The stupid rambles of me because I dont know.

if you know me in real life (which i hope you don't) then you would know that i love to talk. well at least when i open up to people. i would sometimes describe it as a weakness that i overshare any chance i get and i definitely lie sometimes if i want to story to be cooler, but today it is not a weakness because i'm am going to make the irresponsible decision of sharing stuff with the internet. 

well the thing with jumping in without a plan is that you don't really know where your going with it so im just going to talk about tomorrow i guess.

tomorrow im going to go to thing 4 H speech thingie. 4 H is basically a group that mostly country kids join because there parents told them too and they raise an animal usually. the most common animal being cattle. or at least that's the most common where i live. also if you do 4H they will give you something to put on your resume. my least favorite thing about 4 H is that you have to write, practice, and preform a speech in front of honourable judges, ladies and gentlemen, fellow 4 H members, and guests. (the ones who get it gets it). 

i chose to write my speech on the superior subject of: 'The Character Of Nico di Angelo'. now i know that nobody else in my 4H group knows who Nico is and you might not either but i do not care. i wrote an amazing speech. i know that its amazing because my grandma said so. anyways tomorrow i actually have to say it in front of people who i aren't my little sister. (my sister is doing a presentation on pancakes btw). im really nervous but at least i have one friend in that crowd. maybe two if the other one shows up. 

my friends are Joce and Liz. (not their real names lol). im actually really lucky that i have friends in 4 H. usually its just you sitting alone at the meetings and stuff but this year i convinced Joce from my school to join 4 H and Liz thought i was cool enough to talk to. also not to brag but im the club reporter. well it was pretty easy because there like i think about twelve people in our 4 H group and most of them are small children. well except for these two old guys who somehow still qualify for 4 H. all i had to do is go up in front of people and tell them i can write and boom! now i am club reporter. but only for this year. 

anyways back to the speech. im going to die. the speech has to be over three minutes and i talk relly really fast so im going to die. so i have an idea of course. i mean im amazing, why wouldn't i have an idea? im going to dress super out there for the speech. and by super out there i mean a little gothic. for context i live in a small town smashed between countrysides and more small towns. and everyone is either just like their parents or just an either worse ass. well that not actually true because of me and like one other person i know. but i was raised but books and the four walls of my room so i was never raised by the asses. anyways im going to put a little purple lipstick on. maybe tease my hair, and where this one black shirt i got from my cousin. and i have some old fishnets i can turn into a fishnet shirt to put under this black shirt with eyes all over it. i will be enough 'satanic' that someones grandma will pass out maybe. anyways ill be officially that one weird girl! well i already am but the grandmas don't know that yet!

...and then im going to be isolated by my friends and il have nobody to sincerely talk to until 10th grade when i can go the the only highschool witch is in the slightly bigger town. and that's not till two years! but... its funny.

so, tomorrow im going to explain Nico di Angelo to a bunch of super religious country people while wearing crazy cool stuff that is going to make my grandma rose look at me disapprovingly!

anyways i somehow got bored of typing without you answering so byee. i might talk later when im bored again

-Ki