Cathy With A C

I've had this written for a while since I wanted to add it to the about me section on my main blog, and I finally recorded the video today. So here it goes...

Let me take a moment to introduce myself.

My name is Cathy.

That is, Cathy with a C.

And I hope you can see my name is Cathy.

Not Catherine, Katie or Kathleen.

As beautiful as those names are,

They are not mine.

I am Cathy, with a C.

You see, I’m kind of a nerd.

Band geek for life.

Reading Questionable Content (THE COMIC) online,

Still wearing pig tails.

And busting a move or bursting into song at any given time.

Even in the shampoo aisle

(Tresseme for curls please).

ABCs & 1,2,3s

My life has been school from the day I went to three different kindergartens.

Thriving off of to-do lists, brand new pens, pencils, highlighters, and the ever important first day of school outfit.

Outcast? Sometimes.

Outspoken? Rarely.

Outstanding? Perhaps.

Outgoing? On a good day.

Out of money? More often than not.

The knot in my stomach.

From that moment when someone that looks at you for a moment too long for comfort.

Is there something wrong with me?

With me is the love and support of family and 1500 facebook friends

(don’t hate)

Eighty-eight, the year of my birth.

Born in Raised in the California sun.

A desert Rose almost 6 feet tall and who knows how wide, whose roots spread across the world

World traveler, Struggling window shopper,

Teacher for now, Student for always.

Always looking for the best in people with scars along my legs from the times I’ve been burned, and insect bites.

Bytes of memory that fill my computer with thoughts of a future author, and hopefully comedienne.

See, we’ve come to an end, or rather transition to the chapter.

C- for Cathy, that’s me.