Please Lord, please stop taking people away.

News of Whitney, She was no best friend, but I think her family deserved a little more of her than just that.

Julia, Whitney and I gossiped like Baptist church ladies the last year of high school. And when she asked me to pluck her eyebrows for prom, that was funny.

I am here in New Mexico, going to college. We are the only girls on the floor, my suite mate and me. We both have our own rooms too. And, we get along like peas. Only problem, all the boys on the floor come and hang out in our rooms. My theory is because our rooms smell nice, where as Mike's smells like dirty boxers. We also have a british group down the hall. I like them because it reminds that I am not the only one away from home.

Pueblo life...

I, like Katy, am looking for pin pals. Jordan and I started our love letters. I miss him (-------------this much----------------)
if not more.

Anyone, because I will entertain you with loving, whimsical, sad, and heart filled letters. Promise.

love Karen