Call for YOUR opinion!

Hey hey all,

  So one of my new friends is looking to set up an open mic night, and has asked me to show off some work there (ahh!) So getting things prepared I've brought it down to 5 poems I think I could pull off in public, after polishing and practicing of course! So I'd like to hear what y'all have to say... any and all feedback is greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance! Much Love!

Here are the links to my picks... some have videos others don't as I said before everything is going to need polishing before it is unleashed lol

1. Hungry
2. A Penny for Your Thoughts
3. Cathy's Blues
4. One Picture
5. La Challenge

<3 CathyArely

‎"Aren't we all unfinished? Don't we all need some editing? Aren't we all waiting to be read by someone, praying they will tell us that we make sense?" - Rudy Francisco

Hey Hey I'm back or Oh my back!

So I'm gonna tell the truth... (like I always do of course...) I started this blog post at the beginning of February already embarrassed that as it was because for 2012 I only had one blog entry. I guess breaking resolutions isn't exclusive to weight loss.

In terms of the title there have been moments in my absence there have been other words I've wanted to use that end with ck... (Of course I mean duck...my 7th and 8th graders are talking about animals). Actually things have been pretty rough lately, and that also has to do with my being away from my wonderful public for so long. I didn't want to contaminate all of your good vibes y'all got going.

So the short version of the story one of my roommates kind of got into it with the rest of them, which created an atmosphere where you could cut the tension with a knife. All the negativity around me really affected me along with all of the bad luck and still not catching a break, it really created a Cathy that I didn't recognize. I lost my monthly bus pass (due to a definite dazed girl moment), my phone wasn't working to call the insurance company to deal with more hassle to get things done to investigate on my back, and every situation that came my way was not seen through the normal Cathy rose colored lense.

All of the pressures coming from different directions and my own change of thoughts led to me not pulling through with the Vagina Monologues, which I'm still not sure if it was the best decision but at the moment I'm determined more than ever to not be this sad person who I don't know. This sad person who bursts into tears on the bus ride home for reasons unknown to me.

BUT...

THE GOOD NEWS....

 I'm currently taking a part of a show choir, which is doing a show at the end of April and through that I'm learning a lot of things and getting the chance to get a blast from the past with my performance days. Also all of these experiences have led me to be able to bring to light a better talent, NEW POETRY! 

I also have my room all mounted which means a long awaited new house tour soon to come.

Alas I'll leave you for now loves gotta work tomorrow, but here's to a brighter day (despite my arguments with the weather here and what I'm used to in Cali).

Much love ~ Hasta Pronto~

~Cathy

A Little About Me

Hey Hey all,

So I recorded a new poem to go with my A Little About Me section of my blog. Check it out <3

~Cat

The Dream

Hey Hey all!

So after one month of being here in Spain and a series of semi-failed outtings, I still haven't gotten quite into any kind of groove or routine that is even close to the social world I'm used to. Today I decided to let the ink hit the paper just flow. Here what I came up with:

P.S. The Australia reference is based on this-


Non Student Moment of the day-

Scene- me at a bar in an attempt to meet people

Me- Are you from there (pointing to this guy's shirt that says Australia)

Him- Yes, Where are you from?

Me- Los Angeles

Him- Why do Americans always say exactly where they're from?

Me- Well the US is such a big country

Him- Well So is Australia...

Me (in my head)- Well thanks for making me feel like an asshole -_-


Until next time!

~CathyBean

4 Walls

Hey Hey all,

   So as I lay here tying up loose ends getting ready to transport myself from one room to the next room, I thought I'd share a recent work of mine that I did for a project called APOEM (A Piece of Everyone's Mind), which is a spoken word group where people call out others and give them topics for the poem they post the next day. 

    So I've written poetry before, but this was my first attempt at spoken word, and as I explained to my friend the other day in the analogy-- I sing, but I've never rapped before. So without further ado here's my poem, be nice lol.

What is a room, but 4 walls that hold together the meaning of my existence? 

Or nonexistence…

Memories of bouncing on a bed so high it’s like you’re floating on a cloud

Floating away into space

A space, A place where my treasures are held.

Or were held…

Take a deep breath and intake the aroma of coconut lotion and Britney Spear’s fantasy.

A fantasy of being SOMEONE out there in the big bad world.

Without a room but two small suitcases more like cannons filled with clothes and shoes.

Shoes that walk the path unseen 6000 miles to four more walls.

In my mind and on my shelves are the things worth remembering, and the forgotten.

Pass your fingers across the dust on a library of knowledge and emotions over days months and years gone by

And just gone.

Stop and listen closely to the beats these four walls have heard from Pitbull to Phantom of the Opera.

Not forgetting to let the beat rock or bed rock.

Cramming and jamming off the walls into the headphones of my portable mp3 player.

5 senses minus one leaves four.

Taking them all in or all out.

There is no room to be called mine

Except in my mind, which has more walls than four

And the epitome of my international existence.

Thanks for reading/listening/watching! Next broadcast will be from my new home!

~Cat