Okie dokie, so to start off, Camp was AMAZING!!I saw God around every corner. I had soo much fun and I got to try new things, meet new people (hott counselours) , and I got to step out of my comfort zone. I'm kinda losing my voice from all the screaming and shouting, and i hurt from doing the Tower. We had to climb a 40 foot cargo net. I has soooo scared.  This morning, actually about 20 minutes ago, I had my ultrasound. They told me a head of time to come with a full bladder, but of course stupid me slacked off, so i had to drink a TON of water. I seriously almost threw up like 4 times. I still kinda feel sick. But by the time my bladder started to fill up, I was dancin and running around because I had to use the bathroom so bad! Well, there's no baby and the nurse said from what she saw, there was no reason for my pain... which makes me a little bit nervous. I hope to hear from the Doctor soon. Well I need to eat, I'm starving!!

With love in Christ

~Katie

Okay, so I think I'm going to start using this again.... I miss xanga. I have a myspace, but I get too caught up in it... I feel like the only reason I have one is because all my friends do... which is tre-lame. So I'm going to come back to xanga, where I feel at one with myself.. I know I sound cheesy huh... lol but it's like 11:47 and I can't sleep. That seems to be a new pattern forming. I get little to no sleep and I lay in bed for hours at a time. My mom thinks I'm depressed or somthing, but I think I have a restless mind. All this shit going on... I stay awake for hours thinking of how this could change the rest of my life.... change my whole future. Ya know, I had goals. I had morals.... and I threw them away for a guy who in the end, turned out to be "a loser in tin foil". As a cute qoute puts it. I am so disapointed in myself. I thought I had more common sense than that. As stupid as this may sound, I'm not mad at him. As much pain as he's put me in, I'm not mad. Something inside me wont let me be mad at him. Part of me just wants him to be happy, even if that means that I'm not.  I am just trying my hardest to forget the bad times and remember the good. He changed the way I looked at life, but most importantly he changed the way I looked at myself... I mean yea, I still have those days where I say "Damn I'm fat", especially since I've been gaining weight like CRAZY! But at the end of the day I still feel good about myself. Well I'm pretty sure my rambling is done for tonight, but who knows.... i might write more later... Much love! ~Katums~