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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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Monday, January 19, 2009
Yup so yesterday me and Erin went to Yorkdale to see Mall Cop. We ate fries with gravy and threw all of the gravy under the seats, =D. In the movie there was a bunch of preppy people being really fucking loud.. I wanted to throw Hyenas at there heads. Is that how you spell hyena? Oh whatever. But one of the preppy guys had an amazen name. Rochus. Pronounced Row-kiss. And through the movie I laughed so god damn loud, and insane. Through the whole movie me and Erin were making "That's what she said" jokes. Oh and I forgot to mention what happend at the bus stop after we left my house, I don't feel like going back to the beginning. Well at the bus stop, Erin was confused about what Chubaka was, then after 2 seconds of me trying to explain she's like " Oh is he the hairy thing from star wars?" Then she does the Chubaka noise so perfectly, then she runs down my damn street doing it. I lmfaoed. Then this big truck thing came down the road and she got it to honk then it went around the corner, and she wanted to thank it, so she ran down the street yelling "THAAANK YOU!!!" Like an escaped patient from a mental asylum. Okay back to the Yorkdale story. The mall closed at like 6 and we got out of the movie at like nine something, so we had to run around the damn mall, not inside, fucking outside, to find the subway. I got home at about 10 pm, and yeah, now I'm grounded for a week, because I came home at 10 pm. -_- fuck.

Yeah and today, I looked so fucking good. If it was possible I totally would have moelested myself. Well for the afternoon in gym class, me and Kike were trying to give eachother piggyback rides, and we failed so epicly, she kept sliding off my back, I was too scared to go on hers, becuase I've NEVER gotten a piggyback in my life. And after the like 5 time of trying to get Kike to stay on my back, I accidently bend over and she FUCKING FLIPS OVER MY HEAD, and we both end up on the ground laughing. I'm not even kidding, I swear she sommersulted over my head. And she finaly made it on my back for a piggybackafter the like 12th time. And she gave me my very first piggyback ride =D. Me and Lisa were in class listening to her Ipod and we were listening to What do you think about that from the Pussycat Dolls, and you know the part it goes What do you,what do you, what do you, what do you, what do you think about that in the middle of the vurses? Lisa was like " This sounds so Indian!" And I listened and it really did! It reminded me of the times when I went to my Nana's and me and my Uncle Roy would sit around watching like 56547 different Indian musicals.

Damn I wrote alot, I should stop now, so toodles!

Moe Lester


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