New York City-Pittsburgh-New York City

The past week and upcoming three days have been and will be pretty busy for me. (this does not excuse me from being absent for who knows how long)

Thursday April 2, 2015 

*unexpected text from my mother at 11:00 am whilst I'm in school*


Mom "you wanna go see 50 Shades! the musical we have extra ticket"

Me *contemplates how awkward going to see this with my Mom and her coworkers will be* *debates whether this will excuse my otherwise laziness, also free food* " yeah sure i guess"

Mom  "be here at 3:00"

Me *uses this as an excuse not to do obligations* "score"

-several hours later-

Me *gets free dinner*
      *hopes Mother doesn't sit next to me during the most sexual show in the world*

Mom *sits down next to me*
   
Me *does not laugh or show any emotion whilst watching the show*

Mom *laughs at any and all sex jokes*

Me *becomes the most uncomfortable person in existence*

-intermission-

Mom's annoying coworker who thinks I'm 12 "So are you mortified?? lol"

Me *looks at mother like who the hell is this woman* "no, I think I know what sex jokes are"

-show ends- 

Me *okay only an hour more with these people*

Universe "lol nope" *creates 5 hour traffic going outbound because sucks to suck karin* *lets send you through 3 boroughs accidentally whilst you dye slowly in the car*

Me "will this hell ever end, I could walk faster on my sprained ankle and be home before you get out of the city"

-millennia later-

Mom *makes it back to my Mom's work to drop off coworkers*

Me "I'm not driving home"

-ass crack of dawn-

Mom "time to get the car you left"

Me *why must you torture me with this hell*

-3 hours later- 

Mom&Dad "time to go to Pittsburgh"

-5 hours later-

Verizon "data usage limit almost reached"

Me *kill me now*

~the hotel is right next to Google Pittsburgh offices~

Me *almost too excited to function*


Pittsburgh was a lot of fun, actually. We went up for my Brother's birthday, which was yesterday. He took us to the Strip District, that had cute little shops and restaurants and kinda reminded me of the Village and Lower East Side. He took us and his girlfriend to all the popular food places like Peace, Love & Little Donuts and The Pittsburgh Popcorn Company, both were great.

This adventure leads me to this point, right now. I'm going into the city tomorrow to go on a college tour so I can decide which school I'd feel comfortable going to if Europe doesn't take me first (I'll explain later). Look forward to great pictures here next week and on Instagram in real time.


Talk to you later,

-Karin xx

Room Transformation: Decorating

So whilst I was on that wonderful ski trip I talked about last time, my Mom went through (willingly) the task of cleaning and painting my room, I had bought paint about six months ago and still hadn't used it yet. I continued with the task of making my room exactly the way I want it before I never live in it again after August.

I had already had ideas for decorating my for at least two years, like displaying statement necklaces and polariod photos and creating a postcard wall with all of the postcards I've gotten since I started collecting them. Lucky for me I was able to do just that.

But I'm still in the process of recreating my room, for instance, I'm currently in the middle of painting all my furniture white (have been for the past two years) . I'm also horribly messy and slow at putting away clothes and generally cleaning up but eventually (hopefully by next week) I'll have my room in order and then can start on doing the same to the rest of my life (don't even get me started on my college prospects which currently involve moving transatlantic and taking another year of high school in Germany, maybe that's what I'll talk about next week). 

The fact that I'm writing this at 1 AM makes this statement true.

Talk to you later,

-Karin xx

A Long weekend, trees and elevator keys.

Since its been a while I guess I should explain. Martin Luther King Jr. Day (the 19th of January) my school gives us a 3 day weekend in which my Dad and I decided to go up to Vermont for skiing (my younger brother was supposed to come but  was sick and actually got me sick too).  We were meeting up with some family friends at the ski club house we belong to from Syracuse. I had prepared myself with a GoPro and was ready to ski like a champ. That is until I actually began skiing. I've only been skiing a couple times and I figured I was an alright skier and could at least do the blue slopes. Apparently not because I fell about 5 times, not so bad though, I then did some practice runs on the green slopes and did some blue slopes that were lower down on the mountain.

yay ski lifts, the most safe form of transportation

oh look i fell

oops, i did it again

magically made it down the bunny hill

Anyway the day was going pretty well and I was feeling adventurous so my Dad and I decide to go to the top of the mountain and go down the blue slope. This was a bad idea. A very bad idea. From where the second lift was to the top you could here the ice and its steepness was questionable. We decide to proceed anyway. That was the mistake. At the top looking out I was petrified and for good reason. Because as I was trying to stay calm and make my way down the mountain I lost control, and went straight into a tree (by this time my gopro had already fallen off and my dad had it with him) and I laid there stunned. I didn't hit my head, but my leg did hit the tree and contorted my body twisting my left leg and left arm. I was ahead of my Dad at the time and around a turn, so he didn't see me. I just kind of laid there shocked for about three minutes until a guy and his 7 year old son saw me in my bright yellow and red ensemble and helped me out of said tree. By the time I was standing up straight and my skis were on the ground a nice lady and her 6 year old daughter also stopped to help.

My goal was to get down the mountain. So I tried sliding down on my butt; it didn't work, it was too icy. I tried walking down. At least three times. I wasn't feeling it. By this time my Dad had made it back to where I was after looking and waiting for me at several point on the slope. He found me sitting where he had first stopped to try and find out where I went.

So when my Dad showed up he sent off the nice people who helped me and they said that they would tell the ski patrol what had happened so I would be safe getting down the mountain. When the first ski patrol guy comes, I tell him that I cannot physically get down said slope without having a panic attack. With this in mind he calls for another ski patrol who brings a sled, or as my Dad likes to call it whilst at a ski lodge, the "meat wagon" and I'm sledded down the mountain.

To make things worse that night I was up in my friend's room and we were called down for dinner, I say outright as I look down the very steep stairs, "If I walk down these stairs I'm going to fall."

Guess what happens. I dare you. Accident prone is an understatement.

That was the end of my skiing for the trip as the cold my brother gave me was in full force and my wrists and right ankle began feel a pain that I knew that they weren't broken but something was definitely wrong.

Was it the tree? Was it the stairs? Was it both? Probably.


Which leads me to now.

For the past basically month I have not been able to write, type, or do much of anything with my hands. I have had people carry my things from class to class, I get to leave class early because I currently walk with a limp.

Literally the only plus to this is that I can now do basic trigonometry in my head and get the answer before my able bodied classmates. Oh also because I have a class upstairs I get the honor of using the elevator twice a day (before and after period 5 if you care to use the elevator whilst not being injured.

I am getting better though. Like I wrote the first half of this in absolute pain, and now, two weeks later its lessened (but my wrists have been popping every time I move and I'm not sure if that's good or bad) and even if I am typing one letter at a time. I'm starting to write little by little too. Even if it is just my name and address for a room rental for my gold award workshop. Hopefully I'll be better by the end of the week, so I can actually pass this semester.



Another plus to that weekend, my Mom repainted my room with the paint I bought about 7 months ago, and now I get to decorate it just how I want it, even if I'm only living here for the next 6 months. (That fact scares the bejesus out of me)

I should have made my senior quote (or maybe this will be the title of my memoir/ autobiography when I stumble upon fame),

"Accident prone and ready for adventure."

-Karin whilst having two sprained wrists and a sprained/twisted ankle

thank god for time lapse to get this post fall/pre-snow hitting me photo

Talk to you later (hopefully about something positive unlike my many ailments that have littered said internet space),

-Karin xx

my screen debut

sadly I am not going to be on anyone's tv or movie theater screens any time soon, but I do have these great short films some of my friends and I made for our video production class.

I now present you with the Just Desserts.

And it's sequel Teen Detectives.

I think I might more videos either like this or like some vloggers do.

Talk to you later,

-Karin xx

christmas and resolutions

On December 24th as my family was busy speed cleaning for that night, I took a little trip to my friend Ali's house, in an effort to escape the inevitable "throw everything in your room cause I don't want to get rid of anything ever but also am constantly complaining that I want a clean house" lecture/yell , though upon my return I did in fact pretend clean enough to look like I actually did work towards the goal. The reason why we were frantically cleaning christmas eve morning rather than that night for christmas day, is because my grandmother is a very traditional german grandmother. Rather than christmas dinner it's christmas eve dinner, we open presents that night, but not after the grandkids sing for an allotted amount of time (that my grandma decides, also its not very pretty).

I also made this snazzyass gingerbread house all by myself

Casper the friendly ghost/snowman 

this house took me 4 hours to make and it came preassembled... 

animals helping

kinda

ooh so artsy

le back door

Then people started showing up in my house

the shrine to the penguin overlords, clearly

also dogs

nothing but socks for christmas (and money, but mostly socks)

With 2015 coming at us like a freight train, I would like to say 2014 was actually a pretty good year, other than being sick for six months and the stresses of being a junior in high school. I had a job at the camp I loved growing up, I crossed Greece off the list of places to go, got accepted to (right now) three school and counting and had a relatively good time going through the experience. Note to those applying to schools: I did my essays in one take, read them other, and sent them in. None of that rewrite 87 times shit teachers talk about. Write about something you're passionate about, elaborate when needed and you'll be fine. I also didn't have anyone else peer-read/edit my work, cause I don't have time for that nonsense, especially when it comes to something about yourself or your experience. 

For 2015 I want to make some resolutions that will hopefully make it through the year (also by posting it on the internet I have to do it): 

• hopefully get into Clemson (my #1)
• travel with friends (roadtrip?)
• go to 3 new countries
• learn to speak and understand French (I can read it already)
• actually redecorate your room, you've had the paint for quite some time now
• apologize to those you've wronged for no reason (the concept is easy, the action is hard)
• actually graduate
• write more letters
• get super duper sexy and hot
• keep in touch with friends
• speak up more and do something if it bothers you
• just own that sassy fucking attitude that no one expects from you

Talk to you later ;D

-Karin xx

christmasifying my house

Christmas is here once again, and as I rush around doing school work and house cleaning and all that jazz that everyone LOVES to do,  but I did have a little time to document the Christmas chaos that my house has become. Just see for yourself...

My dog has become a living present

The elves are running rampant in my living room

the stockings are coming...

creepy elves congregating 

A complete (almost) christmas tree

This elf already has bad intentions...

Charlie Brown and an army of Snoopies along with m&m reindeer can only be up to no good
(Also christmas card circa 2005 in the background making an appearance)

A raft of penguins has invaded my house and are collecting at the fireplace

stockings are multiplying

AT ALARMING RATES

SEND HELP (or money) BEFORE ITS TOO LATE!

I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday and I'll see you on Christmas!

Talk to you later,

-Karin xx