tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58604262011-04-21T21:25:16.434-07:00My blog... telling stuff that i don't want ANYBODY to read... well.. at least not my friends.. so if you know me.. i'd appreciate it if you DIDN'T read this.... please?Katherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00509658030934180825noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860426.post-1064523549099419562003-09-25T13:49:00.000-07:002003-09-25T13:59:08.466-07:00<strong></strong>Man<strong></strong> <br />when we drove up to band practice, i got to show mom Scott.. yum. i think i'm starting to like drew a little bit more, though... hmm. he's a little short, though. i wish i didn't have mono. how am i supposed to get a boyfriend when i have mono?!?! <br />Man. michael asked max something in french.. i think it was "do you think kitty's cute".. and he wanted to know why he kept asking that... hm. i wish he liked me.. i just want to hold his hand.. i know it sounds weird.. but i'm that kinda girl.. i like to hold hands.. even if it's just with a gay guy. holding hands with guys is something that comforts me.... yeah.. i'm a freak. anyways. if any of my friends at school are reading this... please don't tell anyone. shit. man. i hope no one reads this. <br />i miss emmy. she and i used to do so much together... but now i'm sick, so i don't have really anything to do that won't wear me out. hm. maybe i'll have her over this weekend? i can't go to contest b/c i don't know the damned routine and i'm just too sick. so i have to go be vice pres of a little kid's bowling league.. oh boy. smoke and screaming kids.. just what i want in life. <br />We got an offer on the house.. it was for less than we were asking for, but we came up with an inbetween price, so the contract is pending.. if we sell the house to these people, then we have thirty days to move. it'll only take a weekend to move, and mom said she would move my boxes into my room first thing and she would set up my bed the first thing so i could sleep, and i could unpack my boxes by myself... which works for me. i like being incharge of my own things. i'm also sick of her going through all my shit and reading all my paper diaries... that's why i have so many blogs and shit. cause mom won't stop trying to pry into my personal life. damnit. <br />I miss don. i miss him so much. he's the only one that really kinda listens to me. he and i have decided that we have not friends.. but only accuiantances. my "friends don't really even listen to me anymore... i talk to myself half the time that i'm alone.... damnit. i get so lonely, yet i crave to be alone.. i make no sense.. but that doesn't matter... nothing really does. <br />Lata<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860426-106452354909941956?l=i-heart-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00509658030934180825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860426.post-1064522890527274222003-09-25T13:48:00.000-07:002003-09-25T13:48:10.036-07:00um.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860426-106452289052727422?l=i-heart-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Katherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00509658030934180825noreply@blogger.com