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Hey my name is Kayla. I blog because I want my memories kept. I don't blog daily, so don't bother to check every single day. I blog when I want to, so no complaining. Please, if a topic on my webiste seem's to upset you, deal with it silently and alone. Don't involve me. Be warned that this is my blog and be prepared that anything can be written so don't even bother complaining. I know most of my readers are from my school, if you are curious or have something to say about my blog, ask me online. I'd rather not be put on the spot and explain myself. I'd rather no one ask at all, but hey, people can be purpous. I have a few bestfriends, you know who you guys are. Enjoy your stay.



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Friday, December 5, 2008
Woke up at 1 in the afternoon today, turns out my mom already left,and I'm stuck babysitting my brat of a sister -_-. she started to like cry when i didn't make her any eggs. So I had to make her a taco, and she is like crying more because we're out of cheese. Girls ass is big enough.And she won't stop playing the damn Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus ;8. I'm trying to listen to my music loud enough but she keeps turning it up, and it's making me really anxious. And my dog is being a little rapist to my poor little cat steve. Bad day so far.

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