Hello there. I’m Kay, and this is my story.
The fairytale thing is because I’ve always had this fairytale complex, ever since I was little and made my parents rewind Cinderella 46 times (I’m young, but still old enough to be a child of the VHS generation). When I was younger, I thought that my life was going to be this amazing story. I still think that, but now I know that it is just not exactly the story that I expected it to be.
Three years ago when I started this blog, I was a naive small town 15-year-old with short hair, starting high school in the big city for the first time. I remember the things I was worried about then: I was worried that I wasn’t good enough at soccer, that boys didn’t think I was cute, and that I wouldn’t make friends at my new school.
Some stuff has happened since then. My hair grew out. I became captain of the school soccer team. I made some friends who are like me, nerdy and crazy and full of big dreams. I kissed some boys. I got into journalism school. I travelled to Kenya and saw things that broke my heart. My mom died of breast cancer.
So yes, my life is a story alright, and an interesting one at that. I’m just not sure if I’m going to get that fairytale ending.
Whatever the case, I think that in life you get to choose how you want to tell your story, and in doing so, you decide what kind of story your life is going to be. In this blog, I choose to tell everything with a little bit of laughter, even the hard stuff, because I refuse to let my story be a sad one.
So please, sit back and laugh with me. That’s what this is all about.
If you are reading my blog for the first time, first of all thank you. Second of all, here are some of my better moments to get you started: