My father refuses to allow me to but  dog.

One of those cute little puppies that you see in the windows of the pet shops that just look at you with big watery eyes. Something my lovely cat, whom I adore to pieces, can't do is be affectionate. She has issues with affection I'm sure of it.
So I want a puppy, something that will love me and be all sweet and kind and stuff. But will my father allow it? No, he says having a cat and a dog will cause trouble. But I think that if the puppy is young enough and around my cat long enough they will learn to get along. After all, I can't see my cat chasing the dog, that would involve being energetic, something that she will never do.

DAMNIT I WANT THAT PUPPY!!

My day has just been complete hell!

Okay, here where I live, which is Scotland for those who care, we start {High} School at 8:55 am. I live almost two miles away from my school, meaning if I walk it takes me around an hour or so. However, taking the bus, which is supposed to come every 12 minutes, it should only take me a wonderful 15 minutes. So, I leave the house {usually anyway} at 8:00 am, get to the bus stop for about 8:30 or so and therefore arrive at school around the 8:50 mark.
Today however, I slep in till 8:00, meaning I had to shower and dress, then get my breakfast and dash out the house after making sure my brothers were up and ready to get to work or college, and that my dad was aware I was leaving and feeding the cat. So, at 8:45 I was running to the bus stop, hair still sopping wet and my breakfast in my hand {that's a piece of toast instead of my prefered bowl of Shreddies} and the bus goes whizing by.
As you can probably imagine I was not amused. So, I walk along from my regular bus stop hoping to arrive at the next bus stop, only 10 minutes down the road, before the next bus. I did make it to the bus stop in time. But there was no bus to make it for. And so, being the impatient person that I am, I continued on, walking to the next bus stop along the way. Eventually I got rather annoyed and my legs hurt. Looking in my purse I discovered that I had enough change to make up the money for a train ticket. Wandering along to the train station at 9:15, I got on the train heading towards my school and paid for my fare. When the train arrived at my stop at 9:24 I stood at the doors waiting for them to open. When they didn't and the train continued onwards, past another two stops before reaching one I could get off at, I was about ready to scream.
Evidently, by the time I got to school I had already miss the first class and half of the second. Luckily I had third period off, so I could find my teachers, explain what happened and get the work I missed. I did, and they both shouted at me, telling me that I had no sense of commitment. {This is where I point out that I have been in this school for five years now, and this is probably the first time in three years that I've missed two classes. Heck, it's the first time in five years that I've been so late!}
So, feeling rather lousely and having way more work than the rest of my classmates I headed off for my fourth period class, Chemistry.
Now, at the best of times I don't enjoy Chemistry that much, but I have the brain for it and therefore I can handle it. However, today I was so annoyed at myself, and my teachers that I messed up completely. I did not put the right chemicals into the right solution at the right time, I did not keep an eye on the stupid bunsen burner and there fore came within an inch of burning down the class. {Note to self, alcohol is very flammable!}
So, after missing two classes, burning a small pattern of criss-crosses into my thumb and stinking of smoke I made my way to lunch, hoping that maybe something healthy would waken me up and bring my mood out of the dumps.

Well, this is my first Live Journal, and this is my fisrt post obviously.

So, I don't really know where to start.
My name is a good bet. Well, my name is Katheryn, but I'm called Kaye by my friends. My full name is Katheryn AnneMarie Mellow. I live in Scotland, Edinburgh to be more exact, with my dad, my two brothers Wilson and Adam and my cat Whisper.
I'm 17 years old, I was born on the 6th of June in 1987.
I go to a private school, mainly because my dad and brothers went to the male equivent of my school, being run by the same department just different teachers, and I have a wide range of hobbies.
These include, horse riding - I even own my own horse now, his name is Guiness - writing stories and fanfiction and painting.

Currently I have nothing really to write, and since this is my first ever LJ/blog I don't really know what to include. So I plan on sleeping on it. Hopefully my creative genious will come up with something.

Goodnight and God Bless.

Kaye