2006-09-12

4:41am sept 12, 2006

The most ridiculous post ever follows...this is my tired blabber I thinkis worth while. In being worth while maybe I should post somethingun-worthwwhil and then and only then would I worth anything...but I don't care to be. Let me finish tomorrow.
this is just a recap.


Time. What does it matter? Am I tired because I'm awake too much or am I tired because I think I am sleeping too much? Anyways, I love you...

Am I strange because I want people to listen to me but ask people 'do you need to vent?' when they start talking? I think so. Tell me what the difference between hate and love is... If you think you know perhaps you are perfect...or perhaps the most wrong since...( if you are unsure about this paragraph see me before you go off exclaiming what a 'stupido' I am or callling me a 'tula' because frankly I like conversations that see through the ignorance you and I both hold against each other )

This also makes sense if you were one of us present.
I drink after work at the fair which is for the next 6 days and the woman who got me this second job is Ida my mothers friend. The issue with older people I find alot of time is the fact that they seem to think they are held above some beautiful white ribbon of perfection that I must work my way through but never will because the steal is rubber and bends as people move(???) I received a 400 dollar bonus today just for being there for 4 days consecutively(sp?). Isnt that what work is? Is life so tumultuous for others? Do enough people actually choose to fuck off rather than work for him in order to make myself seem so appealing? My Boss could be a tard.

Also,

My boss likes my tits. If you knew him you'd know. Thank you Chris for seeing me through these times of woe. I appreciate you're respect and love without these things I would have made trouble for myslef beyond belief...thank you.(haha, all for you if you want it..I mean want tit? okay okay, no im kidding...ok no im not)


did you know that it could always be worse? I did, but I always forget.

People are beautiful assholes. The most lovely in fact. It's matter of time before they notice....
It late and I'm tired maybe a better update tomorrow. this one endures the bukakke.

Katarina witt
( I wish I could fiurgure skate better than cheap 80's tunes on hi-pitch and a bad reverse crossover skate method.

Again, I love you. You are not who you think you are to me.
I wonder what you are doing.

Katrina at 4:53 AM

2006-09-12

4:41am sept 12, 2006

The most ridiculous post ever follows...this is my tired blabber I thinkis worth while. In being worth while maybe I should post somethingun-worthwwhil and then and only then would I worth anything...but I don't care to be. Let me finish tomorrow.
this is just a recap.


Time. What does it matter? Am I tired because I'm awake too much or am I tired because I think I am sleeping too much? Anyways, I love you...

Am I strange because I want people to listen to me but ask people 'do you need to vent?' when they start talking? I think so. Tell me what the difference between hate and love is... If you think you know perhaps you are perfect...or perhaps the most wrong since...( if you are unsure about this paragraph see me before you go off exclaiming what a 'stupido' I am or callling me a 'tula' because frankly I like conversations that see through the ignorance you and I both hold against each other )

This also makes sense if you were one of us present.
I drink after work at the fair which is for the next 6 days and the woman who got me this second job is Ida my mothers friend. The issue with older people I find alot of time is the fact that they seem to think they are held above some beautiful white ribbon of perfection that I must work my way through but never will because the steal is rubber and bends as people move(???) I received a 400 dollar bonus today just for being there for 4 days consecutively(sp?). Isnt that what work is? Is life so tumultuous for others? Do enough people actually choose to fuck off rather than work for him in order to make myself seem so appealing? My Boss could be a tard.

Also,

My boss likes my tits. If you knew him you'd know. Thank you Chris for seeing me through these times of woe. I appreciate you're respect and love without these things I would have made trouble for myslef beyond belief...thank you.(haha, all for you if you want it..I mean want tit? okay okay, no im kidding...ok no im not)


did you know that it could always be worse? I did, but I always forget.

People are beautiful assholes. The most lovely in fact. It's matter of time before they notice....
It late and I'm tired maybe a better update tomorrow. this one endures the bukakke.

Katarina witt
( I wish I could fiurgure skate better than cheap 80's tunes on hi-pitch and a bad reverse crossover skate method.

Again, I love you. You are not who you think you are to me.
I wonder what you are doing.

Katrina at 4:53 AM