I still hate you. I still hate you more than anyone I've ever hated in my life.

I really don't see how this is fair. Because we clicked, just then, and it's unfair, and--I don't know. I hate this. I hate being incapable of this. Mostly in general, I just hate this.

Thinking of changing careers. Every time it gets close though, I freak out. I like my comfortable rut, even if I can't stay here forever. Just a little longer? Please?

Wisdom teeth out Friday. Braces in a few weeks. Great.

Headaches.

Want to write. Not sure where or how to start, but I want to. I have ideas. Not that I ever don't have ideas, but sometimes I forget that all my ideas start out great at the beginning.

Still, couldn't hurt. Right?

~Katie