I’ve been doing some reflecting, and I feel it is my obligation, nay, calling in life, to blog about it. But first, I need to collect my thoughts into coherent sentences. Because if I tried to write about it at this moment, it would be various four letter words with some nouns and possibly adjectives intermingled. So instead I will chronicle my Spring Break, thus far. Since I know the three people who read this are totally interested.
Friday of:
1st period – turned in JRP, spent the rest of the period freaking out about chemistry test. Ignored the video.
2nd period – also spent freaking about the chemistry test. Took half hearted Guerra notes, rejoiced when there wasn’t a quiz. Oh, a replacement Cometa! Adorable. Thanks, Lautaro!
3rd period – spent studying chem, was generally annoyed by all the people in Stats. Katie wasn’t there, thus making the hour 67x worse
4th period – counted 12 students present out of our 30+ student class, scored a 3/50 on aforementioned test, momentarily lost concentration when one of those stupid stinkbugs landed on my test.
5th period – was generally annoyed by the discussion in class. Somehow, we left English, went to the counseling office, and “Honors English 3” because “(insert last name here) family hour”. Most of the time, these students who just want to hear themselves speak about their problems at least TRY to weave in a pertinent point to our discussion. But Friday’s was a chorus of “well, my situation is…” and “in my case…” Maybe this is what Seibel was going for, but I was sitting there refraining from rolling my eyes at almost every case. Does this make me a horrible, insensitive person? I dunno, maybe. Or maybe it just makes me someone who doesn’t want to hear about how your parents pushed you to cheat. Because they didn’t.
6th period – watched the seconds tick by. Was embarrassed when Paul looked over and saw my drawing on my forearm with my pencil. And was even more embarrassed when I had to erase it to his snickers.
Saturday:
Finally!! Spring Break had come. And yet, I ended up waking up at like, 8. Drove to Julie’s Doughnuts and then to the library to get “Bel Canto”, as per Katie’s suggestion. Fast forward to the airport, where I was standing in line to board, this idiot couple was being…stupid and idiotic. I made the mistake of taking off my ipod and heard them talking to the woman behind me, who was only prodding their idiotic-ness. Highlight of the conversation: “Well, we’ll be getting off before you do”. Some of you might be wondering what this provocative, albeit retarded, resulted in. Let me tell you. Wait, not like that. Anyways, I see the stupid guy get out of his seat and go to the bathroom stall, then walk back and wink and smile to his wife? Fiancée? Girlfriend? And then I threw up all over the seatback pocket. And then the flight attendant said, excuse me ma’am, that’s what those little white bags are for, and I said, I know, but I’m sorry I couldn’t control it, you see that disgusting couple over there is trying to join the mile high club, and then she was like, well are you going to clean that up? And I was like no, and she started getting angry, but then we landed and I skeddadled.
Saturday – Tuesday: was generally annoyed by so much family time spent together, but it was nice to have Aly there, and the shopping, oh the shopping. So fantastic. Almost a reason to live in Palm Springs. Almost.
Wednesday: cracked my knuckles, in front of the bo-puter, in an effort to get ready to blog, but then realized all my thoughts were everywhere. Like that game “Canal Control” on my cell phone, I need to arrange the pipes before letting the water flow. So I will now complete an “all about me” survey before I go take a shower and think. Enjoy.
My name is: Kyla. Fun Fact: my parents thought I was going to be a boy, so they picked “Kyle” and then when I surprised them, they changed the “e” to “a”
My birthday is: September 23rd
My ipod is: blue, mini, and biased when on “shuffle”
My crush is: Mraz
My attitude is: sarcastic and critical
My music is: anything involving a man and one of the following: a guitar, drums, or a piano
My TV show is: Arrested Development, The Office, Futurama. Guilty Pleasures? Friday Night Lights, Best Week Ever, What Not To Wear, ANTM
My hair is: uncooperative
My handwriting is: varied. I capitalize random letter when I feel like it
My favorite lunch meat is: cracked pepper turkey!
My kids are: aborted
My journal is: lost. Actually, I guess this blog kinda took its place
My cereal is: Quaker oatmeal squares.
My ice cream is: Thrifty’s insanely cheap ice cream
My current song is: Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5
My best feature is: physically? Probably my smile. I find smiling gets me pretty far. Not physically? I’d say I’m a pretty good friend.
My life is: privileged.
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4 comments:
arrested development is by far the funniest show i've ever seen. every few months i just watch the entire show straight through andiloveit.
i loveeeee youuuu kylaaaaa.
tho i will say you stole my a) throwing up at the disgust of something and refusing to clean in up and b) the rant about therapy hour.
but it was hilarous nonetheless.
and i still love you :)
oh and i laughed at the "three people who will read this" line :)
oh kyla, i love how i can hear you talking this blog in my ear.
wtf does that mean? i don't know. still a commendable performance.
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