Doubley.

So... I've realized that in certain posts I sound like a drugged-up-melodramatic-crazy-ass-teen who must be on some type of shrooms whilst writing her blog or on ecstasy while doing the things she writes about.

And I'm perfectly fine with that. I swear to drunk I'm not God.

Something I'd like to clear up right now though: I'm completely sober at all times. For not only would it be illegal for me not to be, but also that I just don't roll like that. 'Kay?

Well Kayla, then why do you write and act so crazily?!

'Cause! 'Cause I can! And 'cause I'm that way! Ask anyone! Except I'm even more psychopath-esque than I've written about. Maybe I should be more psychopathic. Or, maybe I can be both... for those who like one way better than the other. Idk. Maybe I'll just have moments?

Anyway, I feel the need to tell you that there are way too many sounds going on in my room right now... I feel like I'm in a tornado or something. Or like a raging thunderstorm like you see in movies. Phenomenal. I could see me acting in one-a those.

The sounds I mean are my fan on high speed and my window open. It's just really dramatic for me I guess. You'd get it if you were here.

Oh. And I'm not psychopathic all the time. I can be a deep thinker and a ear when someone needs to talk. I like both ways of acting.

Speaking of acting... I'm gonna be auditioning for a play coming up! It's SHAKESPEARE! :D!!!

I love Shakespeare.

So it's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" and I'm auditioning with a monologue from "Much Ado About Nothing."

Every play I've auditioned for, I've known nothing about. And that record is still going.

Yeah. So it'll be amazing. I was a fairy in a parade today to advertise it. :) And then I sang at Laker Idol and didn't place but I don't care 'cause in my opinion their judging system is bullshizzle. Hurrah, run on sentence.

After that I went swimming in my clothes for the millionth time this summer and watched fireworks.

I said some interesting things at the fireworks show. My friend Jordan made a Facebook post about it:

At the fireworks:
"I think they should continue the helicopter rides during the fireworks." -Kayla
"That might be a bit dangerous, just saying." - Jared
"But even if you did die, how epic would that be? The obituary would be all 'died in a freak helicopter/firework accident.' AWESOME. You would be the talk in heaven!" -Kayla

A typical conversation with my friends :) Kaylee, Melanie, Jordan

I felt so awesome. And loved. Special too. It was a good thing. Being tagged is my favorite. And for a quote too?? LEGIT!!! I feel complete. For just a day.

OHMYFRICKENGRACIOUSGOODNESSTIEDTOGETHERINAWESOMESAUCE!

My friend Anna, just 2 seconds ago, tagged me in a post! OMRGGTTIAS! (acronym for above exclamatory statement.) It said "Kayla, I love you."

How nice is that??

Day made. Doubley. :D

(I prolly aughta explain the long exclamatory thing. That's like a bunch of my catch phrases put together so as to emphasize my excitement. :)

Creativity? Yep, that's the word for it.

I feel it's time you know what I do when I'm home alone.

When I'm not writing music or on Facebook or the phone, I do some entertaining things... without even trying sometimes. For example:

Last night, I was on the computer. There was this tiny bug that kept flying onto my screen, and it was starting to annoy me. It got to the point where it'd freekin' crawl all over the screen, completely distracting me from what I was doing. Thus, I decided that the bug had to die. *insert maniacal laugh here* I had to think quick before it got away, and a simple hand-swipe wouldn't do. So, I grabbed the nearest item (which happened to be a sock) and started randomly whacking my computer screen repetitively with all the rage I had for this evil bug. After I calmed down and stopped whacking my computer screen, I looked around huffing and puffing to see where my victim had fallen. When I couldn't find it, I looked around in the air. Psh, cmon... how could it have survived that?? I then heard a loud buzzing noise in my ear and I screamed bloody murder as flailed around. It struck revenge. And then it got away.

Maybe the interesting part is actually how I go about things...

But anyways, another example of my crazy antics happened just a few minutes ago. It all started when I got the idea to try and make a glove out of a sock. Don't ask. I cut it to look perfect, but I still wasn't satisfied. I wanted it to be green. So, I went into my basement in search of some dye. I needed something to put it in, and couldn't find any containers that I could throw out in case I ruined it. So I decided to use a bag instead. A Cheetos bag. But of course, I had to eat the Cheetos first. Okay, it wasn't a smart idea to use a Cheetos bag, I know. I ended up using a paint cup. But anyway, the real story is the Cheetos. So I started eating my little bag of Cheetos... and right away I found myself utterly unsatisfied. The last Cheetos I had had before the current bag had been flaming hot Cheetos. These were just regular. Well, I told myself that they just wouldn't do, so I went on search to make my Cheetos spicier. I searched through my spices around the house, not knowing anything about any of them except for one kind. I took the container out and sprinkled some on a plate. The pieces were too big for Cheetos. So I tried to crush them. I failed. But I put them in the Cheetos bag anyway and shook it. I then tried some Cheetos, expecting a pleasantly spicy treat. Nope. Boring.

I decided I'd have to venture off into unknown spices. I looked around in the cabinet until my eyes rested on some Chili Powder. In my mind, I was thinking "Hmm. I've heard of this stuff. It's gotta be hot enough." I then put some on a plate and tried some on my finger.

While I was chewing ice, I looked for some less spicy stuff. I tried this and that, but nothing worked. I decided I'd just put a bit of the Chili Powder on my Cheetos and try them, standing next to the freezer, just in case.

I nervously shook the bag and tried one of the newly flavored Cheetos...

Success!! It was delicious and perfectly spiced. When I finished eating my awesome amazing creative creation and telling the world of my genius, I looked down to see my fingers covered in orange from the Cheetos, with little spots of Chili Powder too. Excited, I licked one finger and waited for more yumminess to happen. A few seconds later, I realized that there was a bit too much powder and that my tongue was now on fire.

In a normal persons mind, this would be bad. For me, it became a game. I quickly shoved the other orange finger into my mouth and counted to see how long I could stand it. When I felt I was about to explode, I dashed into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of ice and quickly put it on my burning tongue, laughing at my own stupidity.

The good part? I'm amusing to myself as well as others. :) Hehe. So there you go, I find ways to entertain myself when I'm alone, and they often make decent stories to tell.

Note: Certain parts of these stories are more of a dramatization, but everything I write here happened.

Hello.

You've got some splainin' to do!

Yeah, so past few day's I've neglected this blog. I guess you could say I went on an emotional and mental journey. I guess?

Well, I wanted to write out my inner feelings in a creative and inspiring way. It's challenging. Thus, I wasn't on this blog. You see, I'm not going to share my deepest secrets over blogspot, for anyone who knows me can read them. Anyway, while I was off being deep and stuff, I had some fun time's in-between.

Huh. You think I'd remember everything I did in the past few days. Time to check Facebook. Ahh got it. So I'll start at friday since I don't remember thursday at all. So friday I remember having nothing to do, and I ended up going to this restaurant and seeing a band play. They were all older guys (quite old) but they were really great at what they did.

I found out from my dad that the guitarist might become my guitar teacher, which is exciting because then I get to learn more guitar. :D And this guy was real good. Oh. And later on that night I wrote the beginning of a song. :D

On saturday, I went shopping at a mall with Grace and Abby. We three being completely crazy, had an amazing time.

Real quick, just a note, I must fill you in that Grace and I have a summer bucket list. One of the things to do on the list includes having an "emo/scene/goth day" and a "gansta day."

I ended up buying a black beret, my gangsta shirt (obviously for gangsta day), a bright yellow tutu (for scene day), and purple hair dye (also for scene day).

FTW!

*cough*

It was exciting. We ended up coming back to my house after also buying frozen yogurt (me), cinnamon sticks (Abby), and pretzels (Grace) and taking pictures in our tutus. I'll post pics on here later.

Then I got home and sulked for reasons not known by you.

Today I played guitar hero for about 6 hours and then ate dinner with some family on the porch. Later on I went and saw fireworks (happy 4th!) and met up with a friend and caught up.

When I went home I played some piano, some guitar... sulked a bit...

And now I'm here. Hello.

Hurm.

Yesterday and today, I must catch up on.

So yesterday I was at my grandpa's to clean out some stuff over there. Yeah, that's about all I gotta say about that. OH! I made my grandpa a birthday card with eagles on it. He loves eagles. :)

Today I went to my youth group. I freekin' love my youth group. Why? Well because everyone there is amazing, it's fun, I love Jesus, and it's where I connect with him best. (And I think I get to be in the worship band coming up soon!) Anyway, they're doing this "My Life" series where certain teens out of the group make videos talking about their life. I might do it. It seems a bit nerve-wracking... they play it in front of the youth group. But I think it would be a really cool thing to do. So maybe.

Tomorrow I get to go to a beach/bonfire/sleepover with my CCC. (Comfy Couch Club. Group of friends. Long story.) And I'm SUPER excited because with them, I always have a crazy-ass time and its always fun. I shall blog about it at some point after.

This week's gonna be crazy though. Tomorrow I got the beach thing, friday I'm going to a musical with some friends in it, Saturday I got a grad party, Sunday is church and some other stuff. Phew! I love being busy. But I'll see if I'll get blog time.

'Till then, May bad luck always be at your heels, but never catch you.