I can't stand how whenever you make a password now you have to add numbers in it - but everyone has different requirements
"there needs to be more then one number" "Can include symbols" "Symbols don't count but caps do" >.<
It makes me mad when I have to log in and out of things and it takes me 5 tries because I forget what their regulations are.

On a side note - we bought a TV today but the people who delivered it had no idea how to instal it. o_O Wth. We bought the tv from a tv store that said their employees all know how to instal these systems.

Now I have to edit/make a film about my bestest friend. I think I want it to be happy and sad at the same time. I hope I get points for making people cry/laugh.

Irrational but awesome!

Life is silly.
Trying to decide if I want to be rational and logical or irrational and happy.
Let you know further information by the end of next week on my decision.
Off to sell everything.
Except not everything.

Pizza, Complaining, Credits, Complaining,

I am going to attempt to blog more often - why - because I have nothing else to do with my life.

I have been on vacation sense mid-December and I have failed to do anything productive - except decide what I want to do with my life.

First off: first semester of college was terrible - Not terrible by normal college freshman standards. No. Terrible enough that if everyone I knew put their worst college experience in a pot and stirred it around for 20 minutes my first semester would still have been worse.
- Maybe I am over exaggerating. - But it was pretty terrible.
Where to start... Orientation: I made one friend who I proceeded to lose by the next day. Then we were supposed to go to lunch with our advisors - I was planning on skipping that day of orientation but figured meeting my advisor would be a good thing. My advisor did not show up (and they also announced that 50 kids did not have their advisor as a teacher .. I was one of those 50 kids) We paraded around for hours doing a scavenger hunt while my orientation leader was a self centered baby who wanted everyone to pay attention to her, then getting dragged to a lunch - by this time I was cranky, hungry and tired. They proceeded to have the lunch arrive an hour late, I stayed because they said I could eat something. No. We all get in line - and all they got were pizzas. And like 6 small salads- because I was at the end of a 300+ kid line I decided I mine as well take the 20 minute hike back to my dorm. - Yes there is no reason for me to complain about that, not that big of a deal. But the little things add up!. The next major thing we did or orientation was this "boat cruse" thing where they put us on a boat and drove around the harbor for a few hours in the freezing cold. - I didn't manage to find anyone I felt like talking to so I sat with one of my roommates the whole night as she texted her boyfriend. Oh yea. MY PHONE FELL OFF THE BOAT! Spash! Right into the Boston Harbor. So I asked the people in charge of the ship when we were going back because they kept giving us terrible times. It was probably 9pm at this point - they said they decided instead of 10 they want to go in at 11. >.< (Oh yea- Couldn't eat any of the boat food ether after them insisting they did and it would be a wonderful time just to get me to pay the 40 bucks to go)
First day of classes - low and behold they messed up my schedule. What I signed up for was not on there -so I go over to the registration office and they tell me "oh yeah. Some kids schedules got messed up but we didn't have time to tell them so we just gave them what was left" Thanks for the heads up. All my classes were alright -except my teachers were all crazy.. To make a long story short - I don't think I accomplished anything all semester.
So semester two class picking time rolls around - we were supposed to meet our advisors (again). They all had assigned rooms - but my advisor decided she wanted to do it in her office. So after absentmindedly wandering around the school I found her - she then told me she didn't know what she was supposed to be doing cos she never went to any of the meetings and she doesn't check her school email. Brilliant! So she signs my forms - later I figure out that the classes I signed up for don't exists because the school emailed us all the wrong information. My advisor failed to tell me this - thankfully my roommates happened to have good advisors. So the day comes where we are supposed to sign up for classes - so they use the freshmen as test dummys and try this new computer program. they happened to forget they have the worst server in the whole world - so it crashed. So I go up to the registration office in my pjs - along with 50 other kids and they keep trying to tell us it will be up soon - but every time it comes up it crashes because the next "wave" of kids tries to sign up. After spending 5+ hours in the registration office I got signed up for classes and had to run to my class.

I apologize for all the complaining but I need to get it out.

So aside from classes I have been trying to get out of paying a ton of money for a meal plan that I can't use because there is no food I can eat. First - the people I try to contact refuse to get back to me - once my parents get involved they say I have to do all of it - well I would have if they ANSWERED ME! So I got a doctors note - they decided that I still had to pay - so I got a second doctors note and told them I was not going to pay the meal plan money for the bill - they keep sending me a bill for the meal money now even though they got the letter. I am going to kick someone in the mouth if they send me another bill.

Now I am trying to get out of there asap because if I leave I will have too many problems: They are a pass fail school, They have their own "curriculum" that liberal art schools/universities don't have, it is cheeper than the other art schools I would go to, so if I leave I wasted a whole semester (year) of school. But they only let you take 18 credits a semester where I am - so I have to take summer/winter classes so that I can graduate early and then go to grad school because with out it I won't have a job >.<

Now on top of all this I don't have anywhere to live next year >.<

But I am done ranting for now.

Finals

They are this really stressful time of year where all you want to do is sleep and go home for vacation except you have a ton of work to do.
Two more days.
Sadly, I got an incomplete in my form study class >.<
I did pass every other class though.

I have decided their should be a movie about how ridiculous my life is.
Strange things always happen to me.
Or really good things will happen right after something really bad happens.
Such as not being able to go to the NYC afi show, yet then I was a runner up in the Zukin(pumpkin carving) contest thus winning a shirt.
My schools registration site stopped working right when I had to register for class, so I decide to run up to the registration office to kick some ass (I hope I can say ass here?). So I get there.. and there are about 30 - 40 other really angry kids that had similar registration times as I did. To make a long and painful story short, they ended up hand-registering people and ignoring the website thing, but I was still there for 3 hours. The good thing after that was I won a macbeth shirt via facebook. That was pretty cool.
I am sure there are several other examples but it is 8 am and my brain is not working properly.

I was required to write a blog for school. Go figure, I hope you don't mind it:

Sex, Drugs but no Rock and Roll? C is for Corruption:
My first day at Bishop Brady High School consisted of ridicule and antagonizing classmates. Why? I wore a black tee shirt that had a band’s name on the front. Someone forgot to tell me that this was unacceptable--at least to the student population. Needless to say that I stood out like a sore thumb. I can not consider myself a graduate of a Catholic High School, because this would require two things of me: A. to have gone to Catholic School for four years, and B. Accepting the practices and injustices of the Catholic School System.
After the first day of school, all students were required to wear the school uniform: navy, green or white polo shirt with either khaki pants or a plaid skirt all provided by the school. For some absurd reason, I still was known as the “Goth” kid; I just did not fit in with everyone else. The more I tried to find out why, the more I decided I did not want to be anything like them.
Corrupt is a good word to describe the teaching staff at a Catholic High School. Teachers do not need a teaching degree, all they need is to know someone important at the school and then they get a job. The gym teacher in 2004 was fired (for having sexual relations in the kitchen with the typing teacher), and was replaced by the principal’s son—a stoner who dropped out of college. He would come to class smelling like marijuana and alcohol and no one did anything about it. Why would they? Most of the kids were smoking with him.
This pot problem did not stop with the principal’s son; her daughter also would smoke like a chimney. I can not recall the number of times I would walk into the girls locker room and see her in the far corner with one of her “bffs” smoking some sort of drug combination.
Drinking and engaging in sexual activities on school grounds was also a common occurrence. What did the school do about it? Almost nothing. They tried to suspend kids for it, but once they found out the principal’s daughter and the vice principal’s daughter were involved they turned a blind eye. To make a long story short; Bishop Brady High School refused to report alcohol and drug use on the campus, thus breaking a few laws, and they refused to discipline anyone engaging in other activities that inappropriate for school.
Now, if these students were willing to engage in such activities at school, one can only imagine what they were willing to do in the comfort of their own home--or lack of comfort.
The thing that I, to this day, never understand was why people would disrespect their body, mind and their relationships just for a short “high”. People who need drugs and sex to make them happy need to start listing to better music.

I have decided that I am going to stop consuming dairy products for the week.. and slowly progress to vegan-ism.
It is kind of ridiculous how hard it is to find vegan food. It frightens me that they sneak animal by products into everything now a days. Especially things that one would think could be made with out animals. For instance: Marshmellows, skittles and almost all gummy candy has gelatin in it. This is not necessary.. But have you ever tried to find these products with out gelatin?
I can't seem to find them with out driving at least an hour to a specialty grocery store.
I think it is time for a change.

Have you?

Have you ever wanted something so bad and been forced to wait for it. Every day being teased by it.
This is how I feel with Crash Love.

It has been over three years since AFI's last album... And Finally we have a date for number eight.
I'm excited and impatient.


I am more excited about crash love than I am about college.

Graduation.

I graduated High School. 

No.. I do not feel any different than I did a few days ago. 

I do not feel older, wiser, free....er? 

Maybe slightly liberated.. Not really though..

It will probably hit me in a couple of weeks..

When I realize I only have to see people when I chose to see them.

This is going to be awesome.

A side note: I recently discovered how amazing cannoli-s are. 

The only down side is I am lactose intolerant. 

Life can be ironic. 

I have not written for a week, so Here are some updates:

Doctors never have answers.

High School girls can almost never be counted on.

Angry teachers who are losing hair do not enjoy being told they need rogane. (sp?)

Eating too much is a bad idea.

Letting someone pick you up and spin you around in a skirt is a bad idea.

Once one of your best friends stops using their nick name you feel lost in life. 

Psycho-analyzing people is entertaining but they tend to not like it.

Cancer is horrible in every way possible. 

Graduation is slowly approaching, and everyone is moving apart or clinging on to the strangest people. I do not understand  the point in any of it. Distance or clinging will not help the process at all, and it is not hard to keep in contact with people. Internet is a great thing. 

Or a horrible thing at my school. They are suspending kids for "cyber bullying" I am not really sure what that is though. 

I hope you all have a great week and I can attempt to update more often once I figure out what you want to hear.

How is your week going?

I do not understand why my health is so horrible. I feel like a hypochondriac, but I am not... I promise.

I have asthma, I'm lactose intolerant, I have hyper mobile joints, I have horrible eye sight and I am starting to think my ears are not doing so well due to too many shows.

I do not understand. Like really, if there is a higher power they just enjoy throwing illnesses at me.

I am going to the hospital on Monday so they can take pictures of my insides. Doesn't that sound like fun?

On the bright side, I am graduating in June.
All my school classes are wicked easy too.
Horray for having almost all art classes.

How is your week going?

For lack of a Title.

Hello everyone.  I am Kayla, and I figured it might be interesting on a "teenage" blog do have someone overly logical and rational. =] This is why I am here. I hope you all enjoy my odd stories and what-not. Feel free to say what you want and comment as you please. If you want me to never blog again, just tell me. 

You may need a slight bit of background information. 

- All of my classes are art classes except Gym and Writing Workshop

- I have horrible health issues and am always sick, yet I eat very healthy. (Veg)

- I talk before I think. 

- Favorite bands: AFI, the Cure, Tiger Army, exc.