Friday, December 8, 2006

Jessie don't you hide... Don't you close your eyes...
I haven't updated in a long time, and I apologize for that.
I've been really busy, and so much has gone on since I last posted.
I've been grounded, so many different times, and I haven't had a chance to get on.
But since the last time I posted, a billion crazy things happened.
But I'm only posting a few since there's so many.
[And because I don't remember much anymore]

First, Thanksgiving Break.
It basically sucked.
I went to the mall on Black Friday to see my friend Sarah because she was working all day.
And of course, who is there, but Ryan.
He basically doesn't talk to me and glares, then we start talking and blahblahblah but my mom drives up and she's all "KATIE! IT'S TIME TO GO!"
So that totally sucked.

Then there was formal.
I wore a red sparkly-ish dress.
Black tie-up shoes.
I dyed my hair purple-ish.
Red lipstick.
[Which I managed to pull off somehow, seeing as how I'm pale as a snowman]
I get there, and I'm outdone by every girl there.
I see my date, Brandon.
He ignores me.
All my friends were keeping me out of the circle.
So I just go and hang out by myself.
Of course, I end up spilling soda all over the place.
[Accidently, of course.]
And at every dance, there's that big group of hot girls grinding with each other.
Those girls were my friends.
And they left me out.
The only bi chick in the school gets left out, and straight girls get more love than I do.

Then, the arrest.
The other day at school, my friend was dealing caffiene pills.
And I, being stupid, bought one.
Later that day he got arrested, and everyone who was caught buying one got suspended.
The only people who didn't get caught were me and my best friend, unless he got caught today so far.
[It's 11:30 and I'm supposed to be at school but I'm not]

On top of the paranoia about possibly being suspended, I get online and talk to Ryan.
It ends up being a big dramatic conversation, and he probably never wants to talk to me again.

But aside from all the bad things, there are some good things.
My friend Gina is writing me a story for me to make into a manga.
[I can't write stories that make sense.]
And...
Actually, that's the only good thing.
But, whatever.



-- Kat
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