Filming and Fishing

Dear Sydney,

So, my Creative Writing class and I, along with like three other people outside the class, are filming a movie we created for a grade tomorrow. It's a scary movie, too. I die in it by having an extension cord choke me to death. YAAAAY DEATH. I am way excited. Should you be this excited to die? Don't think so...

I don't know what else to say in here except today was a good day. The boy I like (I call him "Fishing") paid a great deal of attention to me for once and it was quite wonderful. Pathetic how Fishing can make my entire day just by making fun of my height...

He's also in this scary movie... hehehe... so that makes tomorrow even more fun.

This blog was pointless. Oh well. If I think of anything actually cool and not dork-worthy, I'll add to this.

KBYE.

Love,
Kaylee.

Wanted: Flashdrive

Dear Sydney,

So I definitely have realized today I tend to lose everything of importance to me in my life at some point. For example, I had a flashdrive for school at the beginning of the year... it mysteriously disappeared. Now, my new flashdrive has disappeared. I have no clue where it is, and it has two of my essays on it, that were due today, but um, it was missing so I got permission to turn them in tomorrow.... screw my life, yeah?

Yeah. I'm screwed. I have no idea where the effer is. I SWEAR I put it into my purse before I left. Some point in two hours from being in my computer to the school, it flippin' vanished. Honestly. I hate my luck.

I lost my best friend basically for some really unknown reason (we don't talk anymore?), I lost my boyfriend that I fell in love with a zillion years ago, I lost a lot more friends after the boyfriend thing, and now my flashdrives disappear that have a bunch of my writings on them...

I suppose the next thing I'll lose is either my computer, camera, or pictures on my computer.

Dear God. Another reminder that I need to upload a crapload to photobucket or somewhere safe so my computer doesn't just wipe three years worth of pictures from my hard drive.

AHHHHHH.

Okay, my rant's done. Surprisingly I'm still pissed, though. Usually rants help somewhat.... but, no.

I better effing find the stupid thing by tomorrow or I will be absolutely livid.

Love,
Kaylee.

P.S. I started Twilight today. It is fabulous. I'm already halfway through because I'm such a dork. Edward can go ahead and jump out of the book and slip an engagement ring on my finger. Really.

EDIT: I found the flashdrive. Hidden under my bed sheets. How the eff it got there is beyond me. As much as I love my writing, I wouldn't sleep with it. Hahahaha. That was lame. Okay, bye.

Headache, ow.

Dear Sydney,

I have a freaking headache and I'm pretty mad about absolutely nothing.

Oh, wait, nevermind! I am mad about something! Let's see.

My mom decided to hog the computer from when I got home till about 9:30 when I have TWO ESSAYS DUE TOMORROW. WOOOOOOO. My head hurts like it's gonna explode like a volcano of stupidity. And I don't even know what to write on these essays anymore. I'm seriously considering being like, "Sorry, Mr. G, the Bolshevik revolution really doesn't pertain to my interests and even if it did, my mom wouldn't care because she was on the computer for like five hours and I don't write on PAPER!! So I didn't do the assignment. Go ahead, BITE ME!!!!!"

Except, saying that would probably hurt my grade on these essays. Not that they're going to be getting good ones anyways.. ha.

I had my first ever job interview today. I won! Well, won being that I got hired on the spot. I don't start until May 19th, though. Yeehaw.

Yeehaw? What drugs am I taking?

Soooooooo.... this boy I like is starting to make me mad. Um, yeah, I feel like shoving my head into a blender or something. It really shouldn't make me so angry because he has a girlfriend, but I hate the fact that I don't exist anymore when we used to be such good friends. I'm sure his girlfriend hates me and that's why he will barely look at me... but eh... It just makes me sad since his constant teasing makes my entire day, and will usually keep a smile on my face the rest of the day even when I'm running my ass off in the mile in PE, which generally, is not smileworthy, only ouchworthy.

If this is how he acts in school, Lord knows I'll NEVER see him after school ends.... so... I'm really gonna miss the kid.... a lot. Kinda depresses me...

Oh my God, great. Now I'm all sad thanks to graduation in a few weeks.

SHOOT MEEEEEEEEEE.

I'm just gonna go before I start getting a lot more mopey...ish.

Love,
Kaylee.

Ebenezer

Dear Sydney,

You know what really miffs me off?

When people cannot, for whatever Godforsaken reason, compliment you for shit.

Well, okay, not for shit literally, because, hello, no one is ever going to look at some crap you just took in a toilet and be like, "Oh, that's a marvelous piece of shit!" or whatever. But honestly. Lately one of my friends is driving me crazy.

For the last two months, complimenting me seems to be a problem. Like, everytime I get something new, like a shirt, headband, pair of shoes, etc... or my bangs cut shorter... well... she can't compliment me. She's never had this problem before, she's one of my closer friends, except not anymore because I found out some wonderful stuff she did to me two years ago behind my back with my ex boyfriend like a wonderful friend would!!! :).... er, that's another story.

So, yeah, I got new Converse. I was like "YAYA aren't they cute?!"

And she does this weird laugh thing that's like, "Hehhhh."

A week later, my bangs got cut. I was like, "Aww, I love my new bangs!"

And she says, "Hehhhhhhh."

I get a new headband, she says, "I have that."

I get a new t-shirt, she says, "I was gonna get that."

I got my prom dress. I said, "It was 400 dollars."

She says, "Well, mine was 450."

Wtf. Life is not a competition?!?!

I really wanna slap her. Or just be like DOUBLE TEE EFF?!?!

Honestly. The girl is giving me a migraine. Arghhhhhh. And someday I'm going to work up some courage that I don't have to confront her about what she did with my ex boyfriend. Seriously. That bugs me so much. I think about it everytime I look at her. How shady is this? My boyfriend of a year and a half broke up with me, I'm devastated, I run to this girl for help in like the middle of the night every time I needed her. She would comfort me and get me through it... and then... I find out she decides like an airheaded bitch, "Oh, hey, it's not like Kaylee still loves him, so I'm gonna put my mouth on his penis!!!!!!!!!!!! YAAAAAAY!!"

Oh my God. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

There are some things in my life I do not quite understand.

And I have my first job interview tomorrow at the bookstore. Screw me sideways on a bench in the park. Not really. Cause.. well, no.

I am too stressed to think anymore at the moment. I'm going to go be a vegetable version of Ebenezer Scrooge... How the hell do you spell Ebenezer anyways? It sounds like a sneeze or something... Ebakneezer? Whatever.

Bah humbug.

Love, Kaylee.

1, 2, 3, Boys Kill Me!

Dear Sydney,

Haven't wrote in here in a long while. Oops.

So, I'll just get through the basics of how the boy things are lately.

1. Jon, my 'best guy friend I happen to like', kinda screwed me over. Since he broke up with his girlfriend in December, he made out with me at the end of January. Which was beyond exciting, and so cute because he first kissed me at my school's dance during the last song. It was so cute. Ahhh. But wait, I'm mad at him. So, not cute. He is Jon the Jerk.

So, then we made out again in March at his hizzouse even though he was sick, but he had to kiss me I guess because I am too cute. Bwaha. Can't say I disagree. Pahahahhaa, okay, shutting up... But he's a jerk pretty much because he hasn't talked to me in like two/three weeks now. So.... story of my life, right? YAAAAAAAAY SUCKY STORY OF MY LIFE!!!

2. I'm pretty positive that I'm completely over someone. I feel free. :) I know I've said that about a zillion times, but I think I actually mean it for once. I'll always love the kid, but I'm no longer in love with him because I've stopped thinking about him a looot. My mind is focused on way more important things. And when I do see him or think about him, it's in a weird sense I can't explain. Most of the time, it's like, "Holy hell, I dated that?!?!?" hahaha. I'm a poophead meanybutt.

However, the only thing, though, is he wrote me a letter two years ago that I never read because it's in this envelope of letters I can't read until the week of graduation. It was a project in sophomore year to "write a letter to yourself" and you could also have people write YOU letters. So I made him write me one. I have no idea what it says on it, and I am a little wee bit worried. Eek. He wouldn't tell me at that time what he wrote on it either... But other than that, no thoughts of him whatsoever. YAY MEEE!

3. I'm falling really hard and fast for someone I've known for just about FOREVER. All we do is argue and insult each other, and I realized just about two months ago how much this always manages to make me smile and laugh, which is exactly what I want in a guy. Problem? He has a girlfriend. Surprise, surprise, since when do I like people I can actually have? Oh, that's right, never!!! YAY ME!!!!

And his girlfriend would be the sweetest girl in the whole school. Of course. She can't be a witch with a b. That would be the end of the world, of course. And he's had to be dating her for the last freaking YEAR AND A HALF. So... whatever.

Oh, and I 'dated' him in eighth grade, if you call holding hands a total of four times in seven months a relationship. pahahahhaa. We were really just good friends I guess. But yeah. I really like him again for some reason. And I think I always kinda have the more I think about it, I just didn't know it... like, my friend at the beginning of this year was like, "We do have some cute senior boys in our class, now that I think about it. TJ's one of them." And I got, like, really pissed off about it when she said that and was like, "No he's not! TJ's not cute!!!!" hahahaha, but yes he is. So, the signs of me still liking him have been there since we broke up about four years ago, hahaha. Screw my life.

Here's a rhyme summarizing the opposite sex: 1, 2, 3, boys kill me!

Yeah, basically it. I plan on updating more regularly. Hopefully.

KBYEEEEEE.

Love,
Kaylee.