fantastically.

so I can pretty much predict it. it works quite nicely for boosting my happiness factor when I'm having a bad day, because I know that I'll have a great dance class, and my night will be wonderful.

but when I'm having a good day, it gets kinda depressing when I think that I'll have an awful dance class. except not really, because I'm in a good mood so nothing can really bring my mood down.

anyway. I only have Irish Dance on Mondays and Tuesdays. so when I'm having a bad day on a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday... there's no light at the end of the tunnel, so to speak. I can't think to myself, "arggg I'm having an awful day. Oh but it means I'm going to have a great dance class tonight! yay!!!"

so I didn't really have a good day today. and I wish I had a dance class to go to. but alas. it's Thursday.

oh well. I *did* have some exciting things happen to me today.

1) I got my braces off! :)

2) My dad's friend told me I was beautiful. and my dad did, too.

2 1/2) just as a side note.... having your dad tell you that you're beautiful is one of the best things that can ever happen to you.

3) I got to go to our awesome jewelry shop and the guy there is really funny and he spelled out and said our last name absolutely perfectly.

3 1/2) another side note - it totally makes my day when people say our last name perfectly. or when someone comes up to me and calls me by my first and last name. or just by my last name. There's just something super cool about it. it seems to make up for my having such a common first name. at least I spell my name with a C. but sometimes I wish I was named Wilhelmina Matthew Hildegarde Lawdog. or something insane and obscure like that. that way I'd be the only one with that name. I mean really, how cool would that be?! anyway number 4

4) I got to talk to a bunch of my awesome friends. I love my friends a whole lot.

5) I've been stuck with the song "You make me feel so young" by Sinatra. and it's a nice song and I like it.

6) The radio played some of my favorite songs. It even played one of my favorite songs TWICE. oh yeah. And I hung out with Tt in the kitchen and we tried doing ballet........ fail. but it was fun :P

7) I decided to make a post about my day, and that in itself has made my day better, simply because it forced me to think about all the lovely stuff that happened today.

Thank you, guardian angel, for putting the idea into my head to make a post.

anyway, this was super long, and if you read through all of it, I congratulate you. you must be very brave. and patient. or just extremely bored.

whatever you are, whoever you are, God bless you. even if you didn't read through all this.

ciao!

< 3 Tutsi the Slug

*goes off to do what she does best* *aka sleeping*

what can I say. this one's for Tt.

So tonight, I had gotten myself some tea to help my throat, and Tt comes up to me with a camera in her hand and goes, "Hey Catie -- *click*." Then she followed me around with the camera still in hand, and I finally struck a pose. Then she goes, "GOSH Catie, I'm not your paparazzi!"
Then she and I were supposed to clean the mudroom closet. So we stood in the mudroom for a while, not cleaning, and she kept taking pictures of me. REALLY BAD pictures, I might add. And after every picture she'd laugh and say, "You're so ugly." "Omg Catie you are so ugly!" "You're so ugly. Can't you tell that's my favorite phrase?" "You're really ugly, Catie. That's a compliment btw. well, in the world of opposites. *clicks another picture*"
So thenn she took another picture, looked at it, and then started laughing so hard you couldn't even hear her, and rolling on the floor and stomping her feet on the ground. I'm sitting there laughing as much as I can without hurting my throat, and being like, "Tt, what the heck is wrong with you?"
Then she shows me the picture...
and the minute I saw it, I dropped the camera and started laughing so hard that I choked on my tea, and I couldn't breathe or anything, and Tt's just lying there on the ground laughing her head off even harder now that I'm choking to death. then I could finally breathe again and she and I were both laughing really hard and then Bobby (who was in the other room) was like, "wait, can I see this picture? what just happened, guys?"
anyway, we finally calmed down and cleaned the mudroom closet, and then Tt came up to me and was like, "Catie, I laugh so hard at people's funny deaths. First it was you choking on your tea, and then it was Bridget. she fell down the stairs and got the wind knocked out of her and she was lying on her back staring straight up and kicking her feet against the wall trying to breathe, and I just stood there looking down at her and laughing."

Theresa, you're crazy. and you make me crazy with you. and I love you. :) although not really. just kidding I do love you. but not all the time. because a lot of the time you really annoy me. but oh well, that's just life. we'll grow out of it someday. I wonder if you even read these posts. I don't think you do. but maybe you do. anyway. you're gonna have some SERIOUS blackmail power over me by the time we're grown up.

we have such good times.

yay let's talk about exciting stuff!

Sooooo I get my braces off in like two or three weeks. And I'm so excited. I've been waiting for that news since January. 'Cause I was suppooosed to only have them for a year and a half max, which would have ended in February or earlier. But then the dentist kept having to extend it.. he was like, "Okay, so you'll be done by May." May comes around... "They'll probably be out by September at the latest." September comes around... nothing happens.
But now I'm finally just a few weeks from getting them out!!! Hoorayyyyy!!!!!!

Oh yes, and I'm being Alice in Wonderland for Halloween. It's gonna be awesome. I'm altering an old bridesmaid dress my mom wore when she was 16 to her sister's wedding (putting the little juliett sleeves on it and stuff), and it has like the perfect skirt and it's almost the same color blue as Alice's, and I'm gonna curl my hair, and my mom wants me to carry around our bunny, but I don't think I'm gonna do that...... unless I put it on a leash or something. And the best part IS, I don't have to do any make up or anything becauuuse Alice seems to have a way of always looking tired, and I happen to always look tired too. *g*

I must get back to class. And drinking my hot chocolate. Oh wait, no, I finished that. ...*sniff* I should have my slave sister go get me some more. *evil grin* LOUIIIIISAAAA GO GET ME SOME MORE HOT CHOCOLATE.
...I guess that would be more effective if I actually said it out loud, instead of just typing it. Unless she's looking at my blog right now. But I don't think she is. Oh well.

Okay, I'm leaving you all now for my Algebra. ewwwww.

Ciao! (:

The Odyssey

So we're reading The Odyssey now, and I'm actually rather enjoying it. Not that I'm reading it (heavens, no!*), but I'm getting the main story line by doing the quizzes and listening to the class discussions, and it's quite interesting. Plus, I've watched the CCC movie a bunch of times... if that even counts. Although, they call him Ulysses in that movie, and he's Odysseus in my book. Translations, translations. Why can't they all just be the same? Well, it would be boring if they were all the same, I guess.

Btw, the PJO (Percy Jackson and the Olympians. the books they made the movie off of. which btw I heard was lame and not worth the watch.) series is pretty good, for those of you who haven't read it yet. And it helps a ton when it comes to these myths and gods and goddesses... (There's a part in one of the books where they meet Circe, and it really helps you remember who Circe is and the fact that she likes turning men into animals. *nod*) Good books. So long as you keep in mind that it's completely fiction. And of course, I don't entirely agree with the teenage dating at the end... but if you just overlook that.... it's good! :)

*okay, so reading the book is a really good thing to do, and I'm not trying to discourage that....... it's just that I really never have the time nor the motivation to read it, and if I can get an A in the class and be able to participate in the discussions without reading it, I think I'll just pass on the reading. For now, at least.

(Yes, that picture is me with my Odyssey book. :) Isn't it beautiful? Okay, no, not really. Stop me now before I get creepily attached to it, like I do to my computer and dissection specimens. That probably wouldn't turn out too well. Besides, you don't want me going around saying, "MY ODYSSEY BOOKKKK!!! I LOVE YOUUU!!", do you now?)

Defenestration.

My new favorite word:
Defenestration - the act of throwing a person or thing out of a window.

The Way My Mind Works

I think I'll just start this off without any sort of introduction, otherwise I'd never get to the point.
So the point.
It's very interesting sometimes to watch your train of thought. I did that earlier today, when I should have been reading biology so that I'll be able to answer people's questions tomorrow (assuming they're not like normal people who never have questions). Anyway, I was sitting on the couch upstairs reading bio, and I came to the word "asci", and I read the pronunciation, but I could never seem to get it right. To this minute, I still read it as "ask-ee," when the book says to pronounce it "ask-eye."
So I said it over and over in my head, and then I realized that it sounded like, "Ask Guy."
So here goes my train of thought...
Oh, Guy, like my Love's brother.
Oh, my Love's brother, like Andrew.
Oh, and my Love calls him Louie.
Oh, Louie, like Lou Costello.
Oh, Abbot and Costello.
Oh, Duke and the Great Pie Wars, that veggie tales movie with the joke about Abbot and Costello.
Oh, Sweet Sweet Petunia, the girl in Duke and the Great Pie Wars.
Oh, that other veggie tales movie, Minnesota Cuke, that has the same Petunia girl in it.
Oh, that Petunia girl's Malta Malts shop.
Oh, Knights of Malta.
Hey, Dr. O talked about the Knights of Malta today!
I just love the things he says. "Give up on History, it's a sad story."-Dr.O
Heck, he's right, people should focus on Biology more!
Ohhhhh right... biology... *reads more about phylum Ascomycota*

Thus ends my train of thought.

If you didn't follow any of that... it's okay. I very well might be the only person who can understand all that, besides God and my Guardian Angel and all. I think I made it understandable enough, though.

So, have a good night, and welcome to my blog. :)