Yay, not meeting any Olympians.woot.

Yeah....
So like i though would happen. i didnt meet any of the athletes that i talked about in my last post. My mother was told that they needed all the help they could get in organizing and setting up the event.When we showed up, there was an abundance of tree-trunk-legged hoochie mamas and we asked the guy that told us to show up if they needed us and he said "no" so quickly that my mother barely heard him. My GOD were the girls ugly. a lot of them looked oddly like Snooki (or however the fuck you spell it) from Jersey Shore. Sorry, but this one girl was just OBSCENELY UGLY.she looked like Snooki but with really bad thunder thighs.
I looked so good too.Really, this was not cool.

In other news.
The Olympic break is almost over, i start school again monday. Which i find odd because there are still the Paralympics. Nobody talks about the Paralympics, there's no hype for them. Everyone's going back to the old country while the athletes for the paralympics are getting barely any support from the media. uhm, WTF!
Other than that, today i did the lonely girl thing and went to this chatroom site i usually go on when im bored. i always meet some cool people and we end up being online buds for A long time. It all depends on how long it takes for them to admit that they're actually 42 year old men with teenage foot fetishes. I'm only sort of joking.But seriously kids, be aware that most people you meet on the internet are either pervs or just really, really fucked up.So, anyway i met some cool people like i always do and there was this one guy, Austin that i really enjoyed talking to.Don't worry, he only asked me a few questions about the look of my feet. Hahn. I find it funny that most girls don't care if guys are creeps if they're "hot".I think this is sort of different for guys unless they're desperate.I did this many times where i try to freak a guy out with weird comments and saying "i love you" a lot ( which is the most effective btw). If they're freaked out they're like "Kay, peace out freak." This is ridiculous. Guys can be SUCH creeps and they expect us to stick around. uhm, no?

OKAY,so what else has happened in the super interesting life of Kasia? Today consisted of sleeping in until around 1 and going on the computer until my brother and his girlfriend came. that's when i had to run to my room and put on a pair of pants.Yeah, sometimes the pink flannel pajama bottoms just wont do.After that i hung out with them and then i went to repent for my sins at church (praise Johebus!). Just a little bit ago we finished playing a board game.I lost, obviously. The really sad thing is that i kinda, sorta care. i wish i were joking. And now, because my life is so fulfilling, I'm back here.WOOT.

I really wish my life was more interesting.Sorry.


Love Your Little Dead Girl,


Kasia

Yay, yummy Olympians!

Okay, so. Today i was supposed to meet up with my newly sixteen year-old friend and the friend that i "resolved my problems with". INSTEAD, my mother tells me at the very last second that
I'm helping out at a banquet for Polish athletes.
WOOT. Yes, i'm mildly excited, though i really wanted to paint the town red with my buddies.The awesome thing is, half of the athletes are around my age (yeeee) and they're attractive( so,very attractive).Yeah i cant wait.

Hopefully my Polish isnt so bad that it offends people. then again, my mother says that most Polish adults are surprised that kids my age can even speak a little bit of the language (if they do, that is.). I have had so many of my mothers friends speak to me in english cos they thought i didnt know how to speak it like their children (HAHAHA!).


Other than that, im looking at universities i could go to. i already have a plan if i decide to stay in Canada, and im still working on a plan for Europe if i decide to leave the country (which is most likely). my family says to focus on English since that's my strong suit and i shouldnt think about careers. which is really weird because theyve been telling me to think of possible careers and what id need for them. just recently because my brother moved in to save some money for his trip to europe their opinions on what i should do have changed. now theyre all telling me i should focus on something that will make me happy and take courses that could open doors to different kinds of careers. Very, very weird.


I'll write again soon, although since the break is ending im not too sure how soon because of school. I'll try nonetheless. :)


go outside and live life.

Love, Your Little Dead Girl,

Kasia

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My new baby! i just picked them up today. i have been lusting after these headphones for months!
Beside the new addition to my family(he-he), i have sort of resolved my problems with one of my friends. i wouldn't call it resolving our problems cos we decided to just forget what we were arguing about and move on with our lives so the tension wouldn't bother the rest of our friends. i guess it works for now...

I haven't been able to get this one thing out of my head for the last week and a half or so...I was talking to a male friend of mine that i admit that i have a bit of a crush on (that's a bit of an understatement).We always flirt harshly and this time was no different. i decided to tell him that i dream of him. stupidest idea of my life. he asked if i could describe one. i thought he wanted to get off on it or something so i decided to go into huge detail in describing a made up dream. i meant to make it sexy but instead it ended up sounding like it should have been in some trashy harlequin novel.it could have been more awkward but it also didn't have to be as awkward as it was. The thing is, i never actually dreamed about him in that way but when i told him about my supposed "dream" i started to dream about him in that way. its unsettling.
I cant get over how good the sound quality of these headphones are.

I'm trying to work on a portrait for this contest online. the concept for the contest is to "portray yourself". Its not working out so well. i have done really good portraits in the past but i cant seem to do a nice one when i actually need one.
sigh
sigh
sighhhh
I know i dont blog too often but im always on twitter (aka lazy blogging) so if you feel the need to stalk me further my tweets are down there at the bottom.
I'll write again soon, hopefully.In the meantime go outside and enjoy life, write a book, ride a bike, knit a sweater etc. etc. etc.

Love your Little Dead Girl,

Kasia

Kind of ruined my good mood there, buddy.

I just wanna say....

NO ONE WOULD CARE ENOUGH TO DO THAT SHIT FOR MY BIRTHDAY.
okay im alright now. My friend just turned sixteen, and i love her. but it bothers me that people are doing all this shit for her birthday, not just hers, all of them go full out for eachothers birthday. i have known them for years and i barely even get a "happy bday" from some of them. i never had a big party for me before. i guess it was partly cos i had a fear of people not showing up. im not very popular, atleast i wasnt in elementary school.

i always feel so alone on my birthdays. my family always does something for me, my sister especially always trys to make me feel special. i know im not. i hate going to birthday parties. i go to some if i know it'll feel like we're hanging out like usual. i dodnt go to my friends sweet sixteen yesterday cos one of them is being really immature and rude about my financial situation.
whatever. i really wish i atleast came to drop off her present or something, i really do love the girl; she and i never had any problems.

i hung out with my sister and her bff today. i got some makeup and some overpriced food. some guy wanted to buy off my sisters olympic mittens.it was pretty funny cos about an hour earlier some lady asked for her toque. people are desperate.

sigh
sigh
sighhhhhh
i have to go to work with my mum, i would rather sit in my room and feel sorry for myself while folding some clothes.
I'll post again soon (again, not that anyone cares),

Love your little dead girl,

Kasia

Maybe this time a proper introduction?

Whutup, whutup.

Hey so as i explained in my last blog,(though i dont think anybody particularly cares...) my layout was being a little bit of a retard.only a little bit.My name is Kasia as said in my first post. dont even ask how many people cant pronounce my shortened name let alone my full name (Katarzyna). it gets tiring i admit.i might aswell tell them to call me Mayor Chapstick or Jockstrap Noodlebuns, atleast i wouldnt have to worry about mispronunciation, though a few more weirded out looks. but im used to those.

I am in fact Polish, one can tell by my Fresh-off-the-boat-Polish-immigrant-off-to-start-a-new-life-with-her-9-kids-and-illiterate-husband-that-smells-like-goat-cheese-name. i'll tell you guys more about my dysfunctional immigrant family later on in my posts. For now i'll focus on saying as much about myself as possible.

I hate to say this but i don't get out much. i live near Vancouver but its more of a ghetto suburban neighborhood with kids that have nothing better to do than smoke weed and spend money on candy from the 7-11. my life really is quite unfortunate. this isnt the worst part, this is just where i live. luckily i dont have to spend much time here cos i go to school in a different area though i have a "perfectly good public school" two feet away from my house (for realz).

Since the Olympics are going on in town i dont have school(woot) but its not as fun as it seems. i'm stuck in this ghetto suburb unless i take the train, which i admit i am too lazy to take sometimes. And even if i wasn't lazy (which i am), most of my "friends" have abandoned me.

My mother. i don't want to go into too much detail about how much she baby's me. so i'll give you guys an example:

Today i was making an omelet. Mum wasn't home so i knew id be okay. halfway through, as if she sensed that i was trying to cook for myself, she shows up from work and "shows me how to make a proper omelet". i know, i know, this sounds really lame. But i take these sorts of things very seriously.this was one of the not-so-bad ones. she has done worse.i definitely wont go into those right now.

Valentines Day. Lets call it what it really is, Single Awareness Day (S.A.D). i spent it with some lovely fellows named Ben and Jerry, and there was a chunky monkey involved.Although i did do a bit of a photo shoot, i'll add a photo and a link where you could see the rest.

I dont have time to write more today, but i hope that i can go on often.

See y'all around,

Love your little dead girl,

Kasia (Ka-sha)

Photos

Numero deux

You all have NO IDEA how mad i am at blogspot right now.
i chose a shitty template and my posts weren't behaving.WAH!
after editing my posts millions of times i realized there was no use.sadly, half of my post was deleted after the process, does blogspot have an undo button? Because clearly it wasn't there when i needed it.
SIGH
SIGH
SIGH
SIGH
LONG DRAMATIC TEENAGER-Y SIGH
I am pooped beyond belief so i wont be introducing myself properly today.
maybe tomorrow, maybe not.
We shall see.

Love,

your little dead girl,

Kasia (Ka-Sh-ah)

Dead Girl Lives

Let's see, so this is my first blog.
Well, actually i had an account before but we wont speak of that one[ever].
This should be interesting.
And I don't mean that sarcastically (though, being fifteen i tend to be sarcastic; you have been warned), the first post really should be interesting, otherwise y'all wont be coming back.
I guess I'll turn this into a sort of introduction.
As mentioned i am fifteen and [sometimes unintentionally] sarcastic. I've been told that I'm funny but i think i rely too much on awkward movements and facial expressions.maybe that's just the type of friends i have. Actually, now that i mention it, i don't have many friends at the moment.
It seems that in one week, most of my friends have decided to "confront me of my bitchy-ness"
Don't be fooled, I'm actually a really good person. I'm just taking advantage of the fact that because I'm fifteen i can be snarky, sarcastic etc.etc.
i wont bother y'all with this petty teeny-girl drama just yet.
My name is Kasia; full name Katarzyna. i know, everyday i have to deal with seeing the little red squiggly line under my name.