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[06 Feb 2006|02:18am] |
i hate myself, and i hate starbucks. all i want is to go to sleep, because i just can't make myself read about media priming and framing effects on the citizen and what heuristics they take in decision making. WHY did i drink both of those coffees?
so, the other day in my japanese politics class we had to watch a video about post-war japan... and the lead candidate for the socialist ticket in 1960 was giving a speech and the narrator says something like "why didn't socialism succeed in japan like it did elsewhere during this decade? well, some things about japan HADN'T changed since the war." and suddenly the camera goes into slow motion and this fanatic from the opposing party runs onstage and plunges a footlong knife into the candidate, who died minutes later. the following two minutes of video were all slow motion, mostly of people charging knifeman.
so here's my question. what the fuck, professor schiener? i was content with never having actually seen someone murdered. everyone in that classroom was horrified. thanks for the warning. how weird to bear witness to the last few seconds of someone's life... i don't know. all i know is that video happened last week but i still think about it all the time.
i hate life this quarter. i've never studied this hard. and i have CERTAINLY never had to do all of the reading to get an A. i dislike when teachers think i have time only for their class.
i just realized it's been awhile since i blinked. this sucks. reminds me of DC. damn all nighters. DAMN coffee.
if you are interested in the most pathetic thought process ever, let me enlighten you to the last minute inside my head.
i COULD take the vicodin that dr. rosenthal prescribed last week. it says on the label that it induces drowsiness. oh, wait... it also says take with food. i'm on a diet, i can't eat at 2:30 in the morning. but i really need to sleep...alarm's set for 6... no. but pad thai DOES sound really good right now.
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[29 Dec 2005|08:15pm] |
Oh, i'm just hanging out with Sam, Derek, and Jared.
they are just some of the most attractive men ever made by man or god. And i'm hosting them. SURE! they were two hours late getting to my house. Do i mind? no.
SURE! They said that they would be fine with sharing a room and then get here and make me sleep in a tent in the backyard so they can have their space. And do i care? Not at all!
And sure, Derek demanded to get foot rubs around the clock and then smoked opium and lit the couch on fire. I just chalk that up to him being born in modesto.
so!!! YAY!!!
~~~~Written by derek. these views are not at all endorsed by katie or her subsidaries. Also, she's totally hawt for jared. Cuz he's totally hawt~~~~~~
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[18 Nov 2005|11:11am] |
harry potter four was AH-MAZING. seriously, i laughed, screamed, and cried. SO good. good job, new director.
and harry is... kind of hot. i mean, in a 16 year old kind of way. but man.
my mom is giving away my cat. that made me cry again.
i missed the harry potter clubbers from valhalla class of 03 last night. but it was nice getting text messages from all of them.
i'm a nerd. what.
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[10 Nov 2005|05:18pm] |
yesterday i was in the same room as president and mrs bush, donald rumsfeld, lynn cheney, harriet miers, condi rice (and her bad new haircut), karl rove, michael cherkoff, scott mcclellan, don cheadle, muhammad ali, aretha franklin, carol burnett, general richard myers, frank robinson, mike nicholas, andy griffith, and alan greenspan.
and my camera batteries died just before.
but working for ABC news is pretty effing cool.
muhammad ali was funny... when the cameras were clicking away at him, he looked at them threateningly and wagged his finger. parkinson's or not, i would stop taking pictures of muhammad ali if he looked at me like that. and then when president bush gave him his award of freedom, he held up his fists, and ali looked at him like he was nuts. it was really funny.
the white house is gorgeous on the inside.
i was wondering what don cheadle was doing there in the audience, he wasn't being awarded by the president with this medal. but paul rusesabagina (the guy he played in hotel rwanda) was being awarded, so he was there to support him. that was cool. it was neat, because everyone else there was there for being extremely accomplished, but he was just there for being a good person. and that was really heart-warming.
and "good night, and good luck" was awesome.
living in dc... its been a hell of a ride.
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| I'm updating. Don't die of shock. |
[22 Aug 2005|08:52pm] |
I got into UCDC, which means me and 200 other UC kids are going to be in Washington DC interning for various organizations/politicians this fall.
Which means
if you are going to be in DC this fall, you must call me.
That is all.
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[07 Mar 2005|12:20am] |
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holy shit, i'm in my twenties. ewwww.
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[16 Jan 2005|02:42am] |
ok i'm really sorry i don't know how to do lj cuts and i haven't posted pictures in awhile so i hope this doesn't back anyone up.
alex, lauren, jackie, callan, and me before everyone showed up for our AWESOME party. (sans janese D:)
alex and me on... some night
lauren and me on some other night
alex, cal and me last night
and again
and one to show my drunk face even though i was completely sober and cal's oddly red tongue.
and then my besties :) alex, me, cal, lo
k thats all. sorry.
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[09 Jan 2005|02:51pm] |
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happy birthday to the wonderful and talented ms haley beckwith.
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| crap, the ONE couple that gave me faith in hollywood. |
[07 Jan 2005|05:39pm] |
Hollywood power couple Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston have separated after 4 1/2 years of marriage but remain "committed and caring friends," the couple said on Friday.
"We would like to announce that after seven years together we have decided to formally separate," Pitt and Aniston, who first met on a dinner date in 1998, said in a joint statement initially published by People magazine on its Web site.
"For those who follow these sorts of things, we would like to explain that our separation is not the result of any of the speculation reported by the tabloid media," the statement said.
"This decision is a result of much thoughtful consideration. We happily remain committed and caring friends with great love and admiration for one another. We ask in advance for your kindness and sensitivity in the coming months."
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[04 Jan 2005|02:26pm] |
2004 sucked. sucked sucked sucked. Actually, the first half wasn't bad. but the rest of it sucked.
and blah, my grades weren't as good as I wanted them to be. Actually, just in one class. sucks.
My fish died last night and Jackie feels bad, since he was in her custody. what Jackie doesn't realize is that it's ok. Lopez was ill, we were expecting it. Plus, he was boring. No worries. But RIP Lopez.
I'm not ready to go back. sucks sucks sucks. I can't believe I have class tomorrow.
I didn't get to see everyone I wanted to see, but I was able to avoid all of the people I did not want to see. So I guess I take the bad with the good.
I hope my cousin can come home from Iraq soon. I don't know how long Rangers have to stay, but his parents miss him.
We watched home movies last night; I was 2 and phil was about 6 months. He was in a walker, and I, laughing hysterically (maniacally?) ran him into everything in the room. Hah. we got a good laugh. I was apparently really hyperactive. Like, I didn't stop moving once. I hope I have an energetic kid, but not one that I have to sedate.
Wow, I'm boring.
My mom is sending me back to D-town with flannel sheets. yesss.
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[03 Dec 2004|09:44pm] |
Billy Idol!
What punk are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
boo, i kinda wanted to get the avril lavigne one. hah.
em i just read you're journal and i wanted to say i love you because your awesome. heh.
ah, finals next week. time to go out.
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[26 Nov 2004|07:57pm] |
i hate that i get so caught up in the stupid crap. i realize this when i come home because i love my family so much and could never ask to have better people in my life.
thanksgiving was amazing, 20 people came over and my mom represented hardcore with the food. it was "dank." extended family, neighbors, old friends, new friends, it was really awesome. i have just been so happy these past few days.
my dad's thanksgiving speech preceeding the meal made me cry.
"tonight i speak for all of us when i say that we are thankful for each other. we are thankful that we could come here from san francisco and los angeles, from colorado and davis, to be together. we are thankful for everything we have and everything we share with each other. but there are a few things we cannot be thankful for, and we pray instead. we pray for our nephew/cousin/grandson who is having dinner in falluja tonight. we also pray for a man who has sat around this table many times and who never will again. patrick died on november 15th and we pray for his wife and children and those who loved him. so now i toast to my beautiful wife and wonderful children, to my brother and mom, to the extended family i have in my neighbors, to our good friends, and to our new friends. thank you for giving me something to be thankful for."
and now christmas music is playing in my dining room and i love it love it love it.
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[24 Nov 2004|02:42pm] |
so i officially know someone (knew?) who has died in iraq. and for what? good people have to die when bad men send them to war.
PR, RIP.
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| my body is telling me to quit my job. |
[16 Nov 2004|11:08am] |
so i've been working at the gap for about a month and a half now. i hate it. but last night i was folding down the denim wall, and i started walking up the little ladder so i could put jeans away. when i took a step with my left leg, my knee completely gave out. it was so scary, it was like i didnt even have a knee there. so i crashed facefirst into my beautifully folded pile of stonewash denim and my co-worker had to steady me so i didnt plummet to the floor. COOL. so then i got helped out to jackie's car which she was nice enough to lend me.
now i have a gnarly bruise on my knee and it hurts to stand. so i'm just gonna sit around today :D
i'm just rambling because i'm bored. one week from today my uncle and i will be driving down for thanksgiving. exciiiitement.
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[06 Nov 2004|01:34pm] |
yes, i cried. no, i don't want to talk about it.
i'm not doing semester at sea fall quarter. after tuesday, i decided that my ass is going to washington dc.
yesterday all of the things that made me depressed this week drove me buy a $300 dress, even though i have nothing to wear it for. i guess bush DOES have a plan to stimulate the economy.
whatever. i feel pretty in it.
screw this all, i'm irreconcilably unhappy.
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[31 Oct 2004|04:48pm] |
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happy birthday to the wonderful and talented mr. luke jacobs. i love you!
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[29 Oct 2004|06:05pm] |
i got two cards today from the two people i love the most.
the more traditional "i miss you and am thinking of you" note from my mother...
"to my wonderful, thoughtful, intelligent, beautiful, sensitive, caring, responsible, ambitious and loving little Katie Bug of whom I am immensely proud! I hope you have a great day."
and then there's my dad, who sends me a postcard from Africa of a bunch of lions tearing apart a carcas of some sort. On the back he writes the ever-so cryptic, yet somehow innocent "bad kitty cats! love, dad"
man i want to go home.
oh oh and i have a new favorite word!
• wraith | RAYTH | noun 1 a : the exact likeness of a living person seen usually just before death as an apparition b : ghost, specter 2 : an insubstantial form or semblance : shadow 3 : a barely visible gaseous or vaporous column
just thought it was cool.
i'm tired.
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[18 Oct 2004|07:04pm] |
my friends page today was fun. this morning, emily posts
i hate the rain. am i the only one?
and then cathy posted
Rain!!!! I'm so glad I didn't bring an umbrella to class. Walking back home in the rain was great. I only wish it had been coming down harder.
that was fun.
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[17 Oct 2004|05:29pm] |
 | You preferred Kerry's statements 100% of the time Voting purely on the issues you should vote KerryWho would you vote for if you voted on the issues? Find out now! |
wow, thats a shocker. thank goodness, because i was really stressed about who to vote for. HAH. you guys should do it tho.
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[14 Oct 2004|12:51am] |
My mom coincidentally wore black to work that day. That dark shirt seemed to try to swallow her heart that stuttered with her breath as my dad repeated "I'm so sorry." To this day my biggest regret is that I was there to witness her beautiful face contort with pain and fury as he told her that her father had died in a car accident.
I used to cherish those cold autumn days, but this time the air made it hard for me to breathe. This became more difficult when my mom joined me, numb and vacant, out on the patio. I realized that the smell of the weed she smokes terrified me for the first time, so I went inside, locking the smoke out. I began to straighten my hair, mostly because I didn't know what else to do. The faint smell of my burning tresses was suddenly more magnified than ever before. I could see the smoke rising from my head, contrasting with my pale, sterile, suddenly cold bedroom walls. My hair was the only thing alive to me in that room, and it looked like I was killing it. So I left.
Later that night I drove down the freeway as if I was racing the sun to the water. I looked at the darkening sky and found myself begging the sun not to set.
Today in english we had five minutes to write about our saddest memory and how the setting in which we experienced it (sights, smells, etc) reflected the way we felt. It wasn't until after I wrote this that I realized that this happened exactly two years ago this week.
Rest in Peace, Grandpa
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