Musings of an Average Teen

Because I'm So Nice...

I went bike riding today, I don't think I should've. I ended up with grazes all down my right leg which I'm sure will bruise up quite nicely tomorrow. They'll look fabulous with my dress that shows most of my legs. I should have called it quits when I scraped my leg while putting my bike on the car before we even left, but no. I'm just that stubborn that I won't even listen to myself. But really, I think the mix of purple, blue and white blotches on my leg will have the guys fighting to get to me. And of course I'm not exaggerating, how could you accuse me of that? It's so not my style.

Something that is my style, however, is

*KatieKooo walks away from her iPad to go and eat dinner so that she will live to see another day*

Umm... This is awkward. I've forgotten what I was writing. Again. So I'm going to say that we should move on...

Turns out I really like lettuce. We were eating tea and there was this huge bowl of lettuce in front of me. Why? I don't know. All I know is that I ate a lot of it. And I mean a lot. It's really quite scary how much I ate. But it's just so light and green and crisp and tasty and heavenly. And it's so fun to say the word too. Go on, say it. Lettuce. Drag out the 'c' and make it sound like a snake. Lettuce. Feel like an idiot yet? Thought so. You just caressed the word 'lettuce' out loud.

I should leave it there, with you all feeling stupid, but I'm too nice. I get that a lot, actually.

Oh, Katie, you're so nice. We're so lucky to have you, what would we do without you? You're so sweet and caring. Then they go all 'let me stab you in the back because you won't say anything because you're so nice.' Yeah, that'll work.

Remember Frank? From the last chapter. Yeah? Turns out he likes me. Probably because I'm so nice. [If my iPad had italics, 'nice' would be in it {It would also be so dripping with sarcasm there'd be a puddle on the floor}] Should've picked up on that earlier, but I gave him the benefit of doubt. Because I'm so nice. [Italics again] But I'm pretty sure nothing's going to happen. Unless I hit my head really hard. Which could actually happen considering how well me and my bike get along...

I could go on and on forever but because I'm nice, I'll leave it at this. Also, you'll get more chapters if I don't spit it all out now. Lotsa love

xx