soooooo...
My birthday is kind of tomorrow and I'm kind of excited because I'm kind of going to be fourteen.
I'm actually not that excited. I mean...what will be so different? Will I suddenly know some amazing secret that will make me happy all the time? WILL I BE ABLE TO FLY??? I think not.
Besides...it's not like suddenly life is going to get AMAZING because im fourteen! Although I shouldn't complain...this year has been so awesome!
and OMG I cant even explain how fast this year is going by! Woahhhh third tri ALREADY??? Where did the the first two go???
7th grade sucked so bad. I think that many people agree with me there. 8th grade is definitely better. Yup.
So...as many people have been asking me lately...who do I like? As usual, I am confused (gosh you guys should know that by now!). Of course. But...that is the point of being a teenager. Getting all your confusion out before the end of high school and college. Right? Oh god, I hope!
My life is going good. Show Choir I am absolutely loving! As well as all my friends! But geez you already know I love you.
Best Memory While Being 13: K.U.B.S.
Best Memory From 7th Grade: Getting drunk at recess with Jamie and Ellen. And then me saying yes for Jamie when that kid asked her out. And she wasn't even mad. Because, we were drunk. And laughing so hard we were crying.
Best Memory From 8th Grade: Ellen's Great Fall. Yes, that is what I have named it Ellen. I barely pushed you. At all. Like a tap. Yet you managed to stumble backwards, knock 2 chairs back into 3 more chairs, flip one chair over, crash one into the mirror, scream, and fall on your butt on the floor. And make me laugh so hard that as I was crying. After of course I made sure you were okay.
SOOOO lets hope my birthday doesn't suck as bad as I think it will. Know it will actually.
LOVE YOU!
~Kate
You put the smile in my eyes And the love in my heart. <3 --- christin! so not my fault i get hyper around him
If I say I hate you, Then maybe I wont [ L o v e Y o u ] Anymore. </3 --- yeahh...i know...jamie...u dont believe me anymore
some people just arent made to fit into your life; no matter how much you want them too. < l 3
its crazy how for one short minute there`s something in your eyes. . . && just like that, it`s gone. </3 |