Thursday, September 30, 2010

9/27-10/1

      If I had to choose my favorite season, it would have to be hands down, the season of autumn.  You cannot go wrong! I mean it’s the season of the leaves changing into shades of red and yellow. It’s starting to get chilly outside, not too bad, but to the point where u can wear a sweater.  I kind of like the cold but I don’t  like it’s when it gets so cold that after you take a stroll outside for ten minutes your legs go numb. Then again I don’t like it when it’s so hot you can barely breathe with all the muggy air around you. Yuck. With fall its right in the middle, but a little chillier, I think spring would be right in the middle, but I don’t like spring because of Easter. One of the best parts of Autumn is most likely hearing the leaves crunch under your feet. Oh yes
     I am also a big fan of horror movies and creepy stuff. I suppose you can guess what my favorite holiday is, and don’t you dare say Christmas! I love Halloween. It’s a time when all the creeps, ghouls, ghosts, monsters and demons of all sorts come out. It’s just a holiday of pure fun! This is all probably because I’m a big Tim Burton fan. He makes amazing work. I really hope to go to a horror movie on Halloween, I’ve never done that, I think it might be fun. Then again, you cannot beat trick or treating. I love candy, especially Reces pieces and gummy hamburgers! You can’t forget the haunted houses either. Personally I like being scared; it’s kind of a little rush for me. That did not sound healthy. Anyways it’s definitely my favorite part of the season.
   I also really like Thanksgiving. Not because I get to see all my family, but because of all the food. It’s really nice to get a hot, homemade meal. I also like making new things with all the left overs. These are all reasons why I love the season of Autumn.

9/27-10/1

There is this place called Moffat. It’s in Colorado in the St. Luis valley. I love it there everything is so artsy and real. The people there won’t try to kid you on or anything. Everything is so real. Its next to a place called Crestone. This may sound weird but everything there just seems so enlightening. It’s a very light and bouncy feeling everything is always sunny, it’s almost spiritual. I can barely tell you exactly how I feel about this place. It kind of makes you feel like everything is going to be alright.
   It’s a very small area because most of it is cattle land and dirt roads. It’s very interesting because I haven’t seen that many religions in one place. It’s funny because everyone waves when you pass by, everyone is always smiling. It’s just a very light and sunny place. I also really like it because everyone is mellow.
    It probably has the smallest school I have ever seen too. There are about 10 seniors graduating this year. One of them is my step sister Katharine (Kat for short).  Pretty much everyone gets money for collage there too because the classes only have two or three people, so the students get more help, and end up learning more. So maybe if I had decided to start going there I can get scholarships and money for college. It seems like a good idea to me.
   My step grandma is really good artist and (like all grandmas) makes amazing food. Everything she makes is homemade, especially her breads. My grandma makes dummies out of clay and is a very good teacher for drawing and painting. To be honest I really don’t like to learn art stuff from anyone else now. She really seems to get me about that stuff. Plus she’s kinda crazy, but so is pretty much everyone else in Moffat, and that’s what I like.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

9/27-10/1

My Interview with Nate Zobreast
Caitlin: What is your favorite color?
Nate: Blue.
Caitlin: Why?
Nate: I don’t know it’s just a great color.
Caitlin: What kind of music do you listen to?
Nate: I like to listen to a lot of classic rock.
Caitlin: Who are your favorite artists?
Nate: I’ll have to go with Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, and The Beatles.
Caitlin: Do you work?
Nate: I do actually, I work at McDonalds.
Caitlin: What would you like to do later in your life?
Nate: I would like to go to college, and have a nice family.
Caitlin: What do you want to do?
Nate: I think I maybe want to become a teacher or a lawyer.


Thursday, September 23, 2010

9/20-9/24

Past
Tell a story about a time when you learned something.
    I remember the time I came home from school. I was around eight years old at the time so I was still being baby sat at Ms. Debb’s.  My mom had just picked me up and I got out of the car and ran to the base of the stairs.
      I looked upward and there was a picture frame that had something from the bible written in it.  Basically it said that God will protect you from demons. It had a bunch of unidentifiable creatures bordering the edges and they looked like they were snapping and clawing at the text. It wasn’t a very comforting picture to see before you enter a flight of stairs. I stared at that picture for what seemed like an hour before gaining the courage to make my way up the stairs.
   A few hours later in was sitting on my bed doing my bookwork and I heard something. I lifted my head and tried to listen as hard as I could. I thought I heard scratching, somewhere inside the walls. So I got up & put my ear to the wall and then the scratching stopped. I waited to hear something more and just as I was about to take my ear away the scratching started again but louder. That startled me a bit so I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and slept on the couch that night and I never heard it in any other room.
   The basement is always a creepy place in anyone’s house. Though, mine was beyond creepy. If the doors were open you could see strait down. The one time my dad told me to go down and get meat from the freezer, and I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. So I turned around thinking it was my brother and no one was there.
   The absolutely creepiest time had to be when I was around twelve years old. I had a friend who was sleeping over. So I come upstairs and I find her hiding under the covers. I thought she was goofing around so I jumped on her. She screamed so loud and she told me never to scare her like that again. I asked what was wrong and she said she saw a woman in a night gown in the doorway of the guest bedroom. She said she had her hair up in a bun and her eyes were wide and she had a dark mass where her nose should have been. She was reaching out to my friend. I know she was telling the truth because she describes the woman the same way every time.
   That’s when I learned my house was haunted.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

9/20-9/24

Present
What do you love about your life or life in general, right now and why?
    In this time of the present, there are few things that I truly love. This is mostly because of all the stress that I am going through at this time. I could be completely sarcastic or lie and tell you that everything is just fine and dandy. Though that wouldn’t be fair to those of you who will read this and think I really mean what I am saying.  Right now I’m hitting a few rocky shores before I reach the bay if you know what I mean.  It’s like I want to complain, because I don’t. So perhaps I could tell you about the happy things in my life.                                                                                                                                                                  I really like my music and my MP3 that plays my music. I like to listen to a lot of rock, mostly alternative, 80’s, metal, and techno. Sometimes I like to listen to very fun music like “Hey Soul Sister” by Train. Then other times I like to listen to mellow and depressing songs like “Inside of You” by The Maine.                        
I also love my friends, they are so crazy. They might just be the reason why I’m so crazy. They help me a lot when I’m in one of my down moods; they help me forget the world. It’s good to know that I could go to them for anything. They have helped me with a lot of hard times, as I have helped them. It’s something we all count on each other for.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

9/20-9/24

Future
Where are you headed and why?
    To be perfectly honest, I’ve always been scared to death of the future. Although, ever since I was a little girl I have wanted to sing but my fears do get ahead of me. I’m scared of being judged and I have server stage fright. Besides, I don’t think I’m all that good. In any case, I’m not going on any kind of reality show to try and get someone to notice me. I really like to cook and my dad used to be a chef. So I might be thinking about becoming something like that someday. I love seeing the looks on people when I cook something really good, but I also want to be a little artsy with the food. My dad suggested a pastry chef. They make the most beautiful sweets! Another thing is possibly a director. I’ve always liked the idea of bringing my ideas to life through film. I mostly think music videos because I make my own impression off of that music. I’m not sure I could handle all the stress and pressure that comes with being a director.  Another possibility is being an artist. You know, like paintings and stuff. I’m not sure if I good enough for that either. I like to paint my feelings . . . which are mostly dark. I don’t think many people would like my idea of art. So it is most likely that I will become some sort of chef. I really do love to cook.
What do you want out of your life?
    Ever since the house fire last summer I’ve never really felt like this place was right for me anymore. I’ve wanted to move to Colorado with my dad. Though, the problem is I’ll miss my friends, and maybe the education won’t be as good there. One thing is for sure, I want that old burnt down house out of my life. My mom has become super religious since then, and she’s just not herself, not what she used to be. All she literally does is work on the house and church.  Still that doesn’t mean I want her out of my life. She basically is right now because I never see her. The same goes for my brother Matthew.  So the only thing I want out of my life is most likely the stress I’m feeling.
How do you plan on achieving your goals?
   I don’t really have an official plan.  I might start learning cooking technics from my dad, which will give me a head start.  Also going to a collage in Rochester for pastry making will help a lot. If I decide to be an artist I can learn a few things from my grandma who is amazing at making art of all kinds. If I become a director I can get a camera or digital recorder and post my work on YouTube.  I really don’t have that much of a chance at becoming a musician and the only chance I get is if I go on “American Idol”. That is not going to happen.

Monday, September 13, 2010

9/13-9/17 Blog #2

This artwork is called “The Dinner Guest” and frankly I find the man in the picture quite rude. The dish he is scarfing down might have been the young woman’s’ fine china. Yet the man seems to not care what she thinks. Perhaps the man is so greedy to the face that he can’t just eat all her food but, he has to eat her plates to! Which is, (if I do say so myself) truly rude. Although, this may be just to show the greed of men in general. In which case, this would be a very creative way of showing it. The woman, on the other hand, is completely surprised by his behavior. So I’m thinking this was either the first time he has acted in this matter or they have only just met. Which makes me think, you really shouldn’t be eating a woman’s dinner plates on a first date, You should at least wait until the third or fourth date.

9/13-9/17 blog #1


This artwork is quite interesting; it almost seems like a dream because the picture seems so surreal. To me i seems to mean a cleansing of some kind. In the picture the dog’s spots seem to be pulled off or blown away. Also, since the dog is white it could also mean the spots of sins’ past are being taken away. It’s more like a baptizing when you think about it. In any case it’s like the Dalmatian is being cleansed. Then again that’s just my own opinion. It could also just be a dreamlike state; an event of some sort that could never be possible in the real world. Though it might be from one of his own dreams. Perhaps I should ask the artist myself.