Sunday, May 04, 2008
One sentence-blogging.Violin KO-ed me dead with those finger-knotting pieces.
I'm officially one of those Twilight freakos.
I'm writing a story! *clapclap* (Claps don't count as part of a sentence. ;p)
Mama better get here tomorrow because I just cannot go on the bachelor lifestyle the men in my family can put up with.
It's a weird feeling not being attached to anyone, like a crush or whatever, when you don't understand love songs and can give love advice to drooling younger girls without getting guilty. (Longest!)
And most importantly:
Prayers are better than superpowers! :]
Good night, Kitya.
Good night, angel Kit.
I love you, angel Kit.
Sleep well, sweet dreams.
--My mom, every night since I can remember. ^_^
Kheeit.
Hiii. Thanks for coming.
I'm Kit. I'm the girl kind of Kit.
I love blue and noodles and stars and barefootedness.
I'm a Bible Baptist. I wear skirts ALL the time and have lots of heels and love J-e-s-u-s.
I'm SEVENTEEN. I can't believe I'm so old.
I'm a Biology major and it is ridiculously awesome.
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Hiii. Thanks for coming.
I'm Kit. I'm the girl kind of Kit.
I love blue and noodles and stars and barefootedness.
I'm a Bible Baptist. I wear skirts ALL the time and have lots of heels and love J-e-s-u-s.
I'm SEVENTEEN. I can't believe I'm so old.
I'm a Biology major and it is ridiculously awesome.
The page is still under construction, if you could take a guess. Sorry. :]
tagboard
friends
One Two Three Four Five Six Seven
credits
☀ CSS/BG ☁ PHOTO