Thursday, September 25

:]shiver me timbers o_O



Hi im caitlin, and im a robot unicorn :D




D000D. :]
im listening to sweet escape.
dontcha remember that song?
it makes me want to D.A.N.C.E
you know your jealous of my moves >_<
because i can bring it homeskillet.
I can pop it, lock it, drop it. and throw away the key. :X
hahahahaha,
NERD DAY
is monday, and i cannnt wait.
Not only because im in the ASB group that is like organizing nerd day,
but because its going to be pure awesomness!

:] i mean seriously,
you get to wear duck taped glasses and suspenders and if people
go all "Gawd! You Nerd!" than you can be like "ITS NERD DAY".

It's going to be hardcore :]
wait no...
NERDCORE!


cameron Jurado (6:12:53 PM): i still gotta do dishes
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:13:15 PM): than get to it.
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:13:20 PM): :]
cameron Jurado (6:13:23 PM):THERES A LOT
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:14:00 PM): do you need help? :]
cameron Jurado (6:14:22 PM): YES
cameron Jurado (6:14:24 PM): PLEASE
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:15:29 PM): dont worry! * takes of jacket and revels a superhero dishwashing costume* THE DISHWASHER IS HERE TO SAVE THE DAY!
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:15:58 PM): ive got super speeding skills of washing and cleaning!
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:16:08 PM): im like ninja >_<
cameron Jurado (6:16:11 PM): that'd be so rad
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:16:19 PM): i know right!
cameron Jurado (6:16:23 PM): hahaha
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:17:35 PM): Wait wait wait. i dont want to be a dishwashing superhero anymore >_<
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:18:53 PM): im gunna be a robot unicorn
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:18:57 PM): its way better.
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:19:01 PM): i mean i can fly.
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:19:04 PM): and be a robot.
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:19:11 PM): its better than just washing things
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:19:12 PM): :P
WOAHcaitlinxD (6:19:13 PM): burn
cameron Jurado (6:19:20 PM): ummmm
cameron Jurado (6:19:30 PM): well, i'm good friends with the May Tag repair man
cameron Jurado (6:19:32 PM): and UR NOT

Tuesday, September 23

im turning into wallpaper right before your eyes.

I can't write.
I dont know whats wrong with me, the words just won't come out right. I feel defeated, hun, I feel low. Not even pink can cheer up these blues. Ive been listening to songs like "Boats and Birds" by Gegory and the hawk and "Overboard" by ingrid michaleson. If you listen to those songs and hear those lyrics than you can see how...well what my mood is. I can't explain it, too many words.Dearie, what is wrong with me. Ever since afterschool, ive been well...down.

Oh gawd, not im onto avril lavigne phase.
I would listen to her whenever i was sad, or when i needed some spunk ;D
haha, OHH MYYY GAWD. i laughed!

no im back to blehness.

can you help me unravel my lastest mistake?
-breathe by anna nalick


Monday, September 22

the inside lingo had me at hello.

too late.
Tommorrows schoool,
and unfortunatly/surprisingly im dreading it.
Every mintue coming closer tomorrow.
just reminds me of how doomed i am.

let's see on the agenda.
box work (eh my box is horrid)
graphic design presentation (people staring at you while you make a complete fool at of yourself is sooo not my kinduh fun)
bridge construction (eh, theres no way we will be done with bridge building in one day)...and im so not in the mood for aruging about measurements.
people (im in my anti-social stage right now),
write.write.write.
that will be me tomorrow ^^^

lately,
ive been checking my email a million times a day. like it's a ritual or something. Ive been worshiping green tea. and been writing like it's my drug, like it's how i pray. Only not to god but to lined paper.

im a mess.

Sunday, September 21

Every step that i take is just another mistake to you.

Doesn't Matter
"All i want to do is be more like me, and be less like you."
hmmmmm, i dont know what to say in this post.
I just felt the need to do one.
it's odd,
theres so much in my head right now,
but it wont come out.
Nor do i exactlly want to put it on this blog anyways.
:/

listening to: Patience and devotion by Nevertheless

yup.
i guess this is a bit dry.
but its all that is going to be here.
sorry.

Saturday, September 20

Breaking Through #3

listening to :tainted love by soft cell.

So I finally finished breaking through. And the ending was totally different from i expected. Honestly...I thought the father was going to die :X
And it's not that im disapointed that he didn't, im mean im glad that it was a happy ending. But it was just surprising to be honest.
Anyways so alot of things happened, like Francisco is going to collage (whoop!whoop!). I was actually litterly happy and exited for him when I read it. And I would have jumped up and down..but i was on the buss. o_O
and i can't do things like that on the buss. :X
without inguring someone. And i'd rather not hurt a total stranger.
Or attract them...because thats how kids get taken away and kiddnaped.
or atleast thats what mommy's tell there little kiddies. :]

haha, anyways back to the book. I'm really glad he's going to collage, i mean i totally expected it because he works so hard in school. And he sounds like he's REALLY good at math. The only thing about that confused me about that was that I thought he said he didnt want to be a teacher? and than in the end he's going to?

yeahhh..maybe i read it wrong or something but im pretty sure he didn't want to be a teacher.

Okay so also Roberto got...dun dun dun MARRIED. :D
and the gal looks like elizabeth taylor? uhmmm im guessing that mean's shes very pretty?
My only wish is that the book told me more about her. Because it didnt say much.
Well I mean it said a little. but not enough.

So back to the dad, which is what ive been pondering alot when I think about the book. I really want to know what was wrong with him in the end, because I have to admit. He seemed really scary in the book :X I mean seriously, everytime he got really angry and was in a bad mood. And when he slaped Francisco i was like WOAH.

I mean theres something more than just depression and back pain going on there. >_<
dontcha think? :]

So i was actually kind of sad for the book to end, because i had so much more questions left in my mind.Like what will happen in collage? What will happen to the dad? Or the mom? i just had ALOT on my mind. it was almost like i want' to yell NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

but once again i couldnt.
you can't yell in buss's either.
thats not polite :P

but anyways, all and all this book this incredably interesting and captivating. and more importantly, its REAL. it actually happened to someone. Which surprises me the most. Because I can't even begin to imagine that actually happening to me. Thank goodness times have changed, righhhht? :] *sigh*

Friday, September 19

HOLY GUACAMOLE!..and we got chips! :]

My friends keep me entertained.

pillowlover15: me and my friend posted a hate comment on a jonas brothers video to see what all the pre teen girls say D
WOAHcaitlinxD: WHAT TO DID YOU THAT FOR?
pillowlover15: :]
WOAHcaitlinxD: WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?
pillowlover15: to see what all the girls say
WOAHcaitlinxD: :O
pillowlover15::]]
pillowlover15:because
pillowlover15:i know thell all flip
WOAHcaitlinxD:...you see cartercake this is why you dont get dates.

Hahaha, mannnnnnn they are ezzz best. :]
Anyways today was cool cool cool.
MUCH better than yesterday.
Lauren (my carpool) didnt lock me out of the car today :X
yeahyeahyeah. i know.

:]
anyways i FINALLY found someone who listens to 30H!3 and Family Force 5 today.
It was like a NNAUIDKLSAUIAPWPEOUDLAGHH! moment. :D

Right now im just listening to FromFirstToLast<3333
and waiting around my email, for a responce from someone.
and offf course im talking to cartercake (nickname)...that guy i had ^^^that convo with. he's one of myy best friends.

:D
can't you tell? haha

Thursday, September 18

Let's try this again...and this time don't laugh.

Hmmm I think im gettingout of my mind
Just wanted to get that across.
Work.Work.Work.
School.School.School.
Regret.Regret.Regret.
Work.Work.Work.
Laugh.Laugh.Laugh.
^^ thats been how it lately.

It's strange,
well I mean i can pretty much seem up in week in a couple of sentences.
I know right, HOW LAME.

hahaha, and i just did the lamest thing...
i told someone i wanted to be a ninja when i grow up.
it was mostly my sarcastic side that got the best of me and said it.
seee no containment!
no control! haha.

but seriously, i want to be an artist.
why didnt i say that instead of a ninja?

Tuesday, September 16

Life was on our tongues. (my poem)

Optimism
That world has been coming up in my mind continually.
I wrote optimism on our bridge and it held 10 cups
(more than I thought it would possible).
I seriously think it had a impact on it.
I'm starting to think that optimism is the best way to waste time on something.
It's way more productive than my usual worrying
and making up terrible scenarios in my head.

---
Her eyes resting on the dreams of her and him.
Those sweet thoughts upon the tip of her tongue.
But the melody haunting her pleasures,
was everything to fear,
that horrid sound murdering those memories.
Nightmares crawling from the womb.
their breathing turning your bones into dust.
as the wind scatters them into the air.
All is lost, hid behind fate.
But I feel his presence, it still remains.

^^yup i JUST wrote that.

i think i found that i have two inspirations?
hmmm i know my writing makes no sense.
its just sentences.
my sentences.
that I am quite proud of.
I still admit that I use to write MUCH better,
but so far my creative flow is coming back to me again.
Hopefully SOON it will return for good?

:] I feel like writing quite a long post today,
mainly for the fact that I have nothing else to do tonight and that im waiting for somebody to get on the computer. And this blog, i have to say is the perfect distraction.

Monday, September 15

Yeah i try to believe you,...but I dont.





Hmmm so im listening to Pink right now,
i know, i know yes PINK! :] and you know what?
Im enjoying myself very much.
I forgot how much additude her music had.
does that make sense?
hmmm so anyways,
these days ive been trying to contain myself.
And ive found out that i cant do that very well.
And that i react on first thought.
Which can be a pretty bad thing :X

hmmm anwyays if you havent noticed,
all my titles are song lyrics.
Well most off them are,
so that explains alot doesn't? :]

So today two people told me two completely different things today,
first a girl told me that i was a very happy person. And that when she sees me i'm always smiling. And than later a boy asked me why i wore skinny jeans..and told me I looked like a goth today.

With the first comment I answered happily.
With the second I pretty much acted very sacrasticly and
told him about how emo I am and that I sit in corners and cry.

haha, i dont know why im putting that there, I guess its just that difference between the two makes me laugh. Odd isnt?

Anyways I feel like talking to people,
REAL LIFE PEOPLE,
not sock puppets are barbie dolls or sumthing :X

Aim me? : WOAHcaitlinxD


Isn't that just lovely?

Saturday, September 13

I am the wallpaper. (Reading Journal 3!)

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This book is about this girl named Floey (which I think is such an amazing and radatastic name to begin with) and she thinks shes the wallpaper because her sister Lillian is everything perfect and floey is the complete opposite of Lillan. So more than anything it's a story about how she wants to be noticed. As the interesting piece of funiture, that you can't stop looking at instead of the drab wallpaper that you never really notice. Or bother to take a second look at. This book is so inspipiring because I feel that it's just telling people that you always have to be yourself.It's just like this one qoute I have heard of before. "In your eyes, you are one person to the world, but in anothers eyes you are the world". It's like that, like even if you dont think so highly of yourself and you dont think your amazing.There is one person in the world, that totally disagrees with you, and thinks your blind. Because they look at you and think "THAT GIRL IS GOURGEOUS!" Or they think your amazing and cool. And just totally rad and that your perfect just the way you are. :) Which I think is something we need to be reminded of once in awhile. Because its something that most of us forget or dont even realize.

Thursday, September 11

Save Me.

I don't get it,
I'm not asking for much,
But everybody wants to just have something.
So I'll be picking me up,
Breaking me down,
I was lost, was i found?
I want to feel everything.
When everything feels wrong with me.
Take a look,
And brace myself,
Everybody wants to make it count.
Save me,
Because I can never float
Sinking.
Amaze me,
And I would be there holding on for life.

-Save by The Rocket Summer.

...no thats not all of it.
But its enough to describe exactly how I feel right now.

I write a poem today, im kind of proud of it. Maybe if ill post it to this blog...when I find the right time...now isnt.

Wednesday, September 10

You're A Regular Decorated Emergency

These days it's homework.homework.homework.
hmmmm, i guess you can say its keeping my busy. :/ or not?
Its more my current music trend this week that has been distracting me,
on the count that I've listened to those songs 194804943749243 times this week :X
"Losing the feeling of feeling unique, you know what i mean?"-P!ATDIt feels like that was such a long time ago.
surprisingly.
I'm not so proud of my poetry anymore,
looking for the right words isn't my problem.
HMMMMMMMMPHH, so anyways my mind seems so far far far away.
I just want to write all the time.It reminds me of how I was in 8th grade.

believe me, i am plenty inspired.

its just that flow of how easy it was isn't there anymore.
could it be I'm losing my touch?

It's A Secret Pictures, Images and Photos
hmmm im thinking ill put up a new postsecret with every post. :]

anyways watch this :

it will cheer you up. i swear it.
if it doesnt, you can point at me, and start laughing at me tommorrow and call me BULLBASUAR. :D

Monday, September 8

I was lost...Was i found?




spending a ridiculous amount of time reading post secret pictures. And all those secrets that people unleash.Although some i can not imagine anyone wanting everyone to know. I can relate to most.
Like this one:


If you dont know what post secret is, it's these books that has peoples (real peoples) secrets on them. Its written on postcards that are from all around the world and they are all true. Most people decorate there post card and its extremely creative. I absouletely adore these books.



I love that everything is so truthful and real. I love that it actually comes from real people, that live their lives day to day just like us. But in reality they are much braver, for they share their deep dark secrets with us...and we are complete strangers.



i have to say they are my favorite of all time.

:]Breaking through again

So Breaking Through is very different than how it was before. It use to be uninteresting, and it was just another assignment.But now its actually *gasp* interesting and quite intertaining to read. I think it's because it finally had something most people can relate to, yet at the same time it was a completely different situation. I was so glad that Roberto had started dating. I mean finally some crush, some little happy note that didnt relat to any hardworking labor or school related problem. But I was extremely mad to find out that it would have yet another unhappy bad ending to it. I mean the parents are totally overracting, i mean its not like he has this contangious undiscovered deadly diease. What is the problem with the fact that he's mexican? It's not righr, not right at all...And than in the end the girl just dates someone else. It's like another broken heart. Why is this happening to them? To them? They never harmed anyone or did anything! Why should they be treated so differently?

Sunday, September 7

Where im from :]

I am from bed time stories,
from strawberry milk and paint pallets.
I am from juice stained carpets,
(the mark nor the memory ever fading)
I am from crust-less Pb&j (credit to Sebastian)
and daily lunchables.
I'm from cooking on Saturday's and homemade dutch cookies.
from Ani Vero, to aunt Jackie
I am from embracing affection
and loud laughs.

I'm from the be yourself and
the don't care what other people think about you.
I'm from the dutch sweets and the morning un-sugared tea.
From the wall that my mother ran into as a child,
to the coffin that i saw my grandfather in.
I'm that box full of pictures that are
never stored and still keep in there envelopes.
those pictures that never come out for air,
I am that undeveloped film
you'll never know the secrets that have not yet been unleashed.


hmmmm im a tad bit rusty at poetry, but not that bad :]

Thursday, September 4

Kill the lights


Hmmmm ive got a couple questions on my mind,
Do i freak you out?
Do you think im phsyco?
Would you consider me a happy person?
Would you think of me as a airhead?

yes, i want to know the complete honest truth.
Of what you think about me. :D

anyways yeah just questions roaming my mind.
over and over again.
songs speech is tommorrow.
watch me choke.

xD

hhhhhmmmmnnnnnn i think i want to change my xblock,
my current one doesnt catch my intrest like i thought it would. :O

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Wednesday, September 3

shake it like an earthquake. ;D

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d00d today was....
ehhhh busymaking.
ALOT happened.

:/
somethings that i wish didnt,
because tommorrow ill make a even bigger fool out of myself.
i know, i know.
yes that is possible.
want a front row seat? you can even video tape my humiliation for free.
:P
anyways yeahhhhhh, i dont know what im going to say.
but hopefully its not something....
me-ish XDDDDDD

anyways still deciding about my favorite song,
it will either be:
1.is it progression if a cannibal uses a fork -chiodos
2.teasing to please (left side, strong side) -cute is what we aim for
3.northern downpour -panic! at the disco
4. wet blanket - metric
5. orrrr a newly favorite! which isss. *drum roll*
boats and birds by gregory and the hawk
(which is what my last post was about)

...sooo yeah i have no idea.
currently im listening to "breathe me" by Sia.

it calms me down. :]

pshhh i gotz a big brother. (for pretend). its andrew.
:] i dont think my parents could have produced a more perfect brother.

hahaha.

Tuesday, September 2

i live to let you shine. :]

"If you be my star
I'll be your sky
you can hide underneath me and come out at night.
when I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine
but you can skyrocket away from me
and never come back if you find another galaxy
far from here with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by."
-Boats and Birds by Gregory and the Hawk


isnt that the cutest?
i mean seriously, that song is keeping me smiling.

<3

maybe ill choose that song for friday?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pz5H3iVjAlw
^^click that to listen to the song.


city lights

anyways on the phone with sophia..whom i nicknamed pia. :}

Monday, September 1

it's so hard when your shallow as a shower.

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Eh, im chaining myself to the computer. I'd rather not be anywhere else.
Thoughts.Thoughts.Thoughts.
They are simply craming themselves into every inch of my mind.
Im pretty much excited to go back to highschool tommorrow.
Better than being here,...as much as i do somehat dread the school lunches
and i hate to admit it but im excited to see "certain people".

Hopefully in time i wont feel like such a small fish in a big pond.
but hey...maybe ill always feel this way.
i know i know. how pessimistic,
well honestly right now im in no mood to be all sunshiney and happy.
I just want to punch happiness in the face. :x
anyways..hmmm lets talk about highschool.
So far its not as bad as i thought it would be

No evil popular girl that rules the school.
And no jocky boys that are total jerks.
Itzzzz all prett-aaah chill :D

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I wish to believe, but belief is a graveyard.

Okay so currently im reading breaking through for humanities,and eating a brownie while listening to chiodos. Yes i am one of those people that can read and listen to music at the same time. I can multitask my dear :] and to be perfectly honest, this book is in no way whatsoever grasping my attention. Its not because of the genre or anything. I mean ive read books about stuff like this before. But as i have said before it takes ALOT for a book to really grasp my interest entirely. And this book ("Breaking Through") in no way does. But since this is required and i do want to get a good grade in humanites. I guess here my reflection goes?

Okay, so far in what im reading. Roberto got his janitor job back, so they dont have to work in the fields anymore. Which Panchetio is very happy about. And their money got stolen,( The money that they were saving to send to their family).And im just wondering why in the world would he keep the money under a matress? I mean i dont think thats a very good hidding spot at all. Thats where like little kids hide their diary's or whatever. Why doesn't he keep the money in a bank? That way it's safe!



-new song : Hannah Montana, "Nobody's Perfect". :x



okay so still reading...he's saying that everytime he goes home to the empty house he feels lonely.
And i have to admit that even though i can't honestly imagine what he's going to, I would probally be extremely lonely. Even if in this case sceniro and i had a brother or sister. Regaurdless of their pressence i would still be extremly lonely. Because no one can have the same pressence as mom and dad can. And even though a family might not be perfect and even though sometimes you might feel like they dont understand you, and even if sometimes you can't stand them because they are SOOOOOOOO embarresing, and even if you feel like they just want to tourte you all the time. They are still Mom and Dad. The dad that you would call daddy when you were little and you wanted something. And the mom that gave birth to you (and won't ever let you forget that). And they take good care of you, even if they won't buy you everything you want and they make you do ALOT of chores. They do care about you. :] And as much as I hate to admit it, I would be lost without them.


- now some jobro's songs :]

Im glad that hes focusing on school work inplace of his loneliness. Because in the end that will help him. It's like this one time when i was reading seventeen magizine (which im pretty addicted to) and in it, it was talking about breakups. And how with some situations a way that girls handle breakups is to like eat whatever is in their sight or eat tons of ice cream or someother sweet. And they were talking about how thats bad for you, and instead you should do something else. Like excirse instead , so you can do something actually productive that will help you in the long run. So just like that, he will benifit in the end. hahaha oh and it made me laugh when it said that they called him hotshot, because thats actually what me and one of my best friends (sara) call eachother. It's our own inside joke. :]



-now songs from 3OH!3 :]

OH YES!!! ROCK'N ROLL! i actually know the song jailhouse rock...im not sure where i heard it from but i have heard it. Now this book is staring to interest me...which to be honest is quite surprising. Anyways its awesome that he's staring to get into rock'n roll, let alone music.

Music is so powerful and as i once heard someone say it is a universal language. You dont have to know what the words mean to enjoy listening to it. I can't imagine someone who doesnt like music, or someone who has never heard of music. Because afterall, music is everywhere. ANYWAYS im so glad that he decided to like Elvis Presley. Because afterall Evis is BOSS! But i think it was pretty rude for everyone to laugh at him, when he decides to want to do elvis. I mean they could be a bit surportive, and atleast respect him. I mean he was never mean or rude or made fun of any of them. He respected them and yet they laugh in his face when he suggests something. Its just so ...mean.
Okay im not very fond of peggy, or her parents. Why is she avioding him? Because he didnt want to sit with her? And why are her parents so scared and avioding him also? He never did anything. And the way they treat him is like he's unworthy or different or something. It's not right.

Home again right? Now that the family is back with them i wonder what will happen? I mean if this was a happy story than the book would end right when the family come home right? But it doesn't, it just makes me wonder what else could possibly happen? Does someone die? And what will become of the father? What about his bad back? I mean im glad they are home, im sure thats extremly happy news because now they wont be lonely anymore. But i mean seriously theres got to be worser things coming.

Okay so apperently now some of the pages are gone. So i have no idea what im missing. So now it jumps from 43 to 59.

So he's graduating from the 8th grade, and his dad doesn't want him to smell like rotten strawberries.
So i take it that there family is still in California with them.