sweet freedom.

Im ungrounded, a few days early which excites me to an extreme. like you dont even know. so im going to start blogging regularly again, which may or may not be a good thing in the grand scheme of things. if anyone cares, then its your lucky day. and its my lucky day, because i can like, share things now. things have been good for me lately with the exception of today, because today was just a little...wierd. i mean, not really wierd, but not usual...who even knows. im just waaay out of it. probably because im tired and so stressed out that i dont even know if ill be able to handle it. thats why im blogging at this moment, by the way. i need to unwind before i can start my homework.

but things happened today: for one, justo lamas came to our school and preformed a bitchin concert in spanish. me and stephanie decided that it was a warmup for the amazing show were going to on sunday [which is in 6 days!] anyway. if you dont know who justo is, then you're definately missing out. hes basically this spanish pop star type deal that preforms at schools to teach spanish and raise awareness [get ready for this - its crazy] schitzofrenia/suicide. he sings and dances for three whole hours, while people scream and pretend that hes cool because he doesnt speak much english [during the show, he criticizes himself for not taking english in highschool. because he didnt think our language was important. pfffft, what was he thinking?] and take pictures with flash because thats encouraged i guess. his favorite dance moves include swaying he knees back and forth, and pelvic thrusts. and he flipped his greasy, shoulder length blonde hair upside down exactly 146 times during the show. during one song, he walked up and down the two main aisles in the large auditorium and sang, for some unknown purpose. actually, i think the purpose was so that people sitting in the aisle could touch him. AND I DID. yes, he suggestively squeezed my left hand. you know you're jealous. after the show, i got a picture signed and whatnot. i was aproximately 3 feet away from a creepy argentine man that sings for little children and dances suggestively. what a day, what a day.

basically, nothing else has changed. me and mil are still good. we've been going out for a week. on halloween, he came over and we passed out candy. my parents still suck.

now, i must go waste time elsewhere.
love,kaatie