today

Don't.

Don't Bother  Me.
i'm Planning on typing on my typewriter
        love poems
        letters

        lyrics
You could find me stuck in my book
        Cold Sassy Tree
         the Blue Castle
         Tuesdays with Morrie
I mess around on my iPod
         it's white
         and helpful
Wait for me while I
        Fill this canteen
        wrap these boots
        sneak this gingerbread house
If you want, we can
        Dance.
        Sing

        or write
I will do everything I want,
and nothing I should
Anything fun,
and nothing productive.
Let's jump on the tramp
and imagine the sky
          Nobody can stop us
I could possibly have homework
          history,
          math,
          physics.
But let's not do it,
and pretend its not there.
Don't Bother Me.
While I'm Daydreaming,
         Of you,
         of colors,
         of food
I'll be hidden in the tree
          drawing pictures
           or singing

           or sleeping

Don't Bother Me
unless you're here
to forget about this
and be yourself.
Don't
Unless this intrigues you
unless you're carefree
unless you want me.

so..yes.

What I should be Doing Right Now:

This is what I Want to Be Doing Right Now:

You Person You

Don't Read This Post Please You Particularly Peeve-Provoking Person

Okay, Maybe I Kind of Have a Temper.

maybe I Tend To freak out

Maybe I am Bad at keeping Secrets

Maybe I have trouble speaking in a five inch whisper

Maybe I am kind of awkward

Maybe I'm not a model,

Maybe I am obsessed with texting.

But maybe, just maybe

You could give me a chance.

Maybe, I can find the courage,

and Maybe, I will not punch you 

the next time I see you.

This was a good post.

Hi.

Hi, I'm Kalli.
I just want to welcome you all out here today, I really appreciate you coming.
I'm here because, well I'm addicted to the internet.
I'm here because I think it will solve all my problems.
But in reality, it only creates them.
Its true what people say--
I have nothing better to do. (unless you count homework as better)

So, how's life?
How have you been?
Haven't seen you in years!
I'm...great.
The truth is that I'm having some [serious] stress issues.
I've been making a lot of wishes at 11:11.

I think its high school. When you ask somebody, anybody, about high school, they'll most likely say either that it was the best time of their life, or the absolute worst. It doesn't take a miracle to figure out who hated it and who loved it.

Those more fortunate folks who are wishing they were in high school again were most likely the most popular. The prettiest. The ones who got asked to all the dances. The cheerleaders, the football stars. Probably [Chase Hansen] in 20 years.

The worst--lets be honest. Those kids who struggle to make friends. The awkward ones. The ones who don't have any athletic ability. The people who you don't even know their name and you have gone to school with them all your life. These kids are working their butts off to become doctors, and in 20 years, they'll be a lot happier than they are now.

Where do I fit in? Who knows. My high school life is mediocre. I'm not the most popular girl ever, but I can't say I'm the nerdiest either. Sure, I had perfect attendance this term. No big deal. I didn't win the iPod.

To be honest, I like myself. I think I'm pretty. The boys may not, but as long as I have my hair and my smile, I'll get along fine. I am usually [very] upset the days I don't get asked to dances {have I mentioned I haven't been asked to one yet?}, but it doesn't really matter in the long run. I'm taking AP classes for no reason, falling in love with boys who I won't remember in a couple years [Chase Hansen], and trying out for sports.
But, school just drives me bonkers anyway.

I can't say I've slept alone in weeks.
Because every night, I'm thinking.
Thinking about homework.
Thinking about boys. [not Chase Hansen]
Thinking about my future.
I can't leave myself alone.
I worry over clothes. 
I stress over past conversations.
I fret about Christmas presents.
I create alternate realities.
I become my dreams.
{which is scary considering the dreams I have}

I'm just a {super ordinary} girl with nothing but a red coat from DI, indian boots, and auburn hair.

{super ordinary}--(soo-per awr-dn-er-ee):
                 *wonderful, beautiful, unique, eccentric, half-hipster, smart, happy, imaginative, loquacious, crazy, insane, self-conscious, musical, extraordinary.

I know..

I know I'm obsessed with the videos lately but..
This one had to be shown.
Merry Christmas America.