Hey it's Cat again.
So I've decided that since it's nearly the end of the year, I want to make a little wrap up of my 2014.
The year started out pretty shitty. My grandma was admitted into hospice in January, and a few days later, my mom got in a car accident the same day my brother got his driver's license. Later that month, my dad slipped on some ice and hurt his rotator cuff in his shoulder, and ended up needing surgery on it in February.
On March 17, Saint Patrick's Day, my grandmother, or Noni, passed away. She had been fighting cancer for about 3 years. I can't tell you guys how much I cried when I found out. I ran up to my room and I didn't want to come down. The worst part is that my parents had gone up to visit her earlier that day, and she passed after they left. I didn't get the chance to see her again. I miss her so so so much.
Later in March, though, I got a Wattpad, cathymac8 . I still go on it (obviously) but I'm more focused on my other account that I think I made in July, 5sauce_and_spaghetti . I also got into 5sos for the first time in March (if anyone calls me a fake fan for not being in the fan very long I'll slit your fucking throat) and I think they kind of helped me take my mind off things :)
In April I was in my school musical, Godspell, with a part that I thought was going to be pretty big, but I ended up having about two lines and I didn't get to solo once, when almost all of the other main characters got to, some even twice. If you can't tell, I'm still kind of holding a grudge about that.
School ended in June, and in July I got to leave the U.S. for the first time to visit England (hi Ellie!) and Scotland. That's probably one of the few happy things that happened to me this year.
Later on in the summer I started talking to Kat, and we clicked (obviously, or I probably wouldn't be writing this). I also became friends with Ellie, and I'm still trying to become besties with everyone else on here, along with all the readers :)
Then school started up.
Oh, joy.
Eighth grade has not been kind to me. I've been kind of bad with keeping up with homework tbh, and whenever I tell a teacher that I forgot or something, they say, "Really? Wow, Catherine, that isn't like you."
And on the inside I'm screaming:
SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU AREN'T ME AND YOU CAN'T SAY WHAT I AM AND AM NOT LIKE YOU BITCH GO THE FUCK AWAY
But instead I stay quiet and cry silently.
So you all know how play auditions went this year, and I still don't have a super major role, as much as my mom wants to convince me, I know it. And it hurts. Because as much as my mom tries to tell me that I don't necessarily want to be a lead, I do. I don't give a fuck about stage fright anymore, and I'm a whole lot more confident with myself now, and I kind of just want to push the stupid biased director (btw her tone-deaf daughter got a bigger role than me yet again) off of a cliff.
And now it's almost Christmas. I've been sick for nearly three weeks straight now, I still have to wrap the presents for my family, and I honestly just want to crawl into a hole and pray that next year will be a million times better than this one. I really just want it to be 2015.
Please.
