Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Night light.

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 08:45:05 GMT

Fuuuuuuuck.

I swear to God, I do not have a hangover.
But seriously, I can still taste that nasty-ass whiskey if I think hard enough and it makes me want to barf up the whole pint all over again.

Yes, I got fucking plastered at 11:30 a.m. yesterday before the Michigan game. It was my first time, hahahaha.
My fucking boyfriend and his buddy got me drunk, after all the times I've said that I'd never drink. Then I go and slosh over everything in the most public place.
I could barely walk, Kahlin had to practically carry me the whole way. I was SO fucking incoherent, it was ridiculous.
I remember telling Kahlin that I loved him like every five seconds, which I really did mean, it just sounded hilarious coming from a hammered 17 year old girl.
I remember him telling me to be quiet and to stand up straight when we walked by any cops, hahaha. I tried my best, but it was the hardest thing in the world.
I think Kahlin just liked the fact that I was basically all over him while I was smashed, haha. It was pretty fucking funny.

It was so HOT yesterday too. We went and sat in the PACKED stands for not even 10 minutes before I started to daze badly... It wasn't until the 15th time Kahlin asked if I was ok that I realized that I was gonna lose it.

You should have seen my climbing up all those fucking stadium stairs to get to the bathroom. It was HELL.

And let me tell you. Chip dip and whiskey doesn't taste nearly as good coming back up as it did coming down.

Then we layed in the grass to collect ourselves (stupid Kahlin wasn't even that drunk, it was mainly me) and I fucking just passed out.

When I woke up, I turned to my right and some dude sitting with his little boy is looking at me... And asks if I'm alright. I say "I don't know... Maybe"

Ahahaha, then I look at Kahlin and hes holding my arm. I sit up for 2 seconds and he immediately tells me to lay back down, so I FALL back down, ahahaha.

By the end of the game, I was feeling fine. Really hot and tired, but not sloshed.

And that my friends was Katie's first drunk experience.
And I'm sorry Jill, that me and Kahlin called you totally hammered. I don't really remember that part, but I bet it was funny.

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 15:40:10 GMT

Today is going to be good...
No, fucking awesome.

I get to spend the whole day with my boy. Hes the only guy that I have ever known that likes to go shopping and stays in stores for hours with me.

Hes so perfect, its fucking sick.

Tonight is the last night I get to hang out with Jilly before she heads off to college... I gotta tell you, it sucks. Really bad.

For two years, this girl is the thing that has kept me sane and alive. I don't know what I would have done without her in my life. Actually, I don't really want to think about that.

But, we'll make tonight good. We're gonna get fucking plastered with hookah;__

"JILL! Are you okay? DUDE, don't throw up in this car, its my grandma's! Open the window, open the window! Lay down, Jill... I know this song!"

AHAHAHA, that was the last time Jill reefed all the hookah. Oh yeah, we're doing it again.

God, I'm gonna miss her. She won't be too far away from me, but still, I won't be able to see her every single day like I'm used to now... I'll be lonely for a while.

I'm not going to think about that now, I'm focusing on the awesome night that lays ahead of me.

Jill Meredth Campbell, you are the best friend I will ever have. And I'm keeping you FOREVER. I wouldn't have made it this far without you, sweetums.

Kahlin Lyle Dawson, you are the air in my lungs. The beating of my heart. Thank God for us coincidentally finding each other... Ahaha, as weird as it was. He is literally, my other half.
I love you.

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 03:04:09 GMT

So, this is my first Live Journal entry...
Nifty, eh?

I've had one of these before, but I never kept it up to date, so I decided to give it another try.

I'm really excited for this weekend.
I'm going shopping with my favorite person in the world and then we're gonna have a sleepover. God, I love that kid.

Saturday, we're going to the opening Michigan football game with Galvan, which should be fucking AMAZING. My Kahlin is so pumped, its hilarious.

I'm not looking forward to school starting... Its just a waste of my time, I could be doing so many other things... Oh well, its my last year.

Gah, I'm gonna get ready for bed. My boy is gonna call me when hes done with hockey.

So, good night hosers!