Love is not a victory march

"The only sound was the furious scratching of my pen, and the gentle breathing of everyone else. No, that wasn't really the only sound. The night was full of sounds. Aside from the typical sounds of the night; birds, wind, creaking, there was the sound of the night itself. Heavy and peacful. Still, and there. The sound of silence if you will. It was that sound that kept me awake. The Sound of Silence kept me awake. Maybe I WAS going crazy!"

I'm kinda hyper right now, and in a ranting and raving mood.

I am going to be perfectly honest to you. This post is going to be all about myself. It isn't really a change from the rest of my posts, but oh well.

MJ is getting ready to go to Running Start next school year. I am going to be left completely alone! Not really, but no older sisters at home all the time! I should be thrilled, but I am scared. Scared that I am going to be bored out of my mind, and the girls won't be there to tell me what to do, and to annoy me. It isn't like they are leaving for ever, but they are going to be gone for most of the day.

OK, so this post is going to be really random, and probably make no sense. Fair warning. Here it goes:

Aside from when the Carlsons are out, this summer could be extremely boring

I'm tired of feeling left out

ugh ugh ugh
yah
so
um


I get my braces off in a week!

Beth cut my bangs the other day!

You know what is really funny? OK, our friends, the Geyers moved to South Carolina a year ago. When they still lived in Washington, Mrs. Geyer gave me clothes from this her boss's kids. Well, I got some of those clothes yesterday, from Dr. Bacon, who is Mrs. Geyers dad. The clothes are so typical. Super small, brand names like abercrombie and aeropostale. Some of the clothes still have the price tag on them, and have never been worn! I wonder if they think I have a really bad sense of fashion, and send them to be, or they just randomly buy clothes, and then discard them.


The other day, I put a shirt on, and felt really skinny. I wasn't super skinny, but I felt fine! I was comfortable with how I was. Later I weighed myself, and was about 130. Great. I'm the heaviest I have ever been in my entire life, and I feel the skinniest. I am going crazy. Oh well :D I guess, I feel fine. I'm tired of TRYING to be skinny. I am not fat, I know that, but I am . . . .. sturdy.



Well, I need to go blow dry my hair, and my new bangs that Bethany cut the other day :)

"It's a separate peace
a place all on my own
I feel a little closer to home
I close my eyes
and block out the noise
it's just me
in my separate peace"


Bye!
-Katie







"Enough about me, what do you think about me?"
-I had you fooled for a sec, didn't I. You thought I was going to stop talking about myself! hahahahaha not a chance! ;)-