Thursday, July 05, 2007

Lost and Found.

This is just a quick update. I'm on a break from dancing until the 21st, I work 8-4 Monday-Friday, my Australian friend Scott is here, and I miss all of you. I understand that you're not as close with me but I still really miss you all. Especially the person whose decision it was to take a break from me. Sorry, I'm rambling. Bye.

kjh

Friday, April 27, 2007

Left and Leaving

Hello, folks. This year was, for many of us, more social than academic. I was no exception. My marks have suffered a bit because of this, and so I have come up with a new plan of action for next year. I will buckle down and work hard, as well as only go out one weekend a week. I know it sounds crazy, but I really need to change how I do things if I want to get into Education. Please support me in my decision. Thanks, guys.

Peas,
Kayla

Friday, April 20, 2007

And for my comeback post...

I would like to talk to you all about my dear friend, Jordan.

He is a pretty neat guy. I enjoy hanging out with him. I think I see him more than my family. This one time, I was smoking in an alley and a posse of ninjas happened by, and seeing my poofy hair and gangstah makeup, decided to steal me. Jordan then proceeded to wrap me in a coccoon of telekinetic energy and fling me onto a buildin for safety while he out-ninjaed the ninjas. True Story. Also, this other time, we were paddling down a river and our canoe vanished out from under us because an evil warlock was playing tricks. Jordan grew 100 feet and carried me the rest of the way down the river to narnia, which was our destination.

In conclusion, I LOVE A&W.

Kayla.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Hit Me Baby...

Hello, blogfriends. After the dour post I made on the 11th, I decided to write about something else that greatly disturbs me: Britney Spears.

As many of you know, I was quite upset when Brit shaved off all of her hair. I have been thinking about this a lot since it happened, and I have come up with several conclusions about it.

1. She is feeling hurt and sick inside, and subconsiously wanted to look hurt and sick outside. As Alex said, Brit is the embodiment of "The American Dream". She came from a small town with nothing, and then completely took over every niche of pop culture, (I should know. I own and love her Fantasy perfume.) As we've all read in the tabloids, stardom is stressful. I know I sure wouldn't like to have every aspect of my private and personal life chronicled. After her very public divorce from K-Fed and her rampant partying with Lindsay and Paris, she said "Fuck it" and made a bizarre choice. She is hurting, and wants the world to know it.

2. She wanted media attention. Any attention is good attention, and with her career in the toilet, she wanted to create a buzz and have people look at her again. She wanted to show the world how crazy she is.

3. She wants people to think she's totally fucked up so when she releases her comeback album (fingers crossed!) and is back to the 'not-so-innocent' Brit that we know and love, everyone will applaud her for getting back on track.

Regardless of what she is attempting to accomplish with her behaviour, she is getting attention. She IS accomplishing something. If I didn't care would I be writing about it? All I know is, I don't like her music but I respect her ability to consume my thoughts while I'm laying in bed trying to fall asleep. Keep up the good work, Brit!

kjh

Sunday, March 11, 2007

So If You're Crazy...

In case any ofyou haven't noticed, I've been unpredicably moody lately, swinging from being regular, happy Kayla to sullen, angry Kayla in a matter of minutes.

I figured I should probably come clean as to the reason.

As most of you know, my birthday is coming up. On March 20. Also, as most of you know, I hate birthdays. Especially this one. I know you're just thinking, "Oh Kayla, get over it", but I can't. I wish I could. I don't want to get old. I've cried myself to sleep almost ever night for about 3 weeks. And today, my mom mentioned going birthday shopping to me and I bawled for an hour.

In other words, I have been in god-awful moods because I am turning twenty. I'm surprised I'm not sobbing as I write this. I'm an emotional wreck because I am absolutely scared shitless of my birthday. I can't even put into words the dread I feel. I know it sounds silly, but it IS me, after all.

Bear with me. Hopefully I'll be better soon. Now you all know what's been going on with me. Thank you for you patience.

kjh

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Trapper Keepers

Hello, blogfriends! I felt it was time for an update.

First, I would like to apologise for being so moody lately. I'm a fairly emotional person, but the past couple weeks have been a bit extreme. I don't know why I've been feeling so weird, but I'm feeling better now.

Second, I would like to thank Michelle for being an awesome friend. We had a bit of a 'falling out' but we got over it, so it's all good. Details are now irrelevant, so don't bother asking.

Anywho, things have been pretty uneventful and I don't really know what to write about (what else is new?). I'm wearing a dress over pants today and I'm feeling pretty hip. I don't usually feel hip, so I'm kind of excited.

Also, wtf is up with Britney Spears? It pretty much broke my heart when she shaved her head. I know it's lame to feel sad for celebrities, but my heart totally goes out to Brit.

Alright, I feel that is enough rambling. Peace out.

kjh

PS: Download:

Radiohead - We Suck Young Blood
Aquabats - Pool Party

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Lover, I am loveless.

*deleted*

I was in a bad way. Disregard this.

kjh

Friday, February 23, 2007

Update for Jordan.

FINE! I'll update.

Ok, here goes...

Kayla=single (whoo!)
School = good
Dance = good

That's pretty much it. I am a very boring individual. Oh, the song "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne was totally written for me. Here are lyrics:

Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way! I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me
No way! No way! No it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend


You're so fine
I want you mine
You're so delicious
I think about ya all the time
You're so addictive
Don't you know what I could do to make you feel alright?
Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious
Hell yeah I'm the motherfucking princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!

Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way! I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me
No way! No way! No it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend

I can see the way, I see the way you look at me
And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again
Now come over here, tell me what I want to hear
Better yet make your girlfriend disappear
I don't want to hear you say her name ever again (And again and again and again!)


She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!


Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way! I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me
No way! No way! No it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend
In a second you'll be wrapping around my finger
Cuz I can, cuz I can do it better
There's no other
No one can this thing, I can
She's so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!

Holy Kayla song. w3rd. Peace.

kjh

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Summer Shudder

Listen when I say, when I say it’s real.
Real life goes undefined, why must you be so missable?
Everything you take, makes me more unreal.
Real lines are undefined, how can this be so miserable?

Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain (burn!) you turned away

Listen, I can't make, make a sound or feel
Feel fine, I kissed the lies. Why must they be so kissable?
Listen as I break, break the fourth wall's seal.
Gorgeous eyes shine suicide, when will we be invisible?

Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain (burn!) we burnt away
Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain (burn!) you turned away

This is the fall, this is the long way down
And our lives look smaller now, and our lives look so small.
(Let me hear you crying)
This is the fall, this is the long way down
And our lives look smaller now, and our lives look so small.

Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain (burn!) we burnt away
Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain (burn!) we burnt away

Under the summer rain (burn!) I burnt away
Under the summer rain (burn!) you turned away

Monday, February 05, 2007

Two Weeks in Hawaii

You've got your airplane
And I've got the plain air of here
You're gone and I've gone insane
Oh when will you reappear
I'm just some new kid
Who can't get his mind off of you
And I know that it's stupid

Cause you've got Hawaii
And I've gotten no letters from you
I should stop whining
Cause its only been a day or two...
I don't know what you did
But you got me to fall for you
I know its stupid

Your family's rad and I
Wish that they were here today
But they're thousands and thousands of miles away
I felt so bad when your mom
Caught us eating ice cream in your
Room at three in the morning
Cause I'd hate for her
To not want me around her daughter cause my heart stops every time

You've got Polaroid
And you even know how to rhyme
I'd be overjoyed
If we could just hang out sometime
I don't know what you did
But you got me to fall for you
And I know that its stupid
But you know that I try

Your drawing's rad and I
Put in on my wall and I made
Sure it wouldn't fall cause if it did
My straw wrapper might tear
And there would be no knot and I would
Feel like I'd been shot right through the heart
And I'd fall apart but I'd remember how
My heart stops every time

You are so special
I just hope that we can be friends
I'll wait forever
But I guess that it all depends
On you and yours
So come on and dance with me
Cause you are so special

I hope that this makes you smile
And you might stay that way for a while
Cause you deserve every grin that you get
And you'll get em a lot from me
Uh ho, uh ho

You are so special
I just hope that we can be friends
I'll wait forever
But I guess that it all depends
On you and yours
So come on and dance with me
Cause you are so special

And my heart stops every time

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Super Freak!

English: This post is going to be typed as a 12-year-old AOLer would write it. Not much is really new with me, other than school, work, and dance. It is kinda sucky. Oh well. School is pretty neat. We are learning about Anarchy in my Philosophy class which is pretty baddass. I don't really have much else to say.

AOLer: THES POST SI GONG 2 B TYP3D AS A 12-YAAR-OLD AOLER WUD WRIET IT!!11111! WTF LOL NOT MUCH SI RILLY NU WIT ME OTH3R THAN SKOOL WORK AND DANCE!!!!!1 OMG WTF IT SI KINDA SUKY!1111!!! LOL O WEL!!1!11 LOL SKOOL SI PRATY NAAT!!1!1!!! WTF LOL W3 R LEARNNG ABOUT ANARCHY IN MAH PHILOSOPHY CLAS WHICH SI PRATY BADAS!!!!1!!1! LOL I DONT RILLY HAEV MUCH 3LSA 2 SAY!!1!!! WTF

The site for this translator is> http://ssshotaru.homestead.com/files/aolertranslator.html

Enjoy!

kjh

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Radiohead - Creep

When you were here before
Couldnt look you in the eye
Youre just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
Youre so fuckin special

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

I dont care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When Im not around
Youre so fuckin special
I wish I was special

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

Shes running out again,
Shes running out
Shes run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
Youre so fuckin special
I wish I was special...

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.
I dont belong here.

Monday, January 15, 2007

All you sucka MCs ain't got nothin' on me!

Ok. New post time. Nothing new is really happening. I am, however, very excited to go to the Saskatchewan Youth Summit with Jae and Nathan as well as volunteer at Telemiracle with Jae and Nate. It should be a fantastic time.

As many of you know, my birthday is coming up. March 20, to be exact. This greatly depresses me. I will be turning 20, which is far too old. On the day of my birth, I shall get obnoxiously drunk and cry the entire night. You have all been warned.

Anywho, I'm doneskis. I'm sorry, Jordan. I know it is the shortest thing ever. Please continue to love me as you always have.

xoxo
kjh

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

These Hands Were Meant To Hold

Shalom! Long time no type! My winter break was awesome. For the most part. Apart from a few 'incidents' with Tyson and I, things were swell. I partied and worked lots, which ruled. I don't really know what else to type. I have nothing of interest to say. Maybe I'll try again later. Peace out, A-Town!

kjh

PS: Jordan and Alex are toootally the hottest guys around.