iced in

Classes were canceled today due to excessive ice and the forecast of it only getting worse. So, today is a catch-up-on-stuff day for me. I have a big project to start, I know its really late in the semester to start, but i am really exited about it and I hope it turns out like I want. The project: screenprinting calendars. I cant believe only a couple weeks of class left, that means only a semester left after that until graduation, eeekkk!

These sort of days always make me want to be home. Being stuck in the house with nothing to do was always a comforting feeling. Watching the snow pile up on the limbs of the woods behind our house. Getting as close as I could to the fireplace before it got too hot. The smell of the wintery outside air when dad came in with more wood. Keeping the back porch spotlight on to see how big the snowflakes were getting. Our old fashioned lit fir tree underneath a blanket of snow.

Working and watching out the window.

needing to say thanks

healthy family & friends :: friends that i can sit in silence with and know it's ok :: going to the movies secretly just for the soda and popcorn :: cozy couches :: constant christmas music the day after thanksgiving :: sweatpants :: sushi :: warm fires on a chilly night :: the christmas spirit :: big boxes of junior mints :: finding great hidden design websites and wishing you found them sooner :: being at home :: my doodling black pens :: my professors who held my hand or gave me a shove when i needed it :: white hot chocolate :: the overpowering love my family gives me :: sleeping :: warm pizza because of sentimental value :: vintage photos, patterns & tees :: the ability to play competitive volleyball :: being eager to go to class and never being dissappointed with its level of fun :: flat shoes which make me feel somewhat more normal :: the random stuff that has collected on my desk :: playing in the rain :: andy's icecream :: igneous rocks for all of this, i am thankful

the cold is at the door

Boy it is getting cold, luckily our new central heat is working well. Today I again realized how much I am going to miss classes and especially my professors. How many times do you hear " Seriously, how many have you been in a gang?" in the working world, I believe this only takes place in Erics class, and that I will miss.

another sunday.

this weekend was calm. i am happy.

nothing can replace old friends, hold them close.

hello.

Hey I am Katie, but people call me Werg, hence the title above. Right now I am in a point in my life that is extremely confusing. I consider myself a very fortunate person, lots of fun, amazing family, great friends, but right now I am questioning things and mainly myself and the direction my life is going. With playing volleyball for the past ten years of my life it has become not only a hobby but a part of me. Now, with my vb career over, I feel a little disoriented. In the real world people dont care if I was a volleyball player, where in the years past people were interested and could relate somehow. It just doesnt matter anymore and it really is a slap in the face. No one prepared me for this. Without my passion filling the hours of the day, thoughts have arisen and more doubt in my life has surfaced. Maybe volleyball was just camofloguing all these feelings before and I never realized it. Maybe thats why I want to continue to play, hide all the problems and go back to the security of normality in my life. But I do truly have the passion for it. Without it I feel, well I gues, not me. I cant even start a list of things I miss, there is way too much. I am not ready, I guess I just need a big shove. Why would I quit now? Something I have built such a passion for, such a obediance for, something I have made endless sacrafices for? I have always been taught not to quit and now they are all asking me to. Maybe I am just scared of the unknown future and volleyball is the one thing comfortable to grab on to as I dangle. But why not grasp something else, why am I choosing to hold on to it? Goodness, too many things and so much I cannot explain. I really do love my life but things great never go unquestioned.

All my blogs wont be like this, hopefully. My goal for this is to be also a creative blog, filled with inspirations to me and work by me and of course whats on my mind. I hope you enjoy. Dream big & wear flip-flops.