katelyn renee "bonis" bohney

Fri, 23 Dec 2005 05:02:40 GMT

it's the new me. add it.

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 19:56:33 GMT

<td align="center"> katelyn's best excuse:

"The government is after me"

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You should learn Russian

You should learn Russian. You like to be able to speak to people wherever you travel if even just a little bit. You are smart enough to learn this language and have the patience to follow through with it.

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You fit in with:
Spiritualism

Your ideals are mostly spiritual, but in an individualistic way. While spirituality is very important in your life, organized religion itself may not be for you. It is best for you to seek these things on your own terms.

80% spiritual.
80% reason-oriented.

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<td align="center">Edvard Munch

Edvard Munch should paint your portrait. You are a very emotional person. You are always up for a good talk with one of your friends. You don't like to keep things bottled up. Often, you are friendly and outgoing, but that can change very easily to being introverted and cold.

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Wed, 14 Dec 2005 04:03:55 GMT

people disgust me. what kind of people you may ask?

-well.. they first need to stop saying they know things that they DEFINITELY don't know.
-i HATE people who now commonly use the word existential just because they heard it in the title of a song. THAT IS DISGUSTING. and don't deny it, because you probably did that.
-one minute you're buddhist. one minute you're atheist. the next you're christian. this goes way beyong getting confused and growing up. STOP LYING TO EVERYONE.
-THINK OF YOUR OWN GODDAMN TRENDS.
-stop thinking EVERY. LITTLE. THING. is funny. because it's not.
-there are times and places for everything. REALIZE THIS!!!
-please don't piss me off when i'm in a bad mood.
-actually, you probably shouldn't even talk to me for the rest of this week because i'll just bite your head off or not care about anything you're saying.

list is officially over because i'm tired.

larry's baby's name is samuel l. jackson holly rosinko

Sat, 10 Dec 2005 04:33:46 GMT

bonis is cool: well how is it there? i don't think i've talked to you since allyssa's party
KungFu inmy shoe: it's great!
KungFu inmy shoe: i love it!
KungFu inmy shoe: there's sooooo many black people!
bonis is cool: hahahahahahaha
KungFu inmy shoe: and it's really really ghetto
KungFu inmy shoe: i know 6 pregnant girls
KungFu inmy shoe: and there's probably at least...... 35 in the school
KungFu inmy shoe: it's so funny!

Fri, 09 Dec 2005 23:56:48 GMT

so something really really sad/weird/indifferent happened today.

me and austen got a hold of robby's hair gel at drama, and we did our hair funky. his was sticking up in these big waves, and i gave myself a really stupid looking mohawk.

now, don't go and think that i'll ever be one to call myself a punk. okay, i listen to a lot of that music, but a genre of music has never classified who or what i am. i mean, seriously people.

so anyways, my mom came and picked me up about ten minutes after we'd done our hair like that, and she said she had to go to costas, so i told her i would come inside with her and help her to make the shopping process quicker. and i knew right away i was going to get weird looks walking around, because that's just how our town is. and that didn't bother me for one second. i saw a lot of random women and children that i have distant relationships with, so it was pretty ironic. but there were two people who really just made me feel more out of place than i've ever been in my life.

now, i don't know who the guy was. he was really tall with a huge beard and i did know who the girl was. i've never talked to her before, but i liked her. i guess if i wanted to put her under any specific classification of people, i could. she would be one of the people that hangs out with my brother and people of that sort, okay? it really makes no difference who she was, because we have no ties and my life without hers means nothing. but.. something bad happened to her and i know about it and that made me take pity on her, and i probably would like her but... i don't know this is getting way past my point.

i was helping my mom put groceries on the counter because i'm nice and my hair doesn't reflect my station in life or my wanting to help out my family. and these two people walk up to the register next to us and i hear a LOT of laughing, and a lot of 'what a retard' 'stupid bitch' and crap like that. i know they're talking about me, i keep looking over and it's obvious they're just staring at me and practically laughing in my face.

i guess it doesn't matter that people were making fun of me, because i've had enough encounters with people to know that not everyone is going to like me, no matter how hard i try. i guess the part that hurt the most was that these people who'd never met me or talked to me before, were laughing like they got what was going on. that i'm just some stupid girl with old navy jeans and a peacoat and a mohawk. they were standing there, guffawing, waiting in line with all their groceries, just thinking to themselves how funny it is that they think they can see exactly through me and know what my type is. the only thing my hair stood for was me imitating these people who take it all way too seriously. who think you can only have a mohawk if you smoke pot and listen to nothing but the dead kennedys.

i really don't want to say any more about this... but it pretty much made me feel disgusted to have human emotion.

Thu, 08 Dec 2005 22:02:07 GMT

i haven't been home this early in a long time, and i'm already kind of depressed.

i think i kind of have an idea of why i've been so indifferent lately. but stringing thoughts together into words has never been very easy for me.

i'll have to start by saying i don't like where i am right now. no, i don't mean i hate being in my house, although that is true. what i mean is.. i hate the direction my life is in. i'm not even traveling in any distinct direction. i just smacked into this invisible wall in my life, and i can see all these amazing paths that i could take, but i'm like a fucking mime in a box; i can't go anywhere, whether i want to or not. it's not that... it's not that i'm not good at anything.. i mean, i've always been just the tiniest bit above average. and i guess that's better than what i could have been dealt. but just for once in my life, i want to be the best at something, and feel like i'm the best at something. everything that i try to do, i'm either not good at period, or i'm just average.

take drama, for example. my old graduated friends, they were amazing, and they showed me that maybe it was something that i could do to make friends and pass the time at school. it seemed like an amazing opportunity for fun and self discovery. but every time i try out, i get a part that either a) has no speaking whatsoever or b) is the most miniscule part you could imagine. i mean, i didn't think i was THAT bad. but whatever.

and decathlon. for a while i was so excited and so into it, because i could read, remember and do really well in it. for once, i thought i had found my niche. then.. the kv invite. i got awards, but i didn't deserve any of them. therese and all these other people should have gotten them. i got a fucking 679 on my speech. i didn't crack 5000 for my overall score. i don't care that this is my first year or any of that shit. knowing how much better i could have done will always disgust me.

my grades aren't near as good as they ever were. i have a c in chemistry, and i've been trying so hard, but i don't think i'll be able to have a b for the semester. pretty much everything else is a b, too. and that PISSES. ME. OFF.

my family life is in absolute shambles. (when i say this, i am being absolutely 100% serious) i've literally seen my brother less then one handful of times in the past month. my mom is always working, at zuni's, or sleeping. my dad is at work until 8 every night, and he comes home, eats, and goes to bed. i see steve the most, but that's not really saying a lot, seeing as he's the reason i feebly attempted to commit suicide in middle school.

what social life? i haven't been able to hang out with ANYONE since before decathlon and drama practice. every time someone asks me to hang out i have to turn them down so i can sit in the auditorium for three hours and NEVER run my goddamn scene with my three lines.

save me.

Thu, 08 Dec 2005 02:13:06 GMT

i am turning into such a good freakin student. i'm doing a pretty good job at balancing homework decath and drama. but... that doesn't change a couple of things that have been going on.

I CANNOT SLEEP. it's physically impossible. six hours a night, tops. and i wake up constantly.
my hair is starting to fall out again. i don't know if it's from the lack of sleep, or what.
i'm developing bags under my eyes.
people are constantly asking what the matter is.
i'm eating junk food constantly.
one of my very good friends is annoying the shit out of my lately.
what social life?
so far i have $0 for washington dc. but we're leaving in like, 19 days! :):):):):):)

i forgot what else i was going to put on here, so that's the end. sorry it's so negative.

THE HUSH SOUND ON SATURDAY!!!!

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 01:51:14 GMT

BUY ME THIS

Sat, 03 Dec 2005 00:25:08 GMT

my moods right now could be best described as confused and irritable. everyone is pissing me off lately, and they aren't doing anything different than usual. so it's definitely me.

in other news, today was probably one of the greatest days of drama ever. improv fucking rules.

as to who i 'like' right now, my emotions are so mixed up. it might not be who i thought it was. i may have reached an even more unreachable target. but he thinks i'm funny. i get attracted to the most outrageous characters. hey, for all i know, it could even be that one other kid...

i'm going to see the academy is... and panic! at the disco.

and i'm currently in the process of making everyone's christmas presents. they frickin rock.

Fri, 25 Nov 2005 19:55:27 GMT

life has been weird lately. but not bad.

me and stephanny had a good heart to heart the other night. she didn't know everything, and now she does. i really like having my close friends. a lot.

thanksgiving was okay. predictable. food was good. people were fine. i would rather have spent it with all of you. but you have to roll with the punches and that's just how it is.

we didn't have uncle ed's candle this year. it makes me mad that everyone just forgot about him. my uncle ed died exactly one week after eleventh birthday. he was one of the nicest, funniest people i've ever met. they turned his house into a restaurant a year or so ago. it doesn't make sense to me. the food isn't that good either. it's kind of funny. they called it the historic bohney house in the newspaper.

and..cut.

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 17:27:13 GMT

HAPPY FUCKIN THANKSGIVING.

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 02:05:31 GMT

Sun, 20 Nov 2005 18:46:53 GMT

i fucking bombed my speech and impromptu. minus one hundred points for it being fifteen seconds too short. minus.. however many points for having the worst answer ever for an impromptu.

i don't care about anything good that happened to me yesterday.

it's pathetic to know how much better i could have done.

Sun, 20 Nov 2005 04:59:11 GMT

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Thu, 17 Nov 2005 00:18:35 GMT

i hate the kids with their retarded little poems.

oh, okay. am i really too stupid and can't figure out what's so deep about it?

or are you too stupid to actually think what you're saying is deep?

i'm going to go with the latter of the two.

Sun, 13 Nov 2005 20:08:36 GMT

HCOabrcrmb1: it's an emergency! come over right now i'll have my mom cook you a turkey

Sun, 13 Nov 2005 01:58:55 GMT

bonis is cool: yeah my mom always goes 'so and so is a lesbo'
bonis is cool: and then she talks about how she's not prejudiced
CAMP ROBBY 76: i hope she knows thats very third grade

Sun, 13 Nov 2005 00:35:17 GMT

i was downloading a song by the mars volta, and it finished so i hit play. i got mad because the song is twelve minutes long and it wasn't making any sound. so i got mad.

then i started laughing because the song it called frances the mute.

Sat, 12 Nov 2005 23:28:40 GMT

Thu, 10 Nov 2005 23:31:19 GMT

i get to see dustin fucking smith in less than two days. for like... a whole day if he gets there in the morning. you can't even begin to comprehend how excited i am. for serious.

i'm sick of being depressed and feeling the way i do so i think you all have the right to know i'm trying really hard not to be this way. most of the time it works really good and i'm happy. but every once in a while i am a hypocrite.

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 12:54:18 GMT

"sleep" is slowly turning into that word that's always on the tip of my tongue.

i hope you get what i'm saying.

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 00:47:37 GMT

me and larry are going to winter formal. :)

thank you sam.

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 17:39:07 GMT

i'm sick of people complaining about how bad they think their lives are.

now, i am by no way saying anywhere in this entry that my problems are any greater or harder to deal with then yours. i can't say that i have been in the exact same place that you are at right now. but neither can any of you say the same thing about me. (we are not the unique and beautiful snowflakes)

why does everyone have to complain so much? we live in a town that, despite being overly excited about high school football, barbeques, and redneck events, is not bad. our parents hand us everything we want on a silver platter. we all have lots of amazing friends that would do anything for us. we haven't been diagnosed with terminal illnesses, we get our cars, our cell phones, our digital cameras, our everything. we don't have to do any REAL work. we have to clean the house every day, but so what? that doesn't seem like such a terrible pennance for a lifetime of providing day in and day out. you don't have to worry about knowing whether or not today is going to be the day you die. you all have that special person that keeps your heart beating.

don't make me keep going. your life is not anywhere near as bad as you make it out to be. shut the hell up. talk about everything good and happy you experience. instead of talking about how terrible your family is, talk about everything they've ever done for you. because despite your jaded thoughts, they care about you a lot. (yes, they do)

most importantly, stop pissing me off.

Sat, 05 Nov 2005 03:43:12 GMT

about my mom.

i JUST found out what happened, because she refused to tell me until i got home, and i had to wait until afterrrrr the football game. she has some sort of disease on her uterus, which she's known about for a long time, i forget what it's called, but they're just like little bumps on it. so, your uterus is 7 centimeters wide. she has a lump that's 5 centimeters, and a lot of other little ones. she said that her uterus is the size of a 4 1/2 month pregnant woman's. so, regardless, they will have to take her uterus out.

the other thing...

she has a cyst on one of her ovaries. they took blood tests today to see if it's cancerous or not. they'll probably have to take that ovary out, even if she doesn't have cancer, and if she does.. well... that'll mean both of my parents have had cancer, i guess.

we talked about it though, and i feel okay about it. she is pretty dumb though. she's waiting until after my birthday to have surgery. i think if it's cancerous, they'll definitely do it sooner, but if not, she's just holding it off. it makes me feel really selfish.

but i'm happy that as of right now everything is okay.

Fri, 04 Nov 2005 00:18:44 GMT

Back me down from backing up
Hold your breath now it's stacking up
Etched with marks, but I can deal
And you're the problem and you can't feel
Try this on, straitjacket feeling
so maybe I won't be alone
Take back now, my life you're stealing

Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Runaway this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me again

Trust you is just one defense
off a list of others, you don't make sense
Beg me time and time again
to take you back now, but you can't win
Take back now, my life you're stealing

Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Runaway this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me again
but today I'm fine without you
Runaway this time without you
And all the things you put me through
I'm holding on by letting go of you

And when the memory slips away
There will be a better view from here
And only lonesome you remains
and just the thought of you I fear
it falls away

Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Runaway this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me again
but today I'm fine without you
Runaway this time without you
And all the things you put me through
I'm holding on by letting go of you