Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Hello

I've written to you 7 days ago saying how summer is terrible and boring. Well, it still is. Although now I have a new "distraction" to keep me sane. That distractions name is Jonathan, and he is in the shape of my new boyfriend. I could ramble on about how that all went down and about how fantastically adorable we are, but that would only bore you to tears and/or make you vomit from cuteness. I shall spare you. (Your welcome)

Alright, so other then wanting to flant about my new KICK BUTT boyfriend and updating you on how my summer has been nothing, I have nothing else to say. I will see you all sometime that is undetermined at this time.

Catch You On The Flip Side,
Katelyn

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Summer is Garb

My life out of school is boring as a mother trucker. I hear all my friend talk about how pumped they are to go on vacation, or how busy they are. I, on the other hand, am doing nothing. I read and I play solitare. And I occasionally stare at flys on my wall. It's been about 2 weeks and already I've read 5 books, played 467 games of solitare and named 5 of my flys. (Harold, Abigal, Joshua, Latisha, and Xavier) Sure, I could go outside and play or whatever, but I'm fat and it's hot as balls outside. I could go hang with a friend but I live around old people in the middle of no-where. The only children near me are a 3 year old, a 5 year old, and a hyperactive 10 year old who likes to ambush me about vampires. The only thing keeping me from killing someone (Or myself for that matter) is the one day of the week I get to leave the house to go to marching band. And even that can be ruined by certain people I don't want to mention. I just have to buck up with the next 66 days before I'm back in the smelly, yet safe halls of good ol' Northern Lebanon High School.

Have A Life For Me,
Katelyn

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Hola, Como etas?

He hecho tanto estudiar para mi final de mañana español, estoy bastante seguro de que mi cerebro está a punto de explotar. Probablemente va a explotar en el cerebro de poco sabor a los burritos. Yum.

Translation: I have done so much studying for my Spanish final tomorrow, I'm pretty sure my brain is about to explode. It'll probably explode into little brain flavored burritos. Yum.