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Pardon the "off again, on again" element of our relationship. It was never meant to be like that. In my defense, however, I never desputed or denied my indecisive tendencies.
I decided to organize all my clothes.
four hours at the Laundry Mat;
eight garbage bags full of clothes;
thirty five dollars in quarters;
three friends helping;
one trip to the thrift shop on Johnson and third;
and one run in with an insane women who told me to please keep all her stained pillowcases and box full of dryer sheets later -
I have a clean room.
I've been needed less clutter lately, anyways.
LAYER ONE (the boring one):
-- Name: Katie Hope Green
-- Birthplace: Bay City, Michigan WHOO
-- Gender: Girl. :)
-- Eye Color: Dark brown.
-- Hair Color: naturally? light brown. usually? light blonde. currently? dark brown.
-- Height: 5'4 ish.
-- Righty or Lefty: I write with my right; cut and throw with my left.
-- Zodiac Sign: SCORPIOOO. :)
LAYER TWO:
-- Your heritage: Irish.
-- The shoes you wore today: Big boots.
-- Your fears: confrontation. and overflowing toliets. :(
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: EDITOR IN CHIEF OF COSMOPOLITAN MAGAZINE.
LAYER THREE:
-- Your thoughts first waking up: I am so much luckier than the rest of you fucks. I sleep in everyday because I lack a first, second, or third hour. bitches.
-- Your best physical feature: omgz the boobies duh! :)
-- Your bedtime: I am such a loser. I could fall asleep at 10 o'clock every night, even fridays and saturdays.
-- Your most missed memory: eighth grade! or sophmore year.
LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke? Coke. ew pepsi.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Stank Dee's.
-- Single or group dates: aw, single.
-- Adidas or Nike: I haven't worn tennis shoes since freshman gym class.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: I don't drink tea.
-- Chocolate or vanilla: VANILLA. ew chocolate.
-- Cappuccino or coffee: French Vanilla Cappaccino. ew coffee.
LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: Nigger Mint, please.
-- Take a shower: I like it hot.
-- Have a crush: I have a fetish for tall, bald black men. (Officer Murphy)
-- Do you think you've been in love: two times.
-- Want to go to college: WMU, HERE I COME.
-- Like(d) high school: of course. love it. even with all the el gay induced drama.
-- Want to get married: Open for debate.
-- Believe in yourself: yup.
-- Get motion sickness: I don't believe so.
-- Think you're attractive: OH GOD YES. have you seen this face?! ;) jokes.
-- Think you're a health freak: baha.
-- Get along with your parents: Mama Kel can be a tit bit overbearing at times. But it's all out of love.
-- Like thunderstorms: LOVE thunderstorms.
-- Play an instrument: Clarinet, seventh grade style.
LAYER SIX:
*In the past three months...
-- Drank alcohol: yup.
-- Smoked: yup.
-- Done a drug: eek!
-- Had Sex: mmhmm.
-- Made Out: I heart kissing boys with tongue rings.
-- Gone on a date: yup.
-- Gone to the mall? yes.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: In one sitting? is that possible?
-- Eaten sushi: tried a piece.
-- Been on stage: to retake the MEAP!
-- Been dumped: no, sir.
-- Made homemade cookies: Seven layer bars. YUM!
-- Gone skinny dipping: puh lease. I was naked in pools more than I was swim suited in pools last summer.
-- Dyed your hair: like ninety four times this past week.
-- Stolen anything: UNCLE HOYTTTTTTT! :)
LAYER SEVEN:
*Ever...
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: any one remember Katie Middleton's house freshman year? cause I sure as hell don't. :)
-- Been caught "doing something": If "doing something" means having sex, go ahead and ask dustin james michael castro why he walks with a limp. ahha.
-- Gotten beaten up: no.
-- Shoplifted: please refer to the "stolen anything" question, in which I proclaimed,"UNCLE HOYTTTTT!" fuck UNCLE REMUS.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: I would be lying if I said I didn't. For example, the hair is pulled up and the tatoo is hidden when I go to work. But when I'm just with my friends, I'm more comfortable. I think everyone changes certains things about themselves for certain situations.
LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: Whenever I "know" it's right to be, duh.
-- Numbers and Names of Children: undecided.
-- Where you want to go to college: Western Michigan University. or State. (fingers crossed.)
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: I will major in journalism with a minor in human sexuality. I will be a sex columnist and become the editor of Cosmopolitan. Or I will be an elementary school teacher. :)
-- What country would you most like to visit: Australia.
LAYER NINE:
*In a guy/girl...
-- Best eye color? Green green green green. or blue. but Green.
-- Best hair color? Brown or Blonde. no black or red.
-- Height: taller than how tall I am with my biggest heels on.
-- Best weight: Am I supposed to give a definitive number or something?
-- Best article of clothing: wife beater oh. or sweaters or sandals oh!
LAYER TEN:
-- Number of drugs taken illegally: confidential.
-- Number of piercings: ever? five. the pieces of metal which once adorned my belly button and nipples and ears are all but history. currently? zip zero.
-- Number of tattoos: ONE. a small reminder of the late Mark Allen French is etched on the inside of my wrist. and I love it more than anything.
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: A couple. but jesus christ Emilie Faith is in the news paper everytime I turn around.
-- Number of scars on my body: my legs are all scarred up from the first time I ever shaved. Yea, I have like five on each leg.
-- Number of things in my past that I regret: I guess the most regrettable thing in my life was one of my first serious relationships. Not that it happened necessarily, but how it proved to play out in the end. I made some mistakes, but I've learned from each and every one of them. which is all that really matters, anyways.