Another MeMe

I got this from Lindsey, Sophie’s classmate.

1. What time did you get up this morning?
Miss B. is working welcome week, so we had to get up at 8:30. That’s actually late for me… I don’t have skating this week and I’m used to getting up at 3:30am!

2. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
I have not been to a cinema here. The only people who ever get to go to movies are Kit-Kat! I want to see My Sister’s Keeper… but not with anyone else. Too many questions… And The Time Traveler’s Wife looks good; MB said it was really true to the book.

3. What is your favorite TV show?
Grey’s Anatomy. It’s bad…

4. What is your favorite dessert?
anything with apples… like cinnamon apples, apple pie a la mode, etc…

5. Favorite sandwich?
any panini. right now, I’m really loving reubens!

6. Favorite item of clothing?
Oh right now, Hope’s NYC sweatshirt that I’ve kind-of stolen. We’re not going to see her until October, so why not? Otherwise, my skates of course!

7. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would
you go?
I go a lot of places for skating…but I don’t really get to tour or anything. Probably London.

8. Morning or night person?
I have to be a morning person because I am a skater…

9. Any Pets?
None

10. Texting or IMing?
I don’t really like either. I text a lot though because it’s convenient with skating. But I don’t like when people send chain texts and stuff.

11. Any new and exciting news you’d like to share with us?
I have a great new sweatshirt! Um…jk…it’s not really mine…

12. What did you want to be when you were little?
A doctor

13. How are you today?
Well-rested. Ready to move people in…

14. What is your favorite candy?
Not Kit-Kats for sure. I’d say Twix.

15. What are you listening to right now?
Regina Spektor, which Sam is kind-of mad about…but I LOVE HER! AND… Ingrid’s new CD comes out the 25th!!! SO EXCITED!!!!!!

16. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
Light blue… like snow :)

17. Favorite restaurant?
Panera by far

18. Summer or winter?
Winter

19. Hugs or Kisses?
Hugs, and cheek kisses (OH SKATING)

20. What is under your bed?
Oh, wait! I DON’T HAVE A BED! That’s right! Miss B. ran out of space, so me and every doll after me do not have a bed or a room! This is a major fail. Under MB’s bed? Extra bathroom supplies, suitcases, books in a shelf thing, and printer paper.

21. What are you afraid of?
Nothing really. Nothing I would tell the grand online world…

22. How many towns/cities have you lived in?
Just one, until I moved to OWT. Now I’ve lived in 3: Omaha, a town near Cleveland OH, and Kennebunk, ME

23. hearts or stars?
stars

24. Most embarassing moment?
odd questions…

25. Favorite genre of movies?
Action

And Maybe, In the Future, You’re Gonna Come Back…

Miss B.’s brother is on a high-adventure camping trip, and I am missing Venturing like no tomorrow. I spent six months with those girls on a boat, you know?! (On a boat, hahaha.) And I really miss the physical challenge of all the things we did. Sailing is not all smooth sailing, you know. (Don’t ask for Rita’s account of me on the boat – just don’t. Let’s just say we really didn’t get along for most of it, and I don’t know why besides we’ve never really been close and I don’t know what got into us when we decided to be cabinmates.) We did other things besides sailing too, like going backpacking and caving, and MB’s brother backpacked today. I nearly died. I’ve been feeling that way the whole week. I can technically stay in the troop until I’m 21, but it’s not like I’m ever in Maine anymore, and I haven’t found any troops here.
So I’ve been talking to a few girls about taking a mini-camping trip in the backyard and doing some minor hiking. Just something to get the energy back, but really relaxed. I’ve been talking a lot to Julie and Ivy, who are best friends and are really cool. They are really into the seventies, so I have to admit I thought they were weird at first. Ivy is really quiet, and they usually stay by themselves unless Julie is organizing some rally or fundraiser for her latest cause. But once I got to know them, they’ve been really cool. Ivy does gymnastics, and she’s almost as intense about it as I am about skating. (Nobody can be more intense than I am about skating!) And Julie’s just so open about everything and really fun. I was thinking about inviting them and Sam, since I hang out with Sam the most here.
Well, Miss B. basically took me aside and said certain-students-who-shall-not-be-named *cough Harper cough* are Girl Scouts and would be upset if I didn’t invite them. And so would Sam because she knows how much they love camping. I wanted it to be a small campout! If I invite the two people MB mentioned, I have to invite THEIR best friends too. I’m so over that. And what, can Sam not go anywhere without her posse?
Besides, I read those Kit-Kat camping albums. I’m so over luxury camping. They would honestly hate my trip. Cabins? NO WAY!
But no.
I think MB has some secret conspiracy to get me to be friends with Harper. I don’t know why. Yeah, she’s fun, but we have way too much in common. It would be awkward. I don’t want to deal with how much she knows about me already without me even saying anything. And just when I was starting to trust Miss B. a lot. If we end up good friends, it’ll happen on our own time.
And THIS ALBUM is why us being friends might not be the greatest idea. I forgot to post it because, well, it doesn’t really paint me in a good light, and frankly I’m annoyed about that. I have a feeling I said too much in this post, but who really cares anyway? I’m seriously annoyed. MB is refusing to let me have my campout until at least Friday, supposedly because she’s “busy with homework”. Mmm-hmm.

Cate and Harper fight
Yes, aren’t we BFFs?!

“Oh, the only way to really know is to really let it go…” – Ingrid’s NEW SINGLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And despite it all, I realize I should just let this go. My mom is always bugging me to “have perspective since you SHOULD considering your history” and maybe spoiled me is finally getting some. Yeah, right. I’m sure another awkward moment will come up and bring this all back again.

We’ll Always Have Paris?!

Apparently not? I’m here at OWT! But we’re in the Alps (I think southern France?), not Paris. I was a little – okay a lot – annoyed, but now I think it’s really cool because it’s PERFECT for skating!

So anyway, the journalism team put together a photo album of my arrival! How cool! Here it is!
Cate Skates (Of COURSE that’s the title!)

And here are some pics of me!
Me with the twins, Kit-Kat
Me at the hot chocolate stand

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?

This quote is from the song “Breakable” by Ingrid Michaelson and I absolutely love it.  You can obviously take it literally, which, to me, makes a good point, even more than what she’s probably talking about – relationships.  No matter how great we think we are, there’s always that slim chance something can totally go wrong.  Just because I’m a competitive figure skater doesn’t mean I’m also not one of the favorites at the hospital (because you know they love me!).  Does the rib cage actually help you any?  What about the pericardium?  Every so often you hear in the news about how this got infected or how it filled up with fluid.  So much for protection.  And even if your heart is fine, the blood it pumps might not be.  It just fascinates me, everything that can go wrong, and yet people still say they’re “putting their heart into it”, that’s why they’re surviving.  What a mess, illness.  And Ingrid says “So it’s fairly simple to cut right through the mess,/And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.”  If I’m talking about illness here, yeah, I see it.  It’s so totally easy to lose hope.  What are we confessing?  Are we confessing our desire to stay alive?  Or maybe we’re confessing what’s really wrong.  Maybe it’s easy to “cut right through the mess” of illness and stop us from confessing what is happening in our lives, to protect ourselves from other people’s reactions, to ignore it ourselves.  What’s making us stop?  Ourselves, our distrust in other people.  There’s very little wall, the song is saying, so once people get to you, you just stop pretending to care.  It doesn’t exist.

The next verse is about how the boy fastens Ingrid’s seatbelt “because it is the law”; she sees his love in his “two-ton death trap”.  I see this, by my analysis, as a revelation of the dichotomy of how things constrict us, have the total potential to kill our spirit, but also help us and protect us.  Again, not telling people about illness totally fits here.  Sometimes if people don’t know and something happens it’s not only awkward to explain, but maybe they don’t believe you, or they don’t take it seriously, or even their pity/overreaction totally kills your spirit that day.  But if people don’t know then you have to keep it bottled up inside, there’s more awkwardness, and it contributes to your denial itself.  So maybe it is better to get it out in the open, but there is always that huge risk.  And that is enough for me.