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Name: Katie
Birthday: 12/28/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: cartoons, anime, music, movies, writing, reading, singing, musicals, long hair, piercings, and tattoos not at all in that order.
Expertise: Typing... most of the time, hugs, having the longest hair of anyone I hang out with, listening to kickass stories and retelling them later, quoting in general, and singing.... and writing.
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  marskitty3
AIM:  jade monkeyd
Yahoo:  jademonkeyd
Member Since:
4/5/2005
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| As the title says, I hate my life a lot right now.... finals are over, thank freakin' god, and I'm home and all that.... but now it's like a huge chunk of my life's missing. And now, after hanging out with Jess and mentioning the boys, as usual, I'm in a pissy mood because who else but you-know-who entered into my head once more. I really don't want to deal with anything involving him anymore, but I'm still tempted to drive by his work and other stupid jealous ex girlfriend shit which is completely stupid..... I don't want to be jealous because I know whatever he gets is nothing compared to what he had because I was a damn good catch for him.... see? I'm allowed to have a little confidence.... it'll go away pretty soon. What's funny, though, is the fact that my new MySpace and FaceBook picture has gotten a lot of attention from random boys all over the place... though even that hasn't helped my mood too much. I'm at a point in my life where I want to start settling into a life that I can continue after I get out of college. I don't want to sit around and play "Silent Hill" and "Devil May Cry" all night because I want people to interact with and all the other stuff that comes with putting down the game controller. I know I'll be working a lot this break for books for next semester, so I won't have nearly as much time to hang out as I did last winter... but I'll have more free time after work since I have no boyfriend or anything along those lines to take up my time... yay? Anyway... I think I'm done talking about being lonely and wanting something better for myself that a future involving 20+ cats in a one-bedroom apartment... hell no! Only plus side for most of my life at the moment is the prospect of going to California with the Original 4 this weekend... that'll be sweet, I hope! | | |
| Well, I'm not exactly over the certain person that we all know his name... but thanks to a couple of annonymous tips and facts, I'm definitely not going to even think of dating him ever again. He's a whore and should be treated as such... so I need to bitch slap him and call him dirty names, too. Heh, that would just be amusing. Anyway, I'm into the bitter and pissed off phase of all of this, and I'm not going back into the sad side. Anyway.... besides that, I went in to recite the first 25 lines of Paradise Lost from memory, and did a pretty decent job... woot! And now I just have a paper on Beowulf I need to start sooner or later. I think I'm gonna go do that now. OH! and trick-or-treating with Dee last night was pretty fun. Not a ton of candy, but I had a good time. Uhhhhh that's about all I got here. Bye for now! | | |
| Everyone's sick of hearing about this shit, and it's been almost 4 months now.... but I'm still fucking miserable. Honestly, I can't talk to him without hating myself for some reason, no matter what it is. It's like absolutely nothing's different even though things were said that should make a BIG change, ya know? You don't say something like that to someone and expect them to revert back to a state of normalcy.... it's just not right. So I'm sitting here, hating my life and missing him for no good reason... and I'm pretty damn sure he doesn't read this shit, so I'm fine... though I know at least some of his frinds do.... so I may be in trouble. Honestly, I hate myself right now for feeling the way I do about him... I was a pretty bad boyfriend, and we all know that. And nothing's different to make him any better of a boyfriend, so why the hell am I like this? I don't understand.... | | |
| H-U-S-K-I-E-S IIIIIIII'm SICK! we did marching band shit from 7 AM until 5:30 PM on Saturday.... and it started out really cold but by the time we finished the parade, we were all too hot in our thousands of layers. We won the game, which was pretty sweet, and the rain held out until the end of the game... woot. uhhhh and then I was sick and all that, which I still am. And I didn't get too much homework done... oh freakin' course. So now, I find myself about 150 pages behind in history with 67 terms to memorize, 6 essay questions to have references and shit for... and my normal homework on top of that. So I'm pretty stressed out at the moment... shows, doesn't it? I mean, I'm on xanga making a post that no one will read instead of reading this boring shit.... good call if ya ask me. Oh well.... so absolutely nothing's happening in the boyfriend department... who figured that one, right? Gods, I'm a fucking pansy and will never end up saying shit to anyone no matter who it is. So I might as well get used to waiting around for somebody, right?.... blows. oh well... I'm gonna go try to not fail my midterm. Sorry this post was so freakin' random.... | | |
| I don't think I've ever had this much drama in one week in my entire life until now. I swear, EVERYTHING has hit the damn fan! To begin, there's a lot of crap goin' on, at least in my head, with Tim. I mean, we ended up wrestling and whatnot on Sunday and he kissed me... nice and awkward. So now, I keep trying to get a straight answer out of him involving what the hell we're doing now or if we ARE doing anything, and I keep getting hung up on because he's drunk, he's cooking, people are over, etc. And it's really frustrating now that people are all like "get back with him" and shit like that... and when you drunkenly hear something like that from the person people are telling you to go back to, what exactly do you think? To anyone that cares, I'm pretty much willing to give it another shot............... probably shouldn't have said that, but oh fucking well. Also, roommate drama has reached a new peek. Brett and Aimee's boyfriend have never gotten along, and now it flew completely off the handle.... I really wish all this shit could be resolved before I have to worry about what's going to be said next. It's getting really scary. So, in short, this has been an insane week. On the plus side, I got a B- on a midterm I was sure I'd failed, and I'm actually liking reading Paradise Lost. Yay me. I'm actually at the library right now so I can get some homework done, so I should probably hurry the fuck up and do it. Seriously, kids, if you have any input or whatever.... help a bitch out, please? I know I shouldn't put that crap about Tim up there, but screw it. If he doesn't want a straight answer, he can get it from one of you. | | |
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