So, kiwibox thinks it's Saturday, but where I am, it's still friday. pshh.

Anyway.

I got done with work about an hour ago. I was busy all night. I had like half of the store to take care of. haha fun times.

I'm gonna go visit Courtney in Eau Claire tomorrow. :D I'm so excited. I haven't seen her in almost 3 months. I'm gonna stay over night in her dorm too. Should be pretty sweet. haha It's about an hour away, maybe a little more. So, yeah. It'll be fun.

Alright, I'm gonna take off... go to bed pretty soon...

ttyl!

<3 kaitlin

Hey everyone! I'm going to school for graphic design, so I can actually use photoshop to make icons and whatnot now. =] so I'm hoping to make more icons and banners with that.

here are just a couple for now.



Please let me know if you use them in a layout. And check out my Photobucket album for more icons.

I've been re-reading entries form the past couple months...

stuff about lyle...

even back in July, I was falling for him.

shit.

One entry, in August, I wrote about how he was drunk and told me to call him, but I didn't...

and I really wonder what he wanted to tell me.

god...

It hurts so much, I can't even explain. He has no idea what he's putting me through.

no idea.

Honestly, I want to be with him so bad. It's all I think about.

And knowing that he doesn't feel that... fuck, it kills me. I wish that would change.

Every time I get a text message.. I'm disappointed when it's not him. I'm so happy when I see his name pop up.

I love talking to him.

I LOVE hugging him. I never wanna let go.



I hate myself for missing him the way I do. I wish I could stop. I really do.

There's nothing worse than wanting someone who doesn't want you back.

it's such a weird feeling. When I'm with him, I'm happy. I feel fine. Then we go our seperate ways, and I feel so sad. And empty almost... I start missing him again.

ugh. I'm in way too deep. I can't keep doing this.

But I don't know what else to do.

12:43 AM.

*yawn*

I'm talking to Alyssa on MSN. :]

sooo...

Lyle is basically torturing me.

I don't think he has ANY idea how much I care about him.

How much pain I'm in... because of him...

but i'm like dying.