Cross Roads

There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroads. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course, when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back

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(What can I say... I'm in a posting mood today. I have alot on my mind.) Let me ask you a question. Say someone tells you they want you out of their life so wouldn't that mean all of it? Every single piece of it OUT! For good?
Your answer: Yes, that would mean all of it. They don't want you around so you should respect that.
EXACTLY! YOU'RE SO SMART! BECAUSE THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I THOUGHT! I figure heck! He's got a girlfriend he is over me so I can have my favorite pillow case back. I ask all politely and I am told to stay out of his life. So, I have his sister get it and I get yelled at for not getting my things back myself. Well I tried! Jerk!
So, they ordealio was over, and he deleted me off myspace and facebook. What ever. Then, today I go and get on the computer and my mom's facebook was open, and so was her chat. Before, I sign her off I notice that Jared was online in her chat box. WOW, WOW, WOW, WAIT BACK UP AND FREEZE! My mom is a big part of my life! Heaven forbid she gave birth to me! So, delete me from all social networks but not my mom? What does that show? Huh... I'm not going to let it get to me... Cause I like someone else. =D

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Next matter of buisness- Grades. UGH GRADES!!! I hate my grades! I hate them! But, I love them at the same time. Okay? What Kacee? You're not making any sense! Simmer down and lets explain to the common folk what the heck you mean!

My grades. Are crazy amazing, but I'm sick of everyone expecting me to get good grades all the time! It's so annoying! Especially, when it's me who expects me to get good grades. Heaven forbid I can't weld if my life depended on it! So there goes my welding grades! I was going to switch otu of that class and sissy out like everyone else who traded out, but! That would me that the glory wouldn't be all that great now would it? NO! So, here I am tuffing out that class and now I have a C in P.E. Grr... Because I lay down on a blue matt for two minutes I don't get any points for that day? WHAT'S WITH THAT! To answer your statement forming in the back of your head... YES!!! I AM GOING TO GO TALK TO THAT TEACHER! Because that's NOT FAIR!

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To end on a happier note :D Last night at the dance was amazing! I had fun! Track seems to be going good. :D

There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroads. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course, when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back.-And well if you're Kacee you turn around and fight. Because, when you turn around and go back that means your giving up before the battle even begins. And no one wants to be a loser. ;)

Track-Track-Track

Every runner has excuses, but a champion never uses them
The upsides of wasting your high school experience on tracks.
-When people ask if you're doing something after school you can smile and say, "Yeah, I have track." Makes you feel all sportsy you know?
-It makes you WANT to be healthy. I eat better now, and take better care of myself. Because no one can run on a low calorie diet, without breakfast, or drinking soda... So my eating habits are better.
-Those days when your hair looks like crap, and your makeup just seems to smeer you know "Hey at least I have nice toned legs!" (Even if they do look a little manly.)
-Instead of sitting home eating just because I am bored I am out doing something healthy.
-Between all these track meets, and practices I'm bound to get tan. =D
-There is always new people to meet. Helps you make friends. The good kind too! Not the ones out doing drugs .

Track Meets + The Dance

This week has kinda been an interesting week.
As we all know last week during spring break I was sick that entire week. So, on Monday Gary said he didn't want me going to the varsity meet because I was sick. So, he said I could go to the junior varsity meet on Wednesday. (To be honest I was happy I wasn't going to the varsity meet because I don't think I'm that good.) So, my parents came to my meet on Wednesday and I just wanted to run the 800 meter and man I was really feeling the pressure with my parents coming. The race started, and I don't know what went over me! I just ran and ran and ran and before I knew it I was in first place and on the last 100 meters of my run. I picked up my speed and ran as fast as I could and before I knew it I was past the finish line and had taken first place. Besides the fact I tripped over the finish line and caught my self I thought I did pretty good. :D When I was all cooled off I walked up to my parents and they were so happy! My mom said that I was like 40 feet ahead of the girl in second place. GO ME! I ran 800meters in 2 minutes and 46 seconds. (My first time running it was 2 minutes and 53 seconds.)
So, because I ran so well on Wednesday it qualified me to run on varsity on Friday. (Yesterday) I got fourth place and was booted to run with the "big dogs". I cut two seconds off my time. Yaya me!
I also, would just like to point out that Jordan is an awsome friend! Not only while I was sick she brought me over soup, BUT she stayed yesterday to watch me run when she could have gone home earlier. Then, she tolerated me at the dance.
AND THE DANCE WAS SO MUCH FUN!!! I can't tell you why depending on who you are, BUT if you really want to know give me a call and I'll tell you. :D Cause, a guy that I really like was there are he was so sweet.

Sick+Grades+ugly hair

Okay, all spring break I've been sick. I haven't been running because my body hurts so bad I couldn't even stand. So, now I'm feeling a little better, but I don't energy. Not to mention I have a meet on Tuesday, and I really want to go to the meet but now I'm probably out of shape.
I'm already stressing about grades again. Metals class is killing me. I have a C-... I can't weld worth crap and the teacher is a hard grader. :( Seriously? If my dad were alive he would help me. :'(
Also, I got this awsome haircut right? Most of the time I walk out of the salon feeling ugly, but this time I didn't... it looked awsome! But then I showered, and it looks... less awsome... I can't get it to look like how the lady did it. So no cool! Not to mention I'm started to kinda like someone at our school and when you like someone you want to look cute but... well that's not happening for me. I never look cute! Mainly because most the time I just don't give a crap, and now that I do give a crap I look like crap.

No one expect my hair to look as awsome as it does in the pictures because I cant get it to look like that!!! :(

COMPLAINING TIME!

Okay listen up! I run around 2-3 miles five days a week AT LEAST! I eat healthy. I hardly ever let myself have candy, or anything way too salty. My metabolism is insanely high. Listen to what I eat.

Breakfast-Honey Bunches of Oats Cereal
Snack-usually that fat free yogurt with fruit in it, fruit, granola bars, muffins, or carrots and ranch
Lunch- which is usually what ever the lunch ladies serve
Snack- (same as snacks after breakfast)
Dinner-usually has salad in it, with a meat

Okay, so what I eat is insanely healthy! Now, lets talk about drinks. I have been off soda for two years! I drink water, and milk. WATER AND MILK!!! Then, in track and P.e. I give it my all and still i have belly fat. WHAT THE HECK! I do all the ab work outs!!!
Then, a while ago my family and I were doing P90X ab ripper and they gave up and I kept going. I did like three times what they did... The next day there abs were killing them and mine didn't even hurt!!! WHAT THE HECK!
stupid belly... Honestly, I don't deserve this! My whole life is track and eating healthy and choosing whats best for my health and this is how i am repaid?

UGH!!!

Sitting home.

Ugh now I remember why I hated sitting home so much. When I'm not doing something I watch TV but because katie is a TV hog I have to get on the computer, and then i do nothing. So, then i eat. Seriously. I'm like depressed now because of it... UGH!

A call from you...

(Not Suicidle just saw the pic and wanted to write.)

Sitting on the roof of that four story high
thinking about the pain, and life... it's a lie.
I hold my breath and close eyes letting gravity take it's part
It's time to end my life here, time to end this broken heart.

My mind is made I'm stepping off the edge and seconds before I do
I feel my cell phone buzzing in my pocket; It's a call from you.
I stare at my phone for a minute and decided this call would be my last
I held it up to ear... as my the tears they came fast

I told you what I planned to do, and told you the reason why
you begged me to wait for you, on the other line you started to cry.
A couple minutes later you were there... you told me I would see
You held me back from what I thought would be the end of me.