Dear Xanga,

I know I haven't been writing in here as I said I would be, but I do have my reasons.  For one, I've found another.  Yes, I've been cheating on my Xanga.  How sad is that?  But really, I'm not using this, because I've found one that I really love.  One which username I'm not posting here because it is..private.  Again, I'm sorry.  That apology was not to the Xanga itself, but more or less to the one or two people who might have read this..once or twice.

Yes, I am truly sorry.  It really is a wonder this lasted as long as it did.  If you really wish to keep up with my not-so-personal thoughts, my GreatestJournal username is BebeSternin.  Again, that's for the people, not the X.

So, I shall say good-bye, and let that be that.

-Kaitlyn

»You know what's sad?  When you get ready to make a mood theme for your GreatestJournal, and can't think of a theme.  You're first thought is Bebe!  but, then you're just like..no.  You think you can find enough pictures, but don't feel like doing the work.  And then you decide, that you don't feel like doing the work in general.  And then, you decide to just forget it in general and go check your email.

Or make another journal.

Such is my life.«

»I'm actually updating as a complete accident, but ah well.  I guess it's just as well.  Seeing how I just got like..2 more journals today.  lol.  Yeah.  That's the kind of dork () that I am.

Ask if you want to know.  Anyone I let read this, can read those.«

»Let me introduce you all to Happy Well-Rested Sick Kaitlyn.

Yes.  I'm sick.  But I am happy, and well-rested.  It's weird.  Ah well.«

»In just a few hours, I'll be completely cut of all Jr. Strings ties.  Yay!  That makes me really, really happy.  I hate that thing more then anyone will ever know.  Oh well.  It's almost over and done with.  In 24 hours I'll be able to say that.

Soon, Strings Academy will come to an end.  Which I'm torn about.  I love Strings Academy to death, but that means that I'll have so much more free time, and it also means that summer vacation is really, really close.  Which it is.  And I can't wait.

I have a feeling, that this is going to be the best summer ever.  I don't know why.  I don't have a whole lot to look forward to between The Campaign and The Divorce.  Especially since now, I don't care in the least about The Campaign because it won't effect me either way.  My dad will still have a job.  A good job nonetheless.  I'm not supposed to say anything, but it doesn't matter.

But, I will have dance and voice lessons.  Summer strings and longer private lessons.  Um, I'll have beach time and random sleepovers.  Yeah.  I love summers so much.  I can't wait.

I'm also thinking about getting a new online journal.  One that NO ONE reads..I have my GJ, but people actually read that.  But whatever.  I'm going to get yet another journal.  Whoopee.  Note the sarcasm.

That being said, I think I'll leave in search of that new journal.«