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| I'm stealing Janelle's idea: Bandfront: Can someone please tell me why the majorettes and rifles got their raincoats carried at the parade, but silks had to wear ours? Someone please explain this to me. Since WHEN do rifles and majorettes get special treatment by our two bandfront leaders, yet silks get tossed to the side? This isn't the first time it's happened, either. Ever notice how the other bandfront looks down on silks? "I hate twirling silks because it's SO easy!" You know what? Eff you. Just because you are a LITTLE BIT good in silks and can also do your thing, doesn't mean we silks aren't skilled, too? In fact, I'd bet we're even moreso. Can someone also explain why it is always ONE bandfront group that causes drama? Also, why is it that if someone tries out for a group and gets that position, they assume the attitude of that group as a whole? And why is it that majorettes and rifles each have the leader they're favored by, but silks have no one? It really does suck. Thusly, it seems like silks get less say and our opinions and views are heard less. Whatever happened to equality in bandfront? What happened to the "all or none" we hear so much about? Where the hell did we get the notion that if all three groups can't take their raincoats off, then two of those group get f*cking favored?? I'm SO glad I wasn't there, or I swear I wouldn't have been able to contain myself. Everyone might just say, "It's not a big deal, stop being so dramatic!" Yes, ONCE it's not a big deal. Or maybe even twice! But when the same exact thing happens several times throughout a season, I can't help but wonder when the hell things are going to look up for us silks. When will we have our leader to favor us and love us? When will we be the most respected section and not just be considered the "default" that everyone has to learn to get in? When will we stop being given the sucky people while the majorettes and rifles only take in people that ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING? Let me tell you, some things WILL change next year. You know why? Because Jana and I will make it change. We both are very passionate about our squad and how the silks are treated in comparison to others. Next year, my fifth year in bandfront, things will look up for the silks. We have to leave on a good note after all, right? (Note: This entry was not at all a stab at the majorettes/rifles/bandfront leaders, just stuff in general.  ) School: Since when is it a crime to talk to your boyfriend? Why is it that certain people can nearly make-out in the halls in that 4-minute period between classes, but I get yelled at by freaking Mrs. Marchetti for TALKING to my boyfriend? She walks up and asks Andrew if he's going to Kovach. He says yes. She then asks me where I'm going. Lunch, I tell her. "Go to your next classes," she says. Ok, um, since when are YOU the boss of what we can do between classes? If memory serves, talking is not on the list of activities forbidden in schools. Keep in mind, this boyfriend-nazi was also the one who made us step TWO FEET APART when talking before in the halls. It makes me so angry. It's not like we were lying on the floor, having a quickie before heading off to our class. We were talking, for God's sake!! Seriously, wtf. She is such a nice lady, but then between classes some evil spirit inhabits her that is a cold, heartless soul longing for love. This evil soul doesn't like to see two teenagers in love, and must cripple their fun whenever possible. Maybe that's an exaggeration, but oh well. This is a rant, I'm allowed to exaggerate. Well, Mrs. Marchetti, please forgive me for wanting to talk to my boyfriend for 3 and a half short minutes before he has to walk two steps to Mrs. Kovach and I have to go to lunch. It's not like our classes were hours away from where we stood. It'd take him 10 seconds to get to his class, and who the hell cares if I'm late for lunch? No one. I'm sorry, but if she thinks that two people talking at the end of a hallway is bad, she seriously needs a reality check. People: Nothing boils my blood more than having your "friends" talk about how you and your boyfriend will break up in college. Oh, yeah, AND talk about how their/their friend's/whoever's boyfriend is SO much better than yours. Well you know what? I love my boyfriend with all of my heart, so you can just go shove it. You guys have no idea about us and what love we have for each other, so stop making assumptions. Please don't hate on our relationship, because it's as loving as any relationship can get. As Janelle so lovingly put it, "Seriously, darling, green is NOT your color." Couldn't have said it better myself.  So please, stop being stupid and annoying. K? Thanks. Well, that's basically all of my angry thoughts piled haphazardly into one extremely long Xanga update. Enjoy!   /Kayla
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| GeekInThePink45: You know, I haven't used this <3 in SO long.
GeekInThePink45: I just realized that.
GeekInThePink45: So, Janelle.
GeekInThePink45: I <3 you.
GeekInThePink45: There. 
Juniebug008: Kayla... I totally <3 you back.
GeekInThePink45: =-O
GeekInThePink45: Cool. 
Juniebug008: Like you didn't know.  haha
GeekInThePink45: Psh, I know, what was I thinking? You remind me every night.
Juniebug008: Dude, do you wants fuzzy handcuffs or chains tonight?? ...'Cause I accidentally let the chains outside and they're rusting... :-\ Sorry.
GeekInThePink45: Aw, Janelle...I told you to take them out of the pool! I guess the handcuffs, then. We'll make it work.
Juniebug008: Okay... Fuzzy pink or silky blue?
GeekInThePink45: Hm...
GeekInThePink45: Whichever you'll be more comfortable in.
Juniebug008: ...Both, then.
Juniebug008: I mean, we can use one for hands, one for feet, right?
GeekInThePink45: Of course! Variety never hurts.
Juniebug008: And we should really make a pitstop at Passions Boutique again tonight... I lost my new dildo.
Juniebug008: (I CANNOT TYPE THAT WORD WITHOUT BURSTING OUT LAUGHING. lmao)
GeekInThePink45: lmao
GeekInThePink45: Don't tell me you flushed it down the toilet AGAIN! We'd better not have to call a plumber again, last time was embarrassing.
Juniebug008: Yeah, he really wouldn't buy the whole "It's a frozen hotdog!" thing.
GeekInThePink45: Yeah, considering it was quite warm.
GeekInThePink45: (Ew. )
Juniebug008: lmfao
GeekInThePink45: Maybe we can buy one to match your pirate outfit.
Juniebug008: With little skulls on it?
GeekInThePink45: Sure! 'Cause you know you can steal MY booty anyday.
Juniebug008: lmao
Juniebug008: Sweeeeet. No, we're not lesbians. We're just weird. | | |
| Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time. Come on, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me. Good, good now we're making some progress. Come on, just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat. And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well, don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen. Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention. I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives. **One think I enjoy about Panic! At The Disco is the fact that their song titles are so long and have nothing at all to do with the song, except for maybe one or two exceptions.  **So I figure it's time I update this thing, since it's been awhile. This'll be a random entry because I'm lazy. **I work at Subway now, but I'm sure everyone knows that. **So far the Indians are 4-2. Losers. According to sources, we still have a chance at Play-offs. God, I hope so, or I will lose complete faith in our school entirely. Haha. **I totally got selected into the rankings of people good enough for NHS. It's pretty awesome, I just hope I get in! **We have off tomorrow.  **I seriously have to get moving on my graduation project. Being a procrastinator is not a good life skill, I've learned. **Um...well that's all I can think of because I don't really feel like thinking too much at 10 in the morning on a Sunday. Haha. /Kayla *I love you so much, Andrew.  | | |
| Give me a reason to end this discussion, to break with tradition, to fold and divide. 'Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes, talking with strangers, waiting in line. I'm through with these pills that make me sit still. 'Are you feeling fine?' 'Yes, I feel just fine.' Tell me that you're alright, yeah everything is alright. Oh please tell me that you're alright, yeah everything is alright. Dude, guess what? My boyfriend rocks. After he comes and picks me up at work, he tells me to look in his glove compartment. There's a bracelet. I get home, he takes me to the kitchen and shows me something else. A little cake that says, 'Andrew + Kayla, One Year'. Then he takes me to Trainer's and then to the ice dam to walk around the lake and sit together near the water. I'm sorry, this was just a bit of a romantic gush post. I just had such a nice anniversary...I love him. Update some other time with more. I just had to get this out. /Kayla *I love you so much, Andrew. Thank you for a wonderful anniversary. | | |
| On my knees, I'll ask, last chance for one last dance. 'Cause with you, I'd withstand all of hell to hold your hand. I'd give it all, I'd give for us, give anything but I won't give up. 'Cause you know, you know, you know. I love you, I have loved you all along. And I miss you, been far away for far too long. I keep dreaming you'll be with me and you'll never go. Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore. So yeah, updates have been thin due to my lack of computer. Major events: School started. I like my classes overall, so yeah, nothing special there. (Except Chemistry is one of those classes where you kind of doze off and can't help but close your eyes every few minutes and then catch yourself when your head starts to droop. Yeah, so it kind of sucks.) First football game tonight!! It was raining, so we were in maroon and jeans. It was still great, though. Our show went well, I must say. I have to watch it on Channel 13, now. I hear I was on a lot. And of course, the Channel 13 guys were right up in my face when my ribbon got tangled around me. Now I'll be known as the stupid ribbon girl. Haha. Anyway, that's it for now, I suppose. /Kayla *I love you so much, Andrew. | | |
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