I’m like the female Harry Potter… only much less cool.

So here comes another glimmer in my life, everyone.

who am I

If someone asks me who my mom is, or who my dad is, I can give them a name or two. Technically, being adopted, I have two sets of “parents,” really. But if someone asks me, in the correct context, “tell me who your parents are,” I would tell them I haven’t got any. Drugs and bad life-decisions took my parents from me.

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Sorry if that’s a bit awkward.

My family forced my mother to give custody to my paternal great-grandmother right around the time I started kindergarten. She was almost completely nonfunctional, living in a bad apartment complex, that was known for murders and druggies. It’s surprising that my little sister and I are still alive since would often “sneak out” and go play on the complex’s playground, completely unsupervised while my mother slept until 1 o’clock in the afternoon. To boot, she was dating one of the biggest drug-ring leaders in the city, who is now in jail for cutting the throat of a man who was trying to save a girl he was savagely beating in a parking lot. Oh, and Dad was MIA.

awkward

When I was given over to my dad’s grandmother, they told me my mom had gone on vacation. It was confusing, but otherwise I can’t remember most of that time other than a few snippets here and there. I was then raised by an emotionally stunted witch of a woman for 15 years, who at some point “adopted me” so she would get a check each month. She spent it mostly on QVC.

JT stare

After moving out when I was 17, I had already gotten my full-ride scholarship to the University of Louisville and was biding my time until I could head off to college, three hours away from the woman who had made my life a living hell for most of my growing-up years. The hardest thing to leave behind was my cat I’d gotten when I was nine: Ittybitty. 😦 He passed away last year, before I got to say goodbye.

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My mother has been in out of rehab/jail for most of my life, and the woman that “raised” me passed away also, earlier this year. My father, on the other hand, is currently a 40-something year old living with his mother, and is of no importance to my life–and hasn’t been since probably the 5th grade.

All that being said…

I don't work right

 


 

Quote of the Day:

selfish

 

I couldn’t help what I was born into, only my own decisions & I chose my happiness to be of the utmost importance.

Grade A College Girl

Blogging.  Oh gosh, here we go.

Exasperated emma

I’ll figure out how to put gifs in this thing later… Got it!

Before I’d read any further, if I were you, I’d definitely want to know who the heck I am. Olive Garden addict. Resting-bitch-face wielder. How I Met Your Mother griever.  Book worm wannabe. So many things encompass Katie but first and foremost that apply to you is I am a college student blogging my life, thoughts, feelings, all for the next three weeks for your pleasant viewing.

HP Party

Now this is the person typing at you right now. Good ole’ Kentuckian Southern Belle. (sorta)

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 The things I love in life are pretty typical. (Sleep, Food, Game of Thrones, etc.) My issues are extensive. (Namely ex-boyfriends and an above average dysfunctional family.) My GPA is nursing battle wounds and for the life of me, my curls will not refrain from intense frizziness on a daily basis.

Shockingly I have very few friends.  (Buzzfeed often associates me with Mindy Kaling.)

Mindy Role Model

Now…  I wrote a list of like twenty something things to blog about in class today:

Being a college student, being a first generation college student, pinterest, how dating sucks and you should never ever start doing it, weekly quotes/foods/youtube videos. It has all been done before… but has it really been done by a brash college-aged female, gallivanting through the internet?

Yeah, probably.  But I’m your college-aged female gallivanting through the internet.

Before I leave you tonight, and because I’m a Word-Whore, I’ll leave you with these wise words of wisdom (and also, so these will see the light of day outside of my pinterest board):

Yep I like This One

That turned out to be less wisdom than I was expecting. (I was digging around in that bored for like a whole five minutes) So if you think you might pick me,  come see me tomorrow for more on “Katie’s Mind”.


Ryan