Okay, I know no one cares (no ones replied, so I take it no one cares. that's alright. I really don't mind), but I'm gonna tell this short story anyways. Okay, so when I was born. My parents named me Emma. After the first few days, they decided they didn't like it. So they changed it to Kate, or, as I go by, Katie. Nother Story. When I was a few weeks old. My mom put me on a couch. She went out to the kitchen for like five minutes. Bare in mind that she put a pillow between me and the floor. I rolled over and fell on the floor. Might explain why I currently have brain damage. Well, not legally, but I am very odd and crazy, so I blame it on that fall. Thanks for not replying, what would we say anyways?!

Heehee. That is all. I probably will not post in this anymore.