Time.
Just want to say i had lots of fun with the my girls or “cousins” as we like to refer to each other as. I had a lot of fun…but am also realising that each time i see them now is going to be one of the last in who knows how long. And it’s crazy-scary-exiting-sad-and-a-whole-bunch-of-different-emotions. It was fun, we laughed at alot of stupid things…that now that i think about it aren’t funny at all. Well one of them was, their little almost-3 yr old brother gave me a new nick-name “Taka” (They use one of my common nick-names “kata”)
So after waking up around 8, chilling a little while at mu friend’s house i went to Down town Sanf Francisco and picked up the long awaited papers that enable me to go back to Chile, after that i went to my mom’s house and packed up…luckly i was able to fit all my shoes in a suit case…am already in enough pain from having to et rid of a few books, the one’s I REALLY REALLY can’t go with out are going with me on the plane, and the ones I REALLY like are getting shipped from here, it’s a lot cheaper, it’ll take 3 months but it’s okay…as long as i get my mix of uber-cliche teen books and Riverside Shakespeare(All his works in one edition, it is believed that this publisher is as close as it gets to his use of puntuation)
Then later i came home my sister pointed out that in exactly one month i will be 18. I was shocked at first, than happy and anxious, and shocked once again. How did this happen? When did everything change, this will sound cliche and all…but seriously clicheness is kind of neccessary and can be cool when not overly used…okay, fine, it’s not “cool” but I like it, traveling away from tangent number-who-knows-what. I realized time is so relative and it gets faster, and am not going to lie the thought just occurd to me but ifinnaly understand why poets write so many sonnets/poems about growing old, and change, because sometimes it just hit’s you. And you’re like “WTF dude!”
Then she asked me if i know when “The date” is ( you know the day i finnaly move out of the country) And i tell her my mom was going to buy the ticket for the 3rd of December at noon. “What day is that on?” she asked, “ Next Thursday is thanksgivings, the Thursdays after that” I told her…and then it hit me…i have so little time…so many people i want to hug good-bye! and it’s so scary and sad, but am so happy at the same time…I just want to scream cause I feel so many things and… yeah. So In just a few days am going to be in Chile re-connecting with people, re-meeting people. Probably getting lost all around Santiago, am the kind of person you expect to get lost in her own back-yard…i mean am not stupid, am just a klutz, and i can get to consumed in my thoughts and realize i was ‘possed to et off the bus 20 minutes ago…or 3 chapters of the book am reading ago…but hey too bad.
So “pff” idk how to feel. It’s just all so confusing. But am happy. And scared. F**k yeah am scared.
The very near future…next 24 hours or so.
So bcause my mom and i don’t get along very well, i have been living with my 36 year old sister in San Mateo for a little over a months now, i have gone to my mom’s house in San Francisco about 3 times, to clean up my stuff, etc. Today i have to go pack and PACK my cloths that are over there to go to CHILE!! Am so exited to be moving back.
The best part is that i’ve reconnected with a lot of my friends from school, who surprisingly still remember me 8 years later and are exited to see me when i return.
In a few minutes, i am going to go eat breakfast, and head to my mom’s house, Egh, right after thatam going to the Chilean counsulate downtown, and pick up some papers so i can bounce. (thanks to this papers i haven’t been able to leave sooner)
After that am going to my friends’ house (Liz ,17. Francine(Or “Tini”,21) we’ll at this point their more like family, i meet them when my mom didn’t have much of a job, so we moved into a tiny room in their garage, and their great grandma hired my mom to help her out an hour or two a day…just to help us out.
This family became a family to me, they’ve always been there, for my birthday just a few weeks after we moved in they bought me a yummiful b-day cake because my mom couldn’t afford it. And they did that for every birthday until my mom could, and for my 8th grade graduation too. It may not seem like much, but it’s little things like that you don’t forget. Ever. I love this people so much.
The family concist of their mom, dad, grandma, their little sister, now 7, love that kid to death. their litle brother (3 On December 4th) and their new baby brother that will arrive in a few months!
Any way back on track…am tangent driven…hahaha, i almost went on a tangent to explain my tangents, let’s ust say i like details, i feel a story doesn’t make much snece unless you have the details…that it’s the only thing that makes my plays/short stories any good…Woow back on track…again…So when i get to their house, we are going to go purchase our tickets for NEW MOON!!!! We actually found a couple of theatres that still have midnight tickets left, Shhhh, so we’re going to go at midnight. and have fun. I’ll let you know how that goes.
The point of the this blog? I AM EXCITED! i have a very busy big day. And today am not only one less day away from leaving, but two steps closer, and that feels so good
Much love
Kata.
Before.
So am known as Kata, katy, katita, gata, gat, sebis, bita, but my real name is Katalina, I was born in Chile in the year 1991, and was brought to the U.S.A in 2001, at age 9. Now am 17, i will be 18 in a month and 2 days an leaving for Chile soon.
Before you read this blog you should know what’s important to me, in no particular order
My friends
My family
My writing( I do a bit of playwriting, some good poems now and then but am not that great a writer)
Theatre.
My family.
And figthing for what i want. When i REALLY want something i will fight for it.
Now back on subject.
I’m going back to my home country in a couple of weeks. I am moving in with my aunt and cousins for a couple of months, until i get used to the system, and get a stable job. Than am renting a room.
My plan for my first year in Chile is to work my a** off, save some money, because i have to pay for college all on my own…fun right? Possible jobs are acting gigs, some modeling( Just cause it’s something people tell me i “have the look for” though i don’t think i am particularly pretty, my face is just different…wow tangent number…two i think…I will work as much as possible so i can save as most money possible. POssible career choices trial law, international law or theatre.
So you have a little back ground on me. You will be able to understand future blogs…huh…hahaha it be funny if i give all this background info and no one reads this, well it’ll help me get my thought somewhat more organized.
