kate+speaks

school is fun again. who’woulda’thought’that??? its great.

i’m gonna be flash/dreamweaver master by december, WATCH OUT SUCKAS!

i’m gonna make my own “foster’s home for imaginary friends.” yeah right, i won’t be there, but i might just attempt it to show you some funny shit.

CRAP. chicken tikka masala is made with HEAVY CREAM…. crap.

so thanks to paul and “naan & curry” in the city, i have a newfound appreciation for indian food. its the latest addition to my “ethnic food kick.” however, i felt pretty sure that its NOT HEALTHY, so i went ahead to check ingredients… and there’s hella oil and cream in this stuff. crap.

its gonna have to be a rare thing for me.

its HELLA good though

there’s nothing like catching a sex & the city that i’ve never seen before. i finally saw the one with magnolia bakery.

i almost bought the new timberlake today. i put it back though. its probably good.

the new zack braff movie, “the first kiss,” comes out friday. i hope its good.

who would’ve thought that skinny jeans would come back so hard? so hard i even bought a pair, they ended up being a size 3. i don’t remember the last time that happened. i’m pretty sure its a fluke, or its because american sizes keep blowing up.

i’m too lazy to be a girl sometimes.

i know i always come with this conversation, but its a re-occuring issue of mine. i’m just too lazy to maintain. i cannot stand constantly changing earrings. i can’t get up early enough to apply make-up and contacts. i cannot get up early enough to straighten the mangled nest i call hair, so i wear a hat… a lot. i lack the funds to hit the trend wagon early, i gotta wait till that shit is at forever21. i wish i could pee standing up without urine running down my leg. HAHA, shut up, it takes too long for girls to do their business, thats why there is ALWAYS a f_cking line for the bathroom. i cannot stand underwire bras, i believe its a secret vendetta to keep me uncomfortable for hours on end. i shave my legs about once every summer, but thats because i’m one of those blessed girls who don’t grow body hair. i CANNOT stand in heels too long, if I do I end up talking mad shit about guys and how they don’t have to deal with this crap.

i don’t know how some of us do this, everyday…

once in a while, i love it though. still, i’m just too lazy to maintain.

I’M REAL BIATCH!

i’m self learning-flash and dreamweaver this semester. my shizz is going to be on point by next semester.

yes, it will be better than this “under construction” crap…

no comment.

but seriously, i’m on point this semester… SO FAR. haha, after just one week.

its always interesting how my favorite songs always invoke strong emotions. On one end of the spectrum there is “Save Room” by John Legend, its instant happiness. It might just be added to the top five of my all time favorite r&b songs, cause i fell in love at first listen. The guitar is DOPE. DOPE!!! On the other end of the spectrum there is “You Can Be Happy” by Snow Patrol. Which is probably the saddest song I’ve ever heard in my life. I want to cry everytime I hear it, but its so beautifully written. Its seriously beautiful.

I recommend everyone listening to both.

a note to self:

i need to start going organic… at least for some foods, cause there is some pretty gross stuff in regular food, especially milk. gross. look it up. maybe i’ll just go soy, but what about cream and the like, what do you do?

a note to everyone else:

i already get hassled from people for giving up the swine aka pork aka PIG. pork is gross. it smells and tastes bad both in raw and cooked forms. i will not eat pork anymore, never again. i don’t care if someone says i won’t be able to taste it… i will. it has a pungency i cannot explain. i have found alternatives to bacon, its made of turkey and it has a whole lot less fat. PORK SUCKS.

the end. =)

i am tired down to my bones. we left the city at 2:30am, got back to sac @ 4am, hit my bed and got 2 hours & 45 minutes of sleep. my voice is raspy as hell trying to keep up w/ kweli, and my throat is hella sore. i touched his shoe while he was doing “african dreams.” we got front and center.

did i mention he is my favorite?

lupe throws on a good show too.

two more nights of shows. i’m gonna loose it again for tribe. my voice will be gone by monday.

so i had the craziest-realest (is that a word?!?) dream last night

i had something going on with an un-named guy and he kissed me… and it was not jeff. it was life-like.

IT WAS CRAZY. CRAZY. you know you people have dreams when your with someone who isn’t your significant… don’t tell me you don’t. it was crazy though. MAN.

i really think its because i was talking about jeff’s “FRENCH CANADIANS” shirt before i went to sleep. it has a picture of a male and female mountie making out.

don’t worry jeff, i’m still gonna have your future babies.

last wednesday: zero7 + jose gonzales @ the fillmore

tomorrrow: lupe fiasco + talib kweli @ ruby skye

friday: fiest @ fillmore

saturday: tribe called quest @ berkeley.

roots are in town too on friday… ?uestlove is spinning @ dynamite soul at sofa lounge. i’m gonna have to miss them. its ok, cause i got a hot ass date. the man is taking me to fiest and lucky chances for food. haha.

HELLA LIVE EVENTS. i love it.

sac state is officially in session again.

GOODBYE SUMMER. GOODBYE BLONDE HAIR, its blacker than a kettle again. ohh, and if you’re a sac state student check out the X3 poster around campus. i did it myself….. =)

9 more months then i’m out this biiiatch. finally. haha.