Name:katie, kt, 'hey you' Country:United States State:Maryland Metro:Annapolis Birthday:1/22/1988 Gender:Female
Interests:talking! singing, boy-scouting, being lazy, complaining, being a whore (not really! that was just to appease a certain people...), colors... if you know what i mean yuo know what i mean, if you dont then... deal with it. Expertise:talking! well, just making noise i guess. singing, being 'sneaky'... thats it i guess... im good at other stuff too tho. i rock. don't worry none. son. ok thats enough. Occupation:Retired Industry:Retail
sound advice for your anxty-teen friends, including the secondbook on the required reading list for people who want to get thru high school in one piece:
"we need to get him on some sort of evening-out medication. *thinks* lay off the pot and the booze - have a bottle of zoloft, lay down with a book: ten ways to make everybody around you happier 10- stop being yourself 9- start being who we want you to be 8- smile more 7- yell less 6- sketchbox... less 5- talk to us about your problems 4- talk to us about your problems... less 3- communicate more 2- wash your hair 1- stop talking about how much you need something if youre not going to do anything about it cause chances are, if we're not happy, we're not gonna do anything about it either... *ahem* chapter 1:..."
i've been so stressed out lately, and i dont really know why. part of its senior year. part my family, part college... wanting to get away from certain people... not wanting to let go of others... not being able to let go of some of the ones i want to as well. i cant stop thinking about nothing. i'm finding that more and more frequently these days i just wish i could turn my brain off, and then i wish that i couldn't feel at all. and everyone seems to be at eachothers throats all the time lately. maybe it will be better around christmas next year, after we've all had a semester of being removed entirely from everyone else. maybe.
and while im on a roll here, im sick of people being so fake. to me, to others, to themselves... i wish if people had things to say about me that they would just voice them. and i wish they would voice them directly to me instead of to others who they think might agree with them. im finding out that the face people put on in front of me is often quite contrary to how they really feel about me. i've been called a liar, a gossip, a drama queen. i've been accused of starting rumors in ill-will about the people i care most about. i've been told im making a habit out of being a heartbreaker. i've been called a skank, a whore, a bitch. i've been pointed out in a crowd by someone within earshot who i thought i could trust, who proceeded to relay to their audience some juicy untruth that had them all stare back at me. i've been told i'm untrustworthy, that i'm not worth someone's friendship. i've been told i'm allowed to feel the way i do, then shot down the second i verbalize my feelings.
and i've spent more time than i can afford to trying to cure the splitting headache i've had for the past two months.
