In the beginning, I was scared of the fall semester, although summer had been a great stepping stone, I had a new roommate, a new schedule, harder classes, and work ahead of me. I could have never anticipated what has happened. I went from spending everyday in my room with my roommate to literally spending no time in my room, and spending time with Phil. I've gained weight, cried, and learned a lot.
As I take down the pictures that line my walls, I think about what they have meant to me over the year. I remember the first time I met Phil, I spent time showing him individual people, memories, and fragments of my life. A few days later, I remember he did the same. I remember putting up those pictures, the first thing I did in the room, to make myself feel more comfortable and at home. Now that i am leaving will home be the same? Will I want to put up these newest pictures to remind me of my life here in Happy Valley?
I'm going to miss being in Curtin 407. The short walk it had to work and the sorority floor, adn the even shorter walk to Phil's room. I'm going to miss my friends being within 5 minutes of where I am, and being able to say hey, lets go get lunch/dinner. I'm going to miss Thursday night socials, and Friday night parties at Phi Kap. I'm going to miss sleepovers, and weird noises that I make at Phil, even though he understands what I'm saying. I'm going to miss the memories that i've made at Penn State this year. From hitting my head on the mailbox at Pi lamb, to slamming the door on Sarah's foot, and cutting my finger at work. Thon 2008, Alpha Delta Pi weeklongs, and nights spent under the stars are what I will remember most.
I should have wrote things down, to remember more things, but now that I think about it, I would have lived through my writings and not in the moment. There are a lot of things that if I could, I would go back and change, but there are so many things I would not. I could never know the things that happened and why they happened until they did.
Although I have two finals, a lot of packing, and not much waiting for me at home, I need to say goodbye Penn State for the summer. You have treated me well, and i appreciate it all.
stateI participated in Penn State's THON this semester. It was actually this weekend. And it was one of the best weekends of my life.
Penn State raised 6.6 million dollars for kids with cancer. We help them finicially through the Four Diamonds Fund, which is apart of Hershey Medical Center. I'm amazed that our school could raise that much money from October when the first canning trip was held to February.
Its weird to think about now, on one of my canning trips home, I learned that Morgan, a girl who I went to high school with was a Four Diamonds Child. She had cancer, which I was oblivious to and I didn't know she was apart of this program either. Now after her death, I've learned more about the Four Diamonds and realized her connection to it. Its hard because I was never really close to Morgan, although I knew of her and we were in the same clubs and stuff. It bothers me to know to this day that I could have learned from her, and now she's gone.
The theme of THON was "Hope Finds A Way"
Maybe one day it will.
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^^ I went to this game. I rushed the court. It was A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.
I don't really update very often anymore, so I thought I say something.
I'm currently at Penn State and I'm enjoying pretty much every moment of it. My life is pretty hectic but I think its good for me. I'm taking some interesting classes this semester (ie: Astronomy and Russian 2), but some hard classes too like EGEE online. That should be a fun class.
My life outside of school is pretty good too. I have my sorority (Alpha Delta Pi) and my boyfriend who is pretty amazing. He's cute and treats me really well. I don't really want to reveal a lot about him because theres a lot and it's personal.
All in all, I'm happy. And that is not a bad thing.
cheese4me231: hello the absolute love of my life....the women who means the world to mean....the icing on top of my cake....the berries in my big berry blast smoothy...the sound that birds make as they blisfully stride through the heavenly sky.... How are you?
cheese4me231: i put forth all that energy and now i have to go
^gotta love him
Tomorrow, I head off again to Penn State. I keep thinking about this transition. Yes, I spent my summer there and I know where everything is, the places to go, the people to see. But one thing is bothering me. From now on everything will be different.
All of my friends have left for college or are about to go on their way. When did I grow up this fast? When did I get to be this old? I feel like I'm not old enough to be in college. My friends and I are just playing dress up and pretending to be college students. Maybe thats all we are actually doing? Are any of us truly ready for the "next step" -- four years of college followed by the "real life."
I just don't know anymore. Its weird I guess.
I was watching the shooter the killed the people at Virginia Tech today. The package he sent to NBC contained videos, pictures, and a letter if you will. On his video he started comparing himself to Christ.
What kind of person seriously would shoot so many people then decided that the action was "Christ-like"? Seriously who does that? What kind of person does that? What kind of person just decides one day to shoot 32 people at random. I'm almost positive the shooter didn't even know half the people he shot.
What makes my mom upset is that the shooter is now getting what he wanted. The glory and fame. No one will remember his name years from now, but they will remember what he did. And that is sad.
It's sad people feel they need to kill others to make themselves feel better. It's sad the kind of society we're living in today. My dad came over to me and said "Katie, I'm sorry you had to grow-up in this" and initially I thought why are you telling me this? But the more I think about it the more I realize my generation has had to deal with some messed up problems. We remember Columbine, we remember 9-11, we lived/are living through the Iraq War and the War on Terrorism. We have violence surrounding our lives daily.
When tragedies like the one at Virginia Tech happen we always think, I can't believe this happened. Somehow we need to stop this from happening.
Alright, so lately I`have been thinking about my last year of high school. It doesn't seem real that in a few weeks I'll be on the senior class trip, going to prom, and finally graduating. I am almost through my entire high school career.
I've thought about it, and I've decided I have no regrets about high school. I am happy, have been happy, and have found out who my true friends are. They are truly the best kind there is, and I'm grateful for them. I love hanging out with them constantly, eating fast food for no good reason, having movie nights, going to taco bell to pass out presents, going on random trips to random places, and having a good laugh. They always listen when I need a friend and I know that they will turn to me when they need one as well. I'm going to miss all of them when I leave.
I also don't regret the things I've been involved in. All of them have tried my patience and taught me some valueable lessons in leadership, friendship, and most importantly, independence. Cheerleading has brought me to learn about dealing with situations that are not only stressful, but make me understand that the things I do won't always get noticed or appreciated (thats boys for you). In soccer I've learned I can take out my frustrations not on a person, but an inanimate object that will take whatever I give. The independence I learned from both sports is something I know I will be able to use in the future. There is no "I" in team, I know that, but there is also no succeed without independence and faith in yourself.
There are so many other things that I could name, but the time has come for me to focus on something else. Like psychology. Sarah, let me tell you, its weird having to listen to your dad talk about things, especially things like, oh I`don't know, sexual motivation.. 
I'm now enrolled for the summer session at Penn State. I`opted to go for the LEAP program. Its a prepatory college thing, and I know that I don't necessarily need it, since I have college experience, but I signed up for it. I'm taking Art, Film, and philosophy. I'm excited. I think its going to be fun. Classes 9:30-12:30 everyday. Not too bad.
My mom wants me to take another class. A Russian class, but I don't know if I want that.
Alright, so years ago, I met this girl Marissa at gifted camp. We became friends and we talked for a while even after camp ended.`She's even a friend on my myspace and my buddy list. Well today I found out her boyfriend Corey died. I can't believe this.
I feel so terrible. And I don't know what to say, because in reality we haven't talked in a year or two. I feel bad.
I actually went running today. I ran what I'm guessing is over 1.5 miles, up around decker, past the school, down toward sarah's street, turning next to the cemetary, going straight till I hit the street that ends up near the library and then back to my house. The hills are killers. I think that if ran hills more my legs would be so much stronger. I have to keep that in mind.
But I realized today, how much I miss running. I did it everyday during the summer and now that I don't have as much time I feel like part of me wants to do the running thing but can't. Running is a great way for me to clear my mind and concentrate on the road, not anything else, not the stress, nothing.
I need to consistently run now. No more if ands or buts. After every practice, skip the game days because those have limited time.
Today, I started talking to this boy again. We hung out at the end of last year and apperently he wants to hang out again. Personally, I don't trust him and I know we won't hang out, basically because I know he'll try something.
But why is it, when I start talking to him again, the first person I want to tell about the situation is Ryan? I finally started talking to him again on Friday night and I don't know I've missed it soo much. Here I am 3 days later and I want to tell him about this boy because I know he'll give me good advice and he'll laugh right along with his stupidity.
I'm so confused.
Who the hell knew I`could pull off a 97 on a paper for Horning?
Seriously most of my papers are like 85s. But I got a 97 on this one. What makes it different? Who knows, who cares, I GOT AN A 
eh
I can't describe it and I can't hide it.