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Name: Katie Patatie
Location: Morristown, New Jersey, United States
Birthday: 7/7/1947
Gender: Female
Interests: This is what I like: baking. singing loudly. climbing trees. watching things grow. painting. drawing. yelling. arguing. dirt. worms. laughing all the time. being barefoot. sunny days. eclectic musical tastes. cupcakes. the marx brothers. reading books. making people laugh. little kids. my friends. my family. italia. candy canes. michelangelo. having fun. appreciating life.
Expertise: I'm world famous for my cookies and my gin and tonics. I think making a complete idiot of yourself in public should be an olympic sport. I'm good at growing cucumbers and peas. Also, I'm a really sexy pirate. But you already knew that. Someday, I will be Ella Fitzgerald.
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Construction
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  katieofthesea77
AIM:  katiepatatie37
Member Since:
6/16/2003
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| i'm really sad to say goodbye to 2007.
so many things happened that i never thought were possible. it was like magic, most of the time.
there are so many days to remember...so many experiences that make me think that it must have been a dream...but it wasn't. it's real life. my life. wow.
i feel like this was my year, and i don't want it to be over. even though not nearly everything was good (in fact, a lot of it was bad) and even though now, i'm feeling particularly screwed up...i felt more loved this year than i ever have in my whole life. and that's what's important. i know that i'm going to get through this mess that i'm in now, and everything is going to be okay. and through it, i have people that love me and i love back. and what else could you ask for, really?
what will the next year bring?
we're golden, man. solid.
NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION: stop being so stupid and bad.
you know you deserve better than this. you know it isn't worth it.
got it? good.
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| in case you don't already know, i love college. i am so happy to be there, living on my own and being independent. i feel grown up. i can feel myself changing, becoming a little smarter and more interesting and just more...different every day. it's pretty cool.
life is good, this way. i wasn't sure that i was ready to leave my old life. especially after this last year, with everything that happened. it was nuts, but it was perfect. the best last year of my old life and the best first year of my new one. sometimes, i find myself missing the way things were. i wish it were simpler. i wish i felt more comfortable with who i am.
but then i walk down the street, staring the sun in the face, sipping my coffee and just taking in everything around me. i pass all these people, and they each have their own story. some of their stories are like mine, and some of them aren't at all. every one of them is interesting. and i know some of them, we're friends now and we smile and wave at each other and keep walking down our own paths, not even sure where we are going maybe. and i realize, this is great. this is SO great. there is nowhere i would rather be than walking down this street right now.
that's a good feeling, to know that you made the right decision. to know that you are where you are supposed to be.
i miss my friends, but i still talk to them. i miss my family, but not really because i see them a lot. the thing i really miss, the thing that hurts the most, is giving up art. giving up painting has broken my heart. and to be honest, sometimes i still wonder if i should have gone to art school. even though i feel so right and so at home where i am.
just sometimes. but still.
also, life is really weird. you know when you want something to happen for so long, and then it does, and you still want it, but maybe you don't anymore or maybe you do but you know it's wrong or maybe you are just afraid of it and don't know what you want anymore? why is it that the things that you want never come when you're ready and waiting for them?
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| i can't believe it's been a year.
i think of you at the silliest of times, and i smile. i remember when we used to sit and argue at the piano stools for an hour and a half, and you'd forgotten to have me play yet again. you were always two hours late to your next lesson because you spent so much time here. i remember your good'n'plenty pajama pants, and the day your favorite sweater got a cigarette burn in it. i remember hearing you play, and how i thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world. i remember you sitting in the living room playing chess with michael when i got home from school. i remember the day you had to put greta down, and how sad you were about losing your best friend. i remember how you always lost the bracelets you asked me to make for you, and then i always had to make another. i remember how you always made me laugh, even when i had been crying all day and the last thing i wanted to do was play piano. i remember the bamboo shoots, the singing-in-front-of-kings threats, the ridiculous car fiascoes. i remember how you were always there, for my birthday, for dinner randomly, for me when i needed you. you were part of our family for ten years. you were the big brother i never had, and now i don't have you anymore.
you gave me that cd two days before you died. it's called "sean and my annoying roommate", and you told me that the first song was spectacularly bad, and that i should only listen to it when i was having a bad day so it would make me feel better about myself.. i couldn't ever listen to it. it made me too sad to think about it. it's still sitting there, burning a hole on the shelf.
i wish i had known. i wish i had seen. i wish i could have helped you, not that i would ever have been able to.
i wish you hadn't thrown your life away, because mine seems a little less bright without you here.
the point is, i miss you.
i still think about you every day. you taught me so much...about music,
about life, about everything. i will never forget you. i just wanted you to know.
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| i don't know whether to laugh or cry.
19hebooj, now and forever.♥
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| "well, every day is a beautiful day."
-Elwood P. Dowd
[24 June]
I don't want to make the obligatory End-Of-High-School Post. I don't have any deep wisdom to share with you, and I feel silly trying to sum up our lives, our friendships, and our goodbyes on a xanga. I'll keep this short and sweet. I don't even know what I want to say yet.
That quote up there, that's what I'd like to leave you with at the end of our lives together. Because truly, every day IS a beautiful day. There is so much to love and appreciate this world, and my dearest wish is that every day each of you will stumble upon greatness and take the time to appreciate it. Beauty comes in many forms, and most people will overlook some of the most important moments in their life because they will not realize how special they are. Life won't stop to wait for you to appreciate it; you have to find the magic in it yourself. Please don't let it pass you by.
I love you all so much, and I know that this isn't really goodbye. It isn't the end of something great, it's the beginning of something greater. May you all find beauty and magic in your lives always. You've brought so much of it into mine.
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Harvey
By James Stewart, Josephine Hull, Peggy Dow, Charles Drake, Cecil Kellaway
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