Copy and Paste Title... and DANG THOSE TYPOS!

Well, I was all set to just copy and paste my blog from 'lifeonshuffle', which, I admit, is not very creative. However, the copy/paste thing didn't work. So here we go.

Yes, I had the flu. No, it was not the swine flu. I'm not that interesting. I'm extremley annoyed with both my manager at my job and my flash drive. The manager got annoyed with me for not showing up to work when I wasn't told I had to show. The flash drive won't work on this computer and I have a project due tomorrow. :(

Howe'er, I got to ride "The CrotchRocket" (think dirt bike, but smaller). And I got to shoot a gun. BB gun, but it counts, okay?

Well, that's all for now, I suppose.
And I can;'t tyope. SEE?!?!?


With love,
Kayla

"Saying 'You're lame.' is kind of like saying 'You walk with a limp.' Yeah, whatever. So does 50 Cent. He's done pretty well for himself." (If you're confused: Youtube>>vlogbrothers. Happiness awaits you there.)

Today has been fantastic!

It really and truly has. I've been able to relax with my best friend, and it's been great! We took lots of crazy pictures, and we completley enjoy being insane. I've talked to the guy that I like. I understood Calculus. The only thing hindering today is the fact that I can't get past the first level on The Sims. Hahaha.

Yours,
Kayla

"Who could refrain that had a heart to love, and in that heart, courage to make love known?" William Shakespeare

Just Another Day in Teenage Paradise

Sort of, but not really.

Basically, I have no calculus homework, and that makes me beyond happy. Today was just (for the most part) a really good day. I'm trying to think of something witty to write about, or some thought-provoking question, and I seem to be coming up with nothing...

Please, if anyone has suggestions, let me know.

Kayla

"The strongest memory is weaker than the palest ink."--Chinese proverb

Rantings of a Teenage Mind

What I've noticed about life recently is that some people don't ever get what they want, but only because they refuse to work to get it. There are so many people who I hear complain about how they're not getting the job, or the grade, or the whatever that they want, but only because they refuse to work and try for it. For some reason, I'd never noticed this before, and now that I have, it drives me insane. If you don't work for what you want, what right do you have to complain about how your life isn't working the way you want it to?
The question of the week (if anyone cares to answer) is: What are your "pet peeves"?

For now, that will be all.

Yours, most truly,
Kayla

"Yes, you know enough of my frankness to believe me capable of that. After abusing you so abominably to your face, I could have no scruple in abusing you to all your relations." --Jane Austen: Pride and Prejudice.