Thursday, June 18, 2009

Tomorrow is it

I am so pumped! I have my promotion tomorrow! My older bro has his senior graduation too. We have all of our family coming and a big party. This week is also the saddest week of my life. This is getting impossible and harder everyday. My first and only love must have alsheimers because I got completly ignored all week! I realize that he is also going out with my best friend but everytime that i hear about "oo they did this" or when they talk about eachother it's like a butchers knife has been driven through me. Everytime I try to tell my best friend she gets mad and all I'm trying to do is get someone to listen to me because I have no one else. She is everything to me and losing her would suck. It's just hard. I had field day yesterday. It was blue against gray and I was on blue. Blue creamed!! I was so happy. "He" was on the other team and he wanted to joust me and my teacher was like "Why she would kick your butt anyway",that turned him red. I versed my friends Robert and Kyle for most things and I had so much fun seeing as I always won, hah. We had an awesome time though. I am so sick of this relationship crap though! It's like a HUGE deal to hug your bf or gf I'm like wtf? No one even knows what go out means, they don't go on dates anyway. It's really like when you go on a date and your not bf or gf just going on a date. Then after 2 1/2 weeks it can be announced official if you are still going on dates. It makes me sick that everyone thinks they have a gf/bf even when they don't talk or even say hi! I am going to be the one to change that. I am telling "him" how I feel no matter what. Tomorrow is my last day of school I'll tell him on Saturday. Yeah at the b-ball courts. Yes! I'll tell you how it goes! I am also going to the water park with my bff who has always been there, Alex on Sunday. Jennette McCurdy's song "so close" is a new fav and an oldie that fits me right now is, "teardrops on my guitar" by Taylor Swift.

Water slides and basketball courts,
Kathryn


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