hi.
I'm writing in my journal because Shay is forcing me to. she came over to my house, and told my grandma that if I didn't write, that I should get grounded. I'm just like, dafuq? oh yeah, I live with my grandma because my dad died when I was 7 because he was in the army, and my mom killed herself a couple months after. my grandma took me in after that, and I've lived with her for the past 10 1/2 years.
so I wasn't exactly sure what I should write, so I asked Shay and she said to describe myself. here goes:
I am a girl. I am 5 feet and 4 inches. my eyes are light brown with green and blue flecks in them. my birthday is October 23rd, and this year I'll be turning 18. I have no life. ummm... I used to play the saxophone just like my dad, but that stopped when he died. I love food, but I'm pretty skinny. I'm bi-sexual, which, even though it's the 21st century, still sometimes gets me teased at school. I have had my first kiss, and it was with this girl named Maya at summer camp. we kissed, and then everybody started laughing. I ended up having to go home early, and I have never gone back. I've kissed a boy before, but it wasn't that good. he was kind of slobbery... anyway, that's enough about myself. I don't even know why I'm writing this. god. I need to go, my grandma is calling me. I hate this fucking journal.
Kat A Tate
(a girl who fudging hates the world and loves food way way more than her best friend)
