Rat, fleeing a sinking ship.

I have been told I'm getting a first stage warning at college, for low attendance and not doing enough. Reasonable enough, I guess. Ian's going to fight my case, but I doubt he will win. Love you, Ian.

I gave in my notice at work. It was alright. She called be a 'Rat' and said she's going to make my last few shifts hell, but that was all in jest. I guess it's alright.

I don't have anything to say. I haven't felt like this for a while.

To conclude, I am growing tired of my brother looking like Matt Damon. I'm watching The Bourne Idenitity, and wanting so much to go 'ohhh, he's alright that Matt Damon, isn't he?!' To my step dad, but all I see now, is Peter 'gayboy' Heatley.

Imagine pete with more hair and a squarer jaw. They have the same features, I swear.

'I'm leaving and it's your fault, YOU BITCH'

At work the other day, it was just me and hundreds of bathbombs on the shop floor. I was tottering around making sure things were in order and there weren't any dusty areas for us to have 'slipped up on' (fuck off). The mail man came in with his little machine and I thought 'YESSSS' because I knew I would have to sign. I was right. He said 'what's your name, please?' so I told him, I saw him spell it 'Catherine' but I didn't both to correct him. He then said,
'okay, sign here then please, Cat...'
He's already shortened my name.

I have written my letter of resignation, and I'm going to give it to her tomorrow at the staff meeting. It's going to be horrible, she'll already be on a bitchy rampage because she realised she hadn't been doing her jop properly.

I have spent my evening making nice things for the ol' Barnetto. I'm going to send one a week through the post :).

Sarah is ill again. She woke me up being sick this morning at 4:30am. It turned out to be the best morning I have had in a while though. I just kept waking up, remembering I don't have to get up, going 'aaahhhh :D:D:D' and falling back to sleep again. 'Dreamboat Avenue' they call my street.

My online purchases are coming one-by-one. Mum is starting to ask what's going on. I have to tell her that they're just coming through when the people at the warehouse get them. She seems to be grasping that and accepting it. Nice. Every new one I get, I am more and more excited about life! I think the next one to come are the LONG JOHNS!!!! I will most certainly get a picture of me wearing them. American Apparel say they took the design and made it 'sexy'. To me, it's just a burgandy one-piece. Nothing sexy about it! Besides, I just want to snuggle.

On saturday night, I went to Nicola's house. She kept me laughing all night long with her clock-talk and getting Mr Joe's. We watched Sex and The City together- like real girls (with cans of bods and tetley's. BITTER BIRDS, US). I like to have nights with Young'n like that. It was a bloody good'n!

I went to see the big G today, Grandad and Nana. Grandad is looking brilliant :D Especially after the 'no cancer in bones' business!! :D He said the usual 'be a good girl' and I said the usual 'be a good boy' and he replied 'ahaha...never gets old'.
Good the The Heatley Chopper (L)

'If you like your tea sweet, just let me touch your cup.

Because I'm as sweet as sugar, baby.'

My sister's new boyfriend thinks I'm 'kwl' :). This was somewhat refreshing to hear after I told him I love him and he should come over for a brew. I also said to him the words in this blog's title. His only responses were 'erm.okayyyyy' etc. Aint no banter man in this town, now. He is called Jacob and has shortish hair. My sister knows little else, it must be pure, year 8 LUST!
I did find out however, he doesn't like his tea sweet because he doesn't like tea. I don't know what we'll do when he comes over for the brew he kindly accepted :|.

Today, my boss wasn't in, and only three of us were expect to make over one hundred 'grab bags'. It sounds like it would be alright, but that's counting out 5+ bath bombs for every one bag. And more!
She can absolutely fuck off. I've been seething all day :(. Seething to the point of angry shakes. One letter of resignation coming up! I also hear she's been bad mouthing me in the staff room- Business Woman of the year 2009, Kerrie Scully.

'she's the only one with a problem!'
I fucking am not! It's just everyone else wants to keep their jobs and are keeping their mouths shut. I, however, couldn't give a shit anymore.

I also found out, I only just have enough money to pay the rest of the deposit for my holiday! PHEW, i didn't spend it. I have bought too much already, some of which came today.
Mum sang, 'You have a package!' and I imagine she wont be too chipper about it when three more come :(.
The dress is cute though.


P.S hello Kitty, new follower!

Lynne, these are sex people.

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I have finally got the photographs from my two trips to Manchester, one with Sam Nicholas and Marcus and one with just Marcus :) Our Jumper day.

Trip No.1- The becoming of Attitude Antlers and Groucho glasses ln the train. 'Excuse me, do you have the time?'

Trip No.2- Jumper day, where we wore matching jumpers and saw two geese fly to kill a man.

Kathryn Heatley fucks dogs.

This week has been alright actually :) It feels like it's lasted too long. Work was horrendously boring/upsetting and college was just me skanking out of things.

I got my report through the post, mum got to it before I could. It was alright, but she knows how much I skip now, my attendance is only 87%. I need it to be above 90% to do things. She wasn't happy and I didn't bother trying to give some sort of an explanation, it was also easier with the fact that I was in the shower and she was shouting through the door :).

On Friday, Nicola, Helen, Liam and I went out into Preston. I thought there might be more, but other people couldn't make it. It was nice because we talked about Turkey and a massive inflatable cock the whole night. Reflex was an utter sham and we didn't get served for AGES. We ended up in Yum Yums listening to massively loud music with people who made our pizzas. Then we came home- not the wildest of nights.
During that day, Marcus and I went to Booze Brothers and bought some nice beverages to drink in back alleys of Leyland. It was funny and nice.

Last night I met Marcus' cat. She was the cutest little feline :) And she liked me I think. I walked from one end of the sofa to the other and she ran along beside me. YEAH! I didn't meet the other I'm afraid :(. When I came home, Wendy, Karl, John and Babs were still here and they all asked me if I had been smoking. I said 'Oh no, we went to a pub and stood with some people we knew from college outside, all of whom are heavy smokers' and they ALL believed me! Until I walked away and my mum saw the cigarette packet in my bag. She hasn't said anything yet.


Mum: 'have you been drinking?'
Kathryn: 'hum, yes'
Mum: 'GREAT! Get a glass!'

I'm going to get worse skin and pile on about four stone by next Christmas. Oh no.

OH, and Mum, Paul and Sarah are going to America on the 13th February for a week- Nice.

HANDS UP, HANDS UP!

Shout out to my main sister, Nicola Young! My resident, sneeky blog reader :) Here is a picture of Nicola that I took many years ago on the top of a car park in Preston. She bought sunflowers, she's really nice :).

Today I shot a whole film of Marcus 'Boy Pet' Barnett in the studio, only to ruin it in developing :( I BLAME MYSELF, NOT EWAN. Ewan arrived and showed us some mind blowing card tricks. MIND BLOWING.
Also, a man came to change the bulb in the red light above the door, Ron and he were an actual comdey duo.

Ron: 'Do you want me to hold it for you?'
Mechanic: 'What, the screw driver?'
Ron: 'No, your hand'

(L)(L)(L)

The mechanic also suggested that Ron take his name and number down so he could ask for him personally next time he needed a job doing!!! Love at first sight.

Today was a really, really good day, apart from the bad negatives situation! Good, good, good, good, good, good, good day.

Tonight you're mine completely

I have some pictures of Marcus Barnett and I that we took and got developed today :) The rems at Tesco can't do anything right, obviously. If I wanted a wrongly framed print I would have done it myself. I hate you tesco.

The prints are nice though :)

this is my favourite one :)
aww :)

this is me in my hide-away with a cup of tea and a cheese sandwich.


My plan of putting white tissue paper to defuse the harsh flash totally worked. I love it when I get things right because often I don't. Boyfriend&Girlfriend Chapter. 2
We went to a book shop in Leyland today and it was just wonderful. It was a house that I would like to live in and Marcus said he's going to go back there. There were nice clocks on the walls and more than enough books of naked photography :|
I bought Marcus a book written by Karl Marx that was given as a gift in 1934! And now again in '09! I wish I had just discovered it though. He has it now :)

I also got some brilliant news today regarding my Grandad! He's having second tests but it looks like the cancer hasn't gone to his bones! I feel like dancing around all night :D

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This is James Monk's heartwarming Sunday Secret.

Boyfriend&Girlfriend Chapter. 1

Today, Marcus and I became boyfriend and girlfriend outside the student entrance before we went off to our buses home. He gave me a book of Joan Miro's work, which I am very ignorant of generally, but there is a piece that has already won me over and it has three parts to it. It was very kind of him to buy it for me from a 'cracking' book shop in London :).

I was a bit embarrassed overall, we kicked off the evening with me misunderstanding the bus times and reading 08:34am instead of 20:23pm. SIGHFUL.

We went to see Sex Drive which was quite intense in some parts :| I had to laugh quite loud to cover up the 'eurgh!' noise I wanted to make. It was funny and I liked it really :) Marcus also sang a very nice verse and chorus of The Shirelles' will you still love me tomorrow? Heartwarming.

Open Wound Jumper Shape. :))))))

Hello Will!

I used my debit card for the first time to buy Travel Insurance! I have probably been ripped off, but since it's my first time buying it I will never know. Money well spent none-the-less.

28th July I will be jetting off for (it says on the paper) 17 days, but we only wanted to go for 14. Three extra! :) The hotel looks pretty basic, just with a pool and a bar but we have agreed to be on the beach every day so the hotel is just somewhere to keep our things and retire to when we have got out of hand on the cocktails. THERE IS NO TURKISH WORD FOR 'SHOTS'!!!! How are we going to ask for them? Sheesh.We have been told to expect temperatures of around 35 degrees and above, so it will be too hot to move and will be lovely for the suncream.

Yesterday was both a wonderful and horrendous day. I hated the last part.

I just had a thorough one-to-one with Michelle and realised that it seems like I have less work to do than I imagined. This was a nice thing to realise actually, since I have alot of other work to be getting on with. I like the feeling of working hard :), especially with this new sculpture brief. We've been introduced to the idea that sculpture is a process with tools. Your tools are you and the process is whatever you're doing. For instance walking=process and tools=feet. LEEDS, PHOTOGRAPHS, WALKING, COMPLETE BRIEF. :) It will be a nice one.

I think things are okay.


p.s hello will, new follower!

The New Ten Pence

Grandma has been showing a picture of me around to her friends, who all are VERY serious on giving compliments. As if it was breaking news on BBC1. I'm not going to say what they said but I don't know how to get this picture back before grandma shows anymore people.

I'm going to go and get very drunk I imagine. Lots of nice people are out tonight so that should be a crowd pleaser- me being the crowd.

Tomorrow I am booking my summer holiday with my work friends, Lauren, HellyP and Liam. We're getting a stonking deal and getting around £200 off the overall price! YEAAAH. Tomorrow we will book, and July we will be jetting off into the sunshine and cocktails. How do you say 'shots' in Turkish?! I still want to go camping though, sort it out guys (Marcus Barnett).

Speaking of which, we went to Worden Park on Wednesday to hang around really and take some photographs for the Italian Stallion, Amedeo. We saw a Great Dane and a lovely like Jack Russel who was called Molly. It was nice to have dogs running around, but it was wet and drippy. I got a nice picture of Marcus which I developed today and it took so long to get perfect on this new Multi-Grade paper that I couldn't develop anymore properly. I used my new solarizing skills on a picture of Sam and Kathy that Marcus took though :) It's quite nice. Kathy looks like an angel surrounded by fluffy white clouds.

Kathryn's on top of the world baby!

Kathryn's on top of your world!

Today I played football with Marcus Barnett on Worden. After that we just hung around really.
Creepiest quote of the day,
Marcus: 'Of course I'm going to throw you down, and you'll bloody love it!'

Today is the day to accept me if you fancy it? Everyone's doing it ;)

Flo in Costa

Last night was the return of Steph and therefore our night out. It was nice because the Lushies are good-time-girls and nothing less.

We went to Stephs and waited for drug dealers to knock on the door and ask us 'how much?'. We did tequila shots and played the Bruce game. 'G'day Bruce' 'g'day Bruce' 'say hellow to bruce, bruce' etc. After everyone had been to the 'living area' which is down a flight of stairs to UNDER THE HOUSE, we headed off to wherever we found first. The Wellington. We were walking through, y'know just finding someone to sit, a man pulled me out of our line and wouldn't stop talking to me with what I can only describe as a language he had made up himself. I subsequently agreed to meet ALL of his friends :|.
We got a beverage or two, left and headed to Revolution where we found Clithy doing his 25th shot. He bought us a tray and we had a little dance. Our plan was to go to Lava before it got to a £10 entry charge, so we left pretty quickly after making a man dance for us.
The bouncer at lava had police men stood just a few feet away so he had 'come on girls, ID...let's have a laugh' and he suggested MINE wasn't actually me! It absolutely was, sunshine. I told him he was gay for not being open on my birthday and we got in. It was horrible. I wasn't ready for the 'normal etiquette' being bum-grabbing. I thought that kind of physical attention was just for a selected few, I hated it. We danced FOR AGES, waiting for the big room to open. I met a crazy lady in the toilet who said I should 'freshen ya poonani'. She was one of the ladies who charges you pound after pound for perfume you have at home.
Steph wasn't in a good way, and had to go home early :(. You wouldn't believe how many men saw 'an easy target'. She could hardly stand herself up by the end and she got about 5 different, balding men trying to grab her by the hips and hold her. It was horrible and I had to push myself between them every time it happened. Sickening. So after she had got into a Taxi it just left Nicola, HellyP, Lauren, I and the DJ who gave us a bottle of champagne. WHAAAAAAT?!
The big room opened up and we went to see Laura behind the bar, she looked like she was having a nice time :) We had another dance and took loads of pictures but Clithy was texting saying he was going to buy us more shots (which is better than the £3.80 in fucking lava) so after ages there, we left and went to Browns where it's unusual to be white. We spent the rest of the night there pretty much. We got into bed at around 6am at Nicola's house.
It was a really lovely night. I'm never doing tequila shots again.
This pose is the reason for the NO-MORE-TEQUILA in my life.

30% off knitwear

I had a Doctor's appointment today at 8:40 (thanks for booking that Mum :|). The place had only just opened when I got there so I had to wait in a bit of a queue to check in. An old man reached out to say hello to a lady and she said 'Hiyaa! I thought I recognised you! How are you?' and the man replied 'oh not so bad....I'm dying actually' It was somewhat of a conversation killer. EVERYONE heard it, and watched the woman for her reaction, she just went ':| oh...send my love to the family though wont you' and left. Awkward.

I then went into Town with Mum and Sarah. We stopped for a Nerooo, and NeroBoy remembered my order again. 'Hey girls! Chai Latte for you! And what can I get you ladies?' I loved it. I went off and bought two cute dresses, one of which is a kind of body con dress :S I was worried about it, but it is okay really. I also went to the bank and opened a debit card. The guy was all chipper and helpful, I liked him (even as he did look a bit 'special'). Sarah wasn't feeling too well after the whole EAR BLEEDING fiasco, so we came home earlier on the bus.

When we got home, I sang this to her...
'If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems but a bitch aint one...'
AND ALL SHE SAID TO ME WAS...
'You know gay things....'


Let down, Young.
I'M STILL WAITING FOR THE NEW YEAR PICTURES :(:(

Pockets Full Of Nothing

Last night was New Years Eve and Nicola Young and I stayed in for a nice time. I think we certainly had that. Except for the part where we walked to Spar and it was closed. :| We smoked and talked about drugs for a long time.

13 Polaroids were taken and numerous on Nicola's wonderful new camera. I also got a few on the fisheye, I hope they come out okay because I used the flash like the last few films obviously wanted me to.

I remembered just before, when I was asked last night what my new year wish was I answered 'to get happy again' and I was deadly serious. Nicola told me in the morning that I also said 'I'll lose my Grandad but I'll be happy at some point'. If you want someone to put a downer on your new year, give me a call.

We did the most gruesome shots you could imagine, they were HORRENDOUS. I'm never going back to them. I don't really have much to say about the night. It was lovely, which is a given if Nicola Young has anything to do with it, but I think it probably wasn't as great as most people who went out and got mugged and called people on the phone to say 'this party implies I need a left wing, communist girlfriend who is single'.