Guppies

In the play, my costume is a fifty pound solid wood box on wheels which i have to crawl in and out of, with help from two different people.  Today, I was trying to maneuver myself around backstage and someone swung a plank of wood near me and I tried to dodge it and toppled over in my box (everyone calls it the prison)  and started crying because I was so startled while the backstage guys were running around going, "Oh shit! Katy how do you get out of the box we need to get you out of the box?!" "Shit what do we do? Is she Okay?" "Tip it this way, no she's still in it get her out of there!"
And then I got out of it and I was still crying because i banged my knee and my head and ribs and I was kind of stumbling around because I was dazed and then Ali ran over and was like, "Holy shit that was the loudest bang I've ever heard, I thought you got shot!"  And Worm asked me if I was okay and I was still so dazed I couldn't even talk.

Then I went home and Marissa (who we call stone cold Mariss), who's my mom for the week, took one look at me and said, "Oh you poor guppy!"

And I was so confused and sore that I didn't know what else to do so I said, "I, Marissa, and most certainly NOT a fish."

Kill Me Later

Today has just been so long and I have to take the SATs in a few days for the third time and my college application still isn't done and my phone completely broke today and my head really hurts.

So after I got home from school and finished my homework (well...sorta) I found out my new shirt had come in the mail and that we had annies bunny gummies.

So right now I'm sitting in my room with no pants on, a my neighbor totoro t-shirt (catbus-its awesome) and am watching spirited away, munching on packs and packs of annie's gummies for dinner.

Best part- I literally have no regrets about it.

Caring is Creepy

Today, it was raining and I picked my friend up for a coffee date. The dirt roads were absolutely ridiculous and my skid control turned on and I almost cried.

So after that great experience I refused to drive over twenty miles an hour on any dirt road and any time the speedometer got anywhere near twenty I would scream, "I'm not comfortable!" In a brooklyn accent and hunch my back and put my face pretty much right on the steering wheel.

My friend decided to take a snapchat story of it and post it for the entire world to see.
After that, I banned technology use in the car for the rest of the ride.
And when I say banned I mean I took her phone and put it down my shirt and then screamed, "DON'T TOUCH THE DRIVER."

And I wonder why my mother didn't want me to start driving....