Wow, so it has been a while since I last wrote. Sorry about that.
Since it has been so long, I was not sure about what to write.
Everyone has to be. So the art of being has been discovered.
Being. We all are beings that be.
[the word 'being' looks a bit weird now.]
Life is chaotic, but that is what I love about it. --you never know what to expect.
So let us start at the beginning.
School is seriously and ridiculously expensive. For that reason, my parents, Chris, and I decided not to return to Valpo this semester.
It turned out to be a really hard decision. I made some of the best friends I have ever had there, and in only one semester.
Guys, I love you. This semester was amazing, and can never be repeated. We will always have crazy awesome memories that we made, and it will never be forgotten.
Leaving Valpo was bad. Tough. Sad. Awful. Whatever you wanna call it.
On another note then, piano is confusing me. We have this weird relationship where sometimes we really like each other, but then sometimes it gets all cocky, like, "WOAH, Katie, I am way better than you. Go major in psychology or art or something else."
But then my piano teacher gets to it, and then it's like, "well, okay, I guess you're good enough for me, then." *wink*
So that's one part of my life I wanna figure out, but I probably never will. I'm gonna guess that our relationship will literally be like that forever.
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*side note. I started work 3 days ago. Money is great! People are just....not.
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So tonight was our family Christmas. When everyone in my family is at our house, it is a hot mess. Loud, obnoxious, and totally awesome. You can't hear anyone talk unless they pretty much yell, kids are just running around being kids, a movie is on somewhere (not entertaining the kids even though that's its purpose), the smell of lasagna is wafting through the house, the kids that aren't running around are trying to open the presents, and the rest of us sit at the table, eat chips and dip and popcorn, and just talk and laugh and tell the kids they're really not hurt and to stop fake crying.
And it's awesome. I love my family more than anything in the entire world. Ending the night with a hilarious round of Boxers or Briefs, and just laughing til we die is amazing. Sometimes we don't get along, but what family does? We are amazing. I would never trade my family for anything in the world. And personally, I think I got the best.
And so, it's moments like these when I really realize how blessed I am with the art of life. So I live on, and keep painting my own painting, as I watch others own lives get painted.
Tomorrow is a new day, and a new color on the painting of my life. And it's going to be awesome.
