*sigh* I am feeling kinda . . . routine lately. The days have been just really in and out, come and go. But there are things worth writing about.

For Kelly, you are probably really proud of my for this topic. Vikki and I are no longer friends. Things were tense for a while and I didn't know why, but didn't really care. Then, we had a huge test in Pre-Calc. Things got tense because I refused to let her see any of my answers, which she had normally copied. She would always ask for my "help" on the test, which pretty much meant she wanted to copy. It irritated me

Hello?!?! Is anyone there?

So, as far as I can tell, no one actually reads this blog, so it's going to start reading more like a diary than an informational blog.
Today was Drive Your Tractor To School Day. It's one of my favorite days of the year. I love how much it adds personality to the town and reminds the prisses here *cough vikki cough* that they come from a hick town whether they like it or not. :) I also love that it makes the day fun, just a time for us to be goofy.
I am also SUPER excited about tomorrow, Rhode's Relays. It's the biggest home meet of the track season and it's an invitational, which means that only the best in each event compete. For Rhode's, it's the top four, which I am!! I have never made it to an invitational, and this was my goal this year, so I am so happy that I accomplished it. I am only competing in disc, which is fine with me. I have been practicing hard all week, and though I am still the dangerous one in the ring (with a few injuries to prove it) I am getting better.
I also have a dress for prom. THANK GOD. I was soo worried that I wouldn't be able to go. I will pry end up wearing Kelly's and she the red one from Clarrissa, which should fit her just fine. I love Kelly's blue one. It's so pretty. I am going with Mykayla which will make it tons of fun!! she will keep me from getting too depressed about not having been asked by a guy.
School going ok, though I am pissed to have found out today that the last blood drive of the year is THREE DAYS before my 17th b-day, so I can't donate!!! I am SOO angry. I have been wanting to donate since freshman year and I can't donate with the school until my senior year. I will pry go to donate in TC this summer. My classes are all good. Nothing too big in any of them. Got an A- in webdesign for marking period, so I HAVE to get an A on both the marking period 4 and my exams to keep up my GPA. No worries, though.
Mom and Dad are coasting... again. They had a big fight over Easter, but I think everyone has calmed down. Though I still don't know how i feel about them getting back together, I don't like them fighting like this because I automatically put in the middle. I hate it. I wish they could get along, at the very least.
I got my ACT scores back a few days after the last post..... i got a 32!!!!! I skipped the april exam to go see my mom, but might still take it again to raise my score to a 33 or 34, maybe!! My reading score alone jumped 5 points, which is HUGE. My parents are both excited about my having a better chance at scholarships and grants, so they are starting to understand the importance of these standardized tests. I am taking SAT on June 6th, the weekend before exams. Not my choice, but at least I will have completed my junior year and be reviewing all the info, so I will be completely up to speed on the semester. Hoping for an awesome score!!
Um, boy front looking mostly bland. A couple guys have caught my eye, but nothing too serious at this point. Still hating being single, but I am not desperate enough to degrade myself. I want a guy to like me for ME, not for a girl I am pretending to be.
I am reading the Awakening for my last english paper. I have only just started, but I have already found some scary parallels to the situation with my mother, which kinda hit home. I didn't even mean to read a book that was so close to my life, but Kelly said it was a good feminist book, which it has been. Just a little too close.
Sorry this post is so long... lot to say i guess
My writing has picked up a little. More on the auto than the others because the auto is kind of what anchors me to the world, gives me something to look forward to. I love that I can write about myself, but also make myself happy, while still keeping it real. It's not ever going to be published because I tell my secrets and thoughts, some that aren't even mine, but i use it as practice. I take some scenes from my book and edit them to fit into another book. it's worked pretty well so far.
I think that's all I really need to say. Again, if there is anyone that actually reads this, sorry that it is so long.

XOXO
Kari Richelle

Spring Break!!!

So, today is the official first day of Spring Break!!! As usual, I have nothing concrete or fun planned, so I am just winging it in terms of finding something to do. I know that I don't want to spend my entire break sitting around and doing nothing, so I have decided to try and be as productive as possible. I have two papers due when I come back from break, both for the same class. Isn't Mrs. Krygier awesome!!! :) But today, I am going to blog and spend some time re-writing Lyssa. It is far, far too long so far and I need to cut A LOT. I also wanted to get through some books (reading) since I haven't had time for personal reading since about last Nov. when I read Stray.
So, what's going on with me? Well, a lot. Track has finally started and I am starting to become addicted to it, but not even close to the same reasons as last year. I've found that going to practice puts me in a really good mood. I have had some really shitty days. I'll be in a bad mood all day, then go to practice and feel awesome the rest of the day. It has nothing to do with any one person though, if that's what you're thinking. It's the exercise, the socializing, the getting out the the house(s), the doing something different and the striving to be better and achieving it. I now remember what I forgot about track last year. I LOVE IT. I love doing all of this. I may not be the best on the team and may never be, but I am happy just trying.
Also, two baby girls were born in my family this past week. Jewel is precious and beautiful and perfect. She's healthy, which is awesome, and getting along great with Braydon. Brad is moving into his house as I speak, so the family has a lot of room to stretch out. Evelyn was born Tuesday, by induced C-section. She just didn't want to leave. She, unfortunately, is not healthy. I won't go into details, but she's had a rough time of it. She is now downstate, in the Grand Rapids Hospital and I am praying for her. Stacy is the last person that deserves to lose a baby. I have yet to see a picture of her, but I know she must be lovely.
My parents are fighting again. About what, I have know idea. Everything, I'm guessing. I haven't seen my mom all week and I want to go over to Fife for break, but her car is still an issue. I really hope it all gets fixed. I miss her like crazy. We talk on the phone and text, but it's not enough. I was so excited when the week switch was decided because I want to spend equal time with both of my parents and my family in both towns. My dad is same as usual. He's helping Brad move today. Actually, they just got back. Dad's gotten even closer with the boys since all of this. ....
Vikki. Ugh, that girl can really piss me off sometimes. I think she must not have picked up on the fact that I have really, really good hearing because she sat in English and talked crap about me for almost an hour. I could hear nearly everything she was saying and it wasn't pretty. Now, if she had been saying this to Nate, I wouldn't have minded so much. But to Eddie, Linsay and Zach within ten feet of me? Seriously. I never brought it up, and I am mad at myself that I didn't. I shouldn't have my supposedly best friends trash talk me to others. Vikki didn't give the others any time to chime in, but when they did say something.... Why do I always pick the selfish, manipulative, self-centered, gossiping, judgemental, jealous girls for best friends? I am so sick of high school. And I noticed another thing. When Vikki was going through all that shit with her mom being a bitch about her weight and softball and Nate, me and her got much closer because I was always there for her. Now that I am going through all of this with my parents, she's treating me like shit. Does that say anything about the kind of person she is?
Well, Jt, I think I'll leave you there to go write for a while. If I forgot anything, I'll just write another blog. You need to write one too.... It's been awhile. Oh, and did I mention that I got a 29 on the ACT? I may have already said it, but I am just making sure:). I take it again on Saturday and get my scores from March and this time within a week of each other(supposedly). I am also planning on taking the SAT this summer.
Anyway, I've got things to do, so tata for now!!!

XOXO
Kari Richelle

So, here's the scoop

Wow. I can't even begin to explain all that has changed. My mother and I began discussing my coming to spend some time with her in Fife and I did. I spent two nights at Jerry and Tiff's house at the beginning of the week. Things went great the first night. I had a ton of homework, but I still got to spend some time with my mom, which had been kind of rare. But the first morning, my father called my Aunt Tiff. she couldn't hear what he said because it was garbled and then the call got cut off. Tiffany tried to call back, but he wouldn't answer. My mother then tried to call, but again he wouldn't answer. She told me what had happened, and I called to see if he was okay. He ignored my call as well. We called Kelly to tell her to be ready to go early (my mother gave her a ride to school because she was already having to go through Kingsley to drop me off anyway) so we could go check on Dad. He continued to ignore our calls. Finally, my mom threatened to kick his ass for "doing this to her and the girls" and he called her back. He said he was okay, but Mom thought it would be best to go check in on him anyway. She said it might be helpful for us to go in the house as well and we all headed in. My dad said he hadn't realized that we had been worried. He'd called Tiff because he needed someone to talk to. He could hear my mom, Jerry and Jerry's brother Emery in the background and then the call got cut off. He'd felt embarrassed and stupid, so he hadn't answered. The conversation turned into a HUGE blowup. I won't go into details, but it wasn't pretty. We were all in tears halfway through and my mom eventually decided it would be best for us to leave. She gave us the choice of skipping school, but we told her it wasn't necessary, especially since Kelly couldn't miss TBA. She kept in contact with us throughout the day and called at lunch to make sure we were okay for the rest of the day. She picked us up right after school, having taken half the day off work to think. She and I went over to Brenda's and I was texting with my dad about the day. He eventually called me because I told him what bullshit it was for him not to answer me and Kelly's calls. I told him that it had really hurt me that he ignored my calls, like i was against him in all of this. The rest of the night was mostly normal, as was the following day. My mom and I discussed my spending every other week with her, because things seemed pretty grim after the fight. She wanted to spend more time with me and get me out of the house. So, here I am. My dad didn't seem to take it very well, especially since he originally thought it was every other weekend, not full weeks. Kelly is likewise confused. I really hope I'm not hurting him more than he's already been hurt. Not that is was done intentionally or with malicious intent, but Kelly and Mom already left him. I don't want him to lose everyone. And i feel guilty to admit it, but as much as all of this sucks, there is that ..... slight thrill of excitement from the change. Not that i want any of this to be happening. Not that i wouldn't set our family back to the happy that was there as children. But for a girl who hasn't had any major changes in her small-town life, this half-move seems .... interesting, at the very least. I will get to spend more time with the people I used to be attached at the hip with, my cousins, for the next few weeks at least. I might get to be around Stacy and her baby and husband, whom I barely know, more. I know it is selfish and immature to be thinking these things, but it's how I feel and these thoughts are the reason I started this blog.
I got a 29 on the ACT. I have done better than my classmates and my sister on EVERY standardized test we've been given. I may not so do the best on every single subject, but I do very well on all the parts combined. I not only beat Kyle Hinton, a kid I have been competing with since 6th grade, but I also beat Kelly, whom I've been competing with since we were in diapers. I take it again tomorrow, and I hope I will get a 32 or 33 this time, since i am so much more prepared.
I guess that's all there really is to say for now, at least that i can think of. Feel free to comment!

XOXO
Kari Richelle

Updating

These past few weeks have definitely been different. It's just been me and my dad at home during the week, getting by by ourselves. Dinners for two, watching news and NCIS a lot. :) I feel like we've gotten a lot closer, but without my mom around, I feel like there is a lot more on my shoulders. I don't know what is really going on between them anymore. Before she left, I knew exactly where she stood. But now i don't. Before she left, she seemed pretty sure she was going to stay gone, and even a week later she seemed to think it was the most likely option. But now, I don't know what to think. I don't know what she thinks. I only see her two or three times a week. My dad goes over to see her once in a while and they talk/text constantly, so it seems more like she left me than she left him. Ever since Kelly moved out, I thought we were getting close. I thought she was starting to like me again, and I was starting to like her again. I really just wish we could spend more time together. My friends have absolutely no idea how to deal with this. Vikki's life is pretty much as perfect as a life can get and the others.... i don't know. Mykayla has been more help than anyone. Her parents are about as fucked up as can be, so she knows a little of what I am going through. I'm not really suffering so much. Just been trying to get used to the change.
School has been going alright. I am doing pretty well in all my classes and I just took the ACT. Should get my scores back soon. Eddie already got his, but he didn't take the Writing portion. I have been getting swamped with letters from colleges bc of my PSAT score. 186. It isn't as good as I'd hoped, but it's better than anyone else in my grade. Shocker, i know. I am hoping to find a way to dual enroll next year, though I would have no way to get to and from. There are a lot of ppl I know who are taking all but one of their classes at NMC next year. I don't really think that's necessary for me. If I don't dual enroll, I will just take Writ Comm at Kingsley.
I cannot wait for spring. Once the snow is gone, I will start walking home from school. that way, I can go to the library without having to convince Vikki to drop me off. She's usually pretty good about it, but sometimes she has to work and doesn't have the time. Also, spring means me and Mykayla can walk at her house. We haven't been able to since early autumn... maybe even summer.
Me and Mykayla have gotten a lot closer lately, not that we weren't before. I have been at her house every other weekend for a while now and she def. understands my life better than anyone else can. I can laugh with her and she doesn't hold irritating, immature grudges like other ppl.
Eric and Kate are buying a house. They got approved for a loan and are seriously looking into Don's old house. I can tell they really want to get out on their own, for real and set up their own life. I am glad that things r working out for them.
Stacy and Heather are both about to pop. I can't wait to see the little girls!!! Braydon is so smart and learns so quick. He doesn't like me much when he's grumpy, but that's just the Brad in him. He always asks for me if I am not downstairs when he gets here and doesn't like it if I leave the room. I love it.

I'll try to keep this more updated. Def. will post when I get my ACT scores.

XOXO
Kari Richelle

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I am just posting to say that I will be posting another long blog soon, hopefully. More than enough has been going on to constitute a blog, but I feel like it's still far too much in the middle of it all to write now. Soon, i promise!!

Changes

*sigh* Things have been turbulent, as always. Mom and Dad have been bickering a lot and she and I had a pretty good discussion on what's going to be happening in the near future. Still not sure exactly what's going on with me yet. Trying to make everyone happy, including myself, while also doing what's best for me. Not easy, seeing as none of the possible options fits into that very narrow category. I want to repay my father for all that he's done and make sure that he knows he will always be my father, no matter what, but I don't know if that's the best thing I can do for me right now. I will probably just wait until everyone else has figured out what they are doing and then make a decision. Idk.

School is going well, as always. Exams are over and they definitely exhausted me. As long as I have a A or A- or B+ on my Contemporary Lit. exam, I will have a 4.0 for the semester and my GPA will go way up!! I was most worried about my English exam, and I got B+, which still worked out to give me an A for the semester, so goodie for me!! I would normally just blow it off, but I really worked hard last semester to get where I am, so I am really proud of myself for having done so well.

Buckley came by the school today. I was really happy to see him, though I could only talk for a few seconds, since Vikki was waiting and I don't like to keep Vikki waiting. He attacked me from behind, but idc. It's Buckley. After all we've been through, he can pretty much do what he wants. :)

Haven't been online much lately, so don't get mad at me for not having written in a while, JT. It's cold and I haven't felt like wasting time on FB. Getting better at avoiding the "wasting time" part...

I got to babysit on Saturday. I had the Breithupts and the Beis girls, except for Kylie, the Mexican baby. I was sad that I didn't have her, but I still had a lot of fun. Kelsey had some troubles going to sleep, but she'd passed out by the time her parents got there. Got to watch the movie Bratz, which i surprisingly didn't hate. Also got a few rows done on my blanket. It's really coming along, more thanks to my lack of interest in the computer than any sudden burst in speed.

Heather's baby shower was a lot of fun. You could tell Braydon likes us the most, since he spent about an hour on mom's lap and would only come out of the back room when I asked if he wanted to go see "memah" He's still SOOO cute.

My night with aunt marcia was amazing. I'd forgotten how much I missed her. She cut and layered my hair, something I doubt anyone's noticed, but it still looks better. Kelly wasn't too much of a pain (LOL), and I got to see the very grumpy and very big Stacey. She's def. ready to pop.

TTFN!!

XOXO
Kari Richelle

Today

Today was pretty interesting. It was the first day of exams, which would terrify most people, but not me. I know I aced my Spanish and Pre-Calculus exams, simply because I always knew the answer to the questions, or at least how to get there for Pre-Calc. Web was also really easy. She graded them and posted grades before class was even out. I got a 99.15%. yeah me!!

After school was interesting. I had track pre-training today. Mrs. Schaar decided that we should start training and shaping up before actual season starts on March 9th. we can't actually touch the equipment until then, but we can do everything else. Us awesome shot/disk kids went to Wyse two weeks ago and said we wanted to practice, but today was the first time any of us could make it. For the first time ever, Wyse had us doing actual physical work. Usually it's just forms forms forms. But we did footwork stuff, which was much more *work* than it sounds and medicine ball stuff, which was also more *work* than it sounds, simply bc of the stuff we were actually doing. then we went and worked on forms, but not for long. then he let us go.

I had been reminded earlier in the day that i had signed up that night to sell tickets at the wrestling meet for student council. that started at 5:15 and it was about 4 when wyse let us go. so, i called my mom and we decided that I would just hang at the school until 5, sell the tickets, then watch the meet until they got back from having dinner with Aunt Tiff and Jerry. The meet was awesome. We didn't lose ONE match. Undefeated, at least for this meet. All the guys were really good (and looked really good, too:)) Not everyone got to wrestle bc frankfort only had two people and mancelona only had 11 or so. We've got pry 20 or 25, so the guys have to sit out a bunch.

then i waited around til mom and dad got there. I would normally have walked, but i don't own boots and my good socks were in the laundry. The snow is 2 maybe 2 1/2 feet on the entire trail and there are no sidewalks on Kingsley rd, so it's either the three feet of snow on side of road or middle of rd. Not to mention it's about 4 degrees on a good day. (Jt I hate you!!! )

Now i am sitting on the computer (not actually ON it. It's just an expression). exams tomorrow for civics and contemp. lit. Mr. Baker promised that we'd have a lot of writing to do, but civics should be easy. Enjoyable class either way, if nothign else... it's gonna be weird not having the everyday class on fri, but i'm sure i'll survive :) i'll still see moran on fri for world history, which is the exam that I MUST get an A on. I can get A-'s on all the others, but MUST get an A in world.

Going to Aunt Marcia and Kelly's tomorrow. that'll be a little weird. But I miss Aunt Marcia. I never see any of that family. I haven't seen Stacy since before she found out she was pregnant and she's almost due.

XOXO
Kari Richelle

Lonely and drained

I don't know what's been going on with me lately. I sort of feel exhausted, like, all the time. I've been getting a pretty good amount of sleep and, with it being 5 degrees outside and covered in ice, I haven't been running around a lot either. I yawn at random times in the day and feel no need to do anything. I've gotten a little bit of work done on some of my novels, but not as much as I'd like to. I mean, I have barely been online all week and not at all since Thursday. I've lost all desire for that, too. I've also found myself wanting to spend more time downstairs, rather than in my room. That's weird, as most people would know. I usually can't get enough of just hanging in my room, writing. Maybe it's because it's cold. But I don't think so.

I think it might have more to do with boredom. I think I'm bored with my life. That might not sound like such a huge deal, but it is to me. I've never really been bored with my turbulent life before. There's always been something to capture my attention, to keep me occupied. You'd think I'd have more than enough right now, with all that's going on: Braydon, the new baby, exams, the weather, Vikki's problems, my parents...., my blanket, school, facebook, Obama's inauguration, MaryJean, Mykayla, and, though I swore I wouldn't mention it in this blog, [x] factor... But nothing can keep me from just wanting away from it all. There's been many times in my life when I've wanted a big change, but I don't think I've ever needed it so badly. Which is strange, because Kelly moving out was somewhat of a big shift. Now, we are allies.

But she wants me to strictly take her side on all of this.... But I can't. I can't take anyone's side, since they never took mine. Kelly bullied me around my entire life, and my mother joined her in the last three. My father tried, but was reluctant to go against my mother, who was reluctant to go against Kelly, at least when it came to me. In fights or disagreements or whatever between myself and Kelly over the last three years, my mother took my side one time. In three years. And my dad sided with them more often than not. He might try... but he would give in. And then, things just blew up between me and him when he started having serious problems with Kelly. Mostly because I felt this stupid, teenage instinct to side with the sibling over the parent. So, how can I forget all of that and say one person is right over the other? I can't. My dad is wrong in this, for being a tyrannical person when it came to us moving out. My sister has done me so many wrongs in the past, yet sees nothing wrong with any of it. My mother, though truthfully seems to have the best hold on the situation, is asking the same thing of me that Kelly is: to forget the past completely, to forget that there were times when I would cry in my room for hours out of hatred and hurt, to forget that I could never do anything right unless I laid down like a doormat, to forget that what I am is never good enough. My mother tries to remind me of all that Kelly has done, but she doesn't seem to understand that she was just as wrong in all of that, that if I can't forgive Kelly, then I can't forgive her either. But still I have to pick a side or lose them all. Much as I have hated my mother and sister in the past, I still want to have relationships with them, which is stupid, I know. I know that the level they degraded me to was one in which few could ever forgive, but I can't justify losing my family either, simply because they are my family. And I can mostly forgive my father, but his temper is out of control. He stresses the little things and his fuse can blow at any time, when he suddenly gets mad at everyone for no reason. He is a great man, but he sacrificed too much for us, leaving little left for anyone to hold onto.

And I know there is a big change ahead of my, maybe just a few short months away or maybe even sooner. And I have no idea what I'll do when the time comes... A fight between what's wanted, what's needed, and what's best. I'm terrified. I've had over three years to ponder my decision (the similar years is just a coincidence...), yet I haven't found a path that would work.

Maybe it is just the weather that has sent this complete desolateness into my life. Maybe it's the constant cold and lack of color. Maybe it's the cost of heat and danger of driving that puts everyone else on edge and causes me to shrink back into myself. I don't know. Maybe I just need someone to talk to, someone that won't judge or think I'm crazy. But also someone that will actually care and understand. Someone that wants to know more about me, but would also earn my trust. I used to pray for this person to come, back when I believed praying would help. Now all I can do is hope that this person is apart of my near future, that I won't be alone forever.

New Year!!!!!

First of all, I'd just like to say that 2009 had better be just as good as the end of and better than the beginning of 2008. If that's not too much to ask.....

So, not much been going on with me. I finished this huge project in Contemporary Lit. We had to do a journal of ourselves as "drifters", like Holden in Catcher In the Rye. Minimums: five places, one page journals, eight journals. Well, I went to eight places. Started out in New York after college, then went to Athens, London, Madrid, Peru, Kenya, Sydney, Hawaii, and finally back "home" to Kingsley, Michigan. It ended up being 20 pages.... that's nothing though. This was a min. 8 page that became 20. Freshman year, we had to do a diary on a book. Min 4 page. Can you guess the actual total of mine? No? Oh, I'll feed you baby birds!! With the cover page, map (i did Eldest), and two page background, it was 31 pages. That's 27 total of the actual diary. Yes, I AM an over-achiever. Thank you for noticing!!!

I also have a paper due for English that I am not working on.... whoops. The book was amazing* and the paper should be pretty easy when I actually do it, but I also am gonna end up wanting it to be perfect and blah blah blah..... so it will pry take a full day to finish.... UGH!!!

Braydon came over tonight. He was SOOO cute. He was in a really, really good mood. It was really adorable*. He was giggling and laughing and gasping speaking in full sentences and making PHONES out of blocks. that blew me away... soo smart.

Things with the gang (Vikki, Eddie, and Zac) have been pretty good. Apparently Eddie and Zac are fighting, but that's their business. They're both cool with me as far as I know, so it's all good. Yeah. Vikki's Nate is thinking of heading into the Navy and she wants..... well, never mind. Her brother is going to help him get everything settled. Vikki could very well end up an military wife like her sister-in-law, assuming the economy stays bad and Nate can't find a good-paying job before then. For her sake.... well, really, I think she could handle it, either way. She's just as tough as my cousin Shaye.

Speaking of Shaye, CHAD'S HOME!!! It's all I talked about Monday and I have been bugging Vikki about it all week. He is finally out of Iraq with any degree of permanence. I am so completely ecstatic that he's back home with his family, where he belongs. :D

My parents are.... not doing well. But I knew that. I've known that since I was 13. But it's getting serious, as I've been warned for the last three years that it would. I don't know what I want and I don't know what I'll do, and the not-knowing is all I know.

He looked at me a bunch today. Made me happy, like it always does. Still hasn't gone anywhere, though I know that talking to him, getting back over that barrier, would really solve so much. [group] might be starting again. I wonder if he'll be along this time..... It's all come so fast. I remember back in September when I had nearly ten months to make something happen before the next summer. Now I only have five. that's half, for any of those math-deficient people. It's gone by so fast..... though these next few months should be really active.... I don't know exactly what I could say. Do I just go up and say Hi, how have you been in the last eight months? Are we still not talking?? Or, maybe something a little more out-there?? Hey, so question: If you saw me on the side of the road this time of year and you were driving by, would you stop and pick me up? To which he would obviously ask What? Then I would simply say, well, since it's not awkward for us to randomly stare at each other, why can't we ask random questions? couldn't think of a reason, so you get the joy of answering a random question. yeah, I know. I'm obssessed. But I can't help it. I don't want to lose him, but I am so afraid of being rejected. I think the biggest reason is bc I am afraid that the staring won't stop after he rejects me and it will hurt that much more..... I don't want to be a coward, but could I handle not being able to keep my eyes away from a guy who told me no? Who couldn't help but look at me either? .... conflicted, as always.

Oh, and something cool. I got Student of the Month. Shocker, I know. It was for Web Design with Mrs. Lewis. Though, I still hold the record for most awards by different teachers in one month. Last year, in Dec. I got three, which I was informed was a school record. I am awesomer. You may now commence applauding *******************************************************
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Been drinking lots of coffee and my back's been killing me..... more coffee...... On that subject, eric bought new coffee and creamer, which I am allowed full access to, since I was the one that got him back into coffee. it's good too. French Vanilla. and I crush my peppermint log to put in each cup. It's really delicious. I have gotten really good at flavoring my coffee with things at home. Half a packet per cup of hot choco mix works well, vanilla, and crushed peppermint. All great alone and pry taste good all together too. ...

Well, I think that's good for now. Peace Out


XOXO
Kari Richelle