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ABOUT HER!

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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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Finally posting. Been what, 3 weeks without blogging? I wish I could get like one week without my family being around. Like I can't stand this. All the yelling, cutting back on everything, changing everything, the rules, the constantly cleaning, just everything. I can't take much more of it, one day I'm just going to start screaming and just leave. I'm sick of all the bitching that goes on. I'm currently listening to my parents fighting, and I'm sure in about 5 minutes they're going to call me to do something for them. My brother rarely comes home anymore, my sisters always in her room. This isn't what my family is suppose to be like. All I hear is fighting and yelling. I hate this house. But seeing as how I have to stay home because my brother is always gone, I have to stay here and endure this place. My room is the only place I can stand to be in this house. I don't have my life as easy as some people make it out to be. People say I'm spoiled, and that I get everything I want. That is no where near true.


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