<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:51:47.620-07:00</updated><category term='Jason Aldean'/><category term='Urdrih'/><category term='planners'/><category term='Journalism'/><category term='Tom Brokaw'/><category term='David Beckham'/><category term='Yankees'/><category term='Hug'/><category term='Lord of the Rings'/><category term='Burn After Reading'/><category term='Miller'/><category term='Mike Bibby'/><category term='NBA'/><category term='UNR'/><category term='Sparks Tribune'/><category term='Kickball'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Everybody&apos;s Scoring Tonight'/><category term='Shaq'/><category term='Giants'/><category term='Sacramento Kings'/><category term='Oakland'/><category term='NBA Finals'/><category term='work'/><category term='MLB'/><category term='rant'/><category term='Artest'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='JT O&apos;Sullivan'/><category term='Sartre'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='Farmer&apos;s Market'/><category term='Skydiving'/><category term='college'/><category term='I survived a Japanese Game Show'/><category term='Shawn Johnson'/><category term='school'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Wipeout'/><category term='French'/><category term='Kobe'/><category term='construction'/><category term='Spanish Springs'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='Ikea'/><category term='Roseville'/><category term='Kings'/><category term='Boston Red Sox'/><category term='the west wing'/><category term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><category term='NCAA'/><category term='stupid computers'/><category term='Lost'/><category term='softball'/><category term='Trigger'/><category term='MLS'/><category term='Dustin Pedroia'/><category term='Landon Donovan'/><category term='night life'/><category term='Nastia Liukin'/><category term='Reno'/><category term='Drews Brees'/><category term='Kobe Bryant'/><category term='The Biggest Loser'/><category term='South Park'/><category term='Kayla'/><category term='Batman: The Dark Knight'/><category term='Viggo Mortensen'/><category term='Charles Darwin'/><category term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><category term='Dallas Cowboys'/><category term='Gilmore Girls'/><category term='P.S. I love You'/><category term='rabbit'/><category term='friends'/><category term='my ramblings'/><category term='LeBron James'/><category term='Phoenix'/><category term='Houston'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='Reed'/><category term='President Bush'/><category term='Sex and the City'/><category term='United States Marine Corps'/><category term='Odom'/><category term='Scripps'/><category term='Lakers'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Queen'/><category term='Michael Phelps'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='press conference'/><category term='Red Sox'/><category term='LA Lakers'/><category term='Brad Pitt'/><category term='mono'/><category term='annoying'/><category term='Football'/><title type='text'>Life according to Kayla and other random thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6159215147103792190</id><published>2009-05-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:31:39.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skydiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseville'/><title type='text'>Might as well update since Wesley did.</title><content type='html'>I graduated last week, on May 16, 2009. From college. Yep. I did! I have my BA now! Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need a full time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's OK, because I'm going get my masters at the University of San Francisco. I'll be attending the Sports Management program starting in January 2010. I'll graduate in December 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Wes and I went skydiving. It was so awesome! We had a blast. We couldn't go for his birthday last month because I had a sprained ankle and we were super tired that day. But we made up for it today. It was so crazy but so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes, you are so awesome and I love you so much baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. For an update, he and I will be living together in Reno while he finishes up college. Then moving to California for awhile. Wes has quite a bit of training to do, which is fine so I can finish up my masters. Then we're off to wherever the Marine Corps take us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to Roseville for the weekend. We went skydiving today. We saw the movie Earth with Colleen, Brit and Alex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're driving to San Francisco (yay!) and going to see the Giants take on the Atlanta Braves (Wesley's favorite team!). Then check out some sites hopefully and back to the real world. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as long as I'm with him, it's all OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6159215147103792190?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6159215147103792190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6159215147103792190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6159215147103792190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6159215147103792190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2009/05/might-as-well-update-since-wesley-did.html' title='Might as well update since Wesley did.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4149648200380045192</id><published>2009-02-19T14:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:35:04.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it ain't so....</title><content type='html'>Oh Brad Miller. Why did you have to go? At the end of last season, you were the only one left and now you're gone. We have Bobby, but only because he came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky to have you for six seasons, some wonderful, some not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4149648200380045192?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4149648200380045192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4149648200380045192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4149648200380045192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4149648200380045192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2009/02/say-it-aint-so.html' title='Say it ain&apos;t so....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3850291469945111391</id><published>2009-02-06T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:45:37.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my latest article.</title><content type='html'>I got to cover &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;article-Louisiana-Tech-surprises-Nevada%20=&amp;id=1902107-Louisiana-Tech-surprises-Nevada&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;Nevada &lt;/a&gt;basketball last night. Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3850291469945111391?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3850291469945111391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3850291469945111391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3850291469945111391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3850291469945111391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-my-latest-article.html' title='Here&apos;s my latest article.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4799929425878597319</id><published>2008-12-29T11:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:10:09.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>I win!</title><content type='html'>I won my fantasy football league, hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Drew Brees, mhmm, indeed. Fina. score 89-86.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clinched the fourth seed in playoffs with a 9-6 record after starting the season off 4-0. I beat the No. 1 seed with a triumphant defeat, 107-78. My final matchup was against the No. 3 seed and earned the three point victory with a valiant effort by Brees, nearly being destroyed by my pathetic Dallas defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha. I win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4799929425878597319?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4799929425878597319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4799929425878597319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4799929425878597319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4799929425878597319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-win.html' title='I win!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8703395344594537475</id><published>2008-12-12T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:35:48.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh school....how I loath thee.</title><content type='html'>Please hold while I get this out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at 5:30 this morning. Joy. To study. Then went and took my final at 7:30. It wasn't a big deal, I'm sure I got a high B. But then I get my paper back...and it's a C. My presentation was an A but my paper is a C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate about being a journalist is you're screwed for everything else. No one likes you writing style. I write the way I have been trained for the last three and a half years to write. It's fine for my J classes but everyone else basically tells me I'm a moron. Longer pargraphs, don't quote like that. You quote to support your evidence, that's given in any type of essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid science. I don't know how to write a stupid scientific research paper. That's not in my DNA so take the irony and shove it up your ass science. I did the best I could and she doesn't like my quoting or my paragraphs. She trieds to combine sentences and add extra words -- that's not what I'm trained to do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am paid to write. Yet I get a C on my 100 level science paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on the other two C's I've earned on papers this semester. In, of all things my journalism class. Why? Because I don't use commas because I have been instructed that commas are evil. So when I wrte my evaluation about commas and other grammar things she didn't like as a portion of the second paper, she takes 10 points off of it and gives me a C. Seriously? What do you want from me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not a single reason I should not give five A's this semester. Sports journalism - duh. Yet he'll probably fail me. English - she's very odd and I have done well in there but who knows. Holocaust and Genocide? I should get an A...but who knows. He could've decided to grade the paper really hard. Assuming he didn't I need to study and should get an A on the fina Wednesday. Race, Gender and Media? That's the horribly graded class with the two C's. She also likes to hand out a 3.8 out of 5 on ridiculously simple assignments for no reason what so ever. Geography? Well I've ranted about that paper enough I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One semester I wanted a 4.0 in classes that I should've easily been able to achieve it in. Best case scenario I'm now looking at 2 A's and 3 B's. Worst case....3 B's and 2 C's. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8703395344594537475?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8703395344594537475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8703395344594537475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8703395344594537475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8703395344594537475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-schoolhow-i-loath-thee.html' title='Oh school....how I loath thee.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3173350164291625247</id><published>2008-11-13T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:29:42.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>I suck at posting.</title><content type='html'>I'm way too busy. Just got back from Oklahoma City yesterday. Wrote an &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=571767-Reed-student-athletes-sign-letters-of-intent&amp;article-Reed-student-athletes-sign-letters-of-intent%20=&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3173350164291625247?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3173350164291625247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3173350164291625247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3173350164291625247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3173350164291625247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-suck-at-posting.html' title='I suck at posting.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5710762382916418890</id><published>2008-10-30T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:55:50.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a wierd obsession...just ignore it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="100%" height="267" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" src="http://8.17.170.183/egghunt/externalBasket.php?basket=23804162&amp;key=8d0657acb084e153290669e598c0238b"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write a real blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5710762382916418890?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5710762382916418890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5710762382916418890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5710762382916418890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5710762382916418890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-wierd-obsessionjust-ignore-it.html' title='I have a wierd obsession...just ignore it.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7205042454525443587</id><published>2008-10-20T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:28:54.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacramento Kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kickball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Red Sox'/><title type='text'>Oh my...</title><content type='html'>So kickball is awful. It is not a fun sport. Nope. Not at all. Since my soccer team wasn't playing tonight we were able to play kickball with our City team. We won, 12-9 but wow. It mocks soccer and baseball. Why one earth did someone invent it? I'd much rather do the office work for kickball every day of the week than play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do play soccer tomorrow. My sad little team, that went 0-5 in the season is now 2-0 in the postseasn: due to forfeits. Pathetic. So if we win or get a forfeit tomorrow we play in the championship game. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Halloween costume in the mail today. I'm a little bit skeptical about it but Wes seems to like it and that's really all that matters to me. I really love him, if I haven't said it publicly on my blog lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sports:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about my Red Sox. Yes I did tear up a little bit but I don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for this: Who is left for me to cheer for? No more Red Sox. The Dallas Cowboys are apparently having a meltdown. I'm in like fifth or sixth place in my fantasy teams so I don't care anymore, now that I'm not undefeated. I started 4-0 and have gone 0-3 since. My hockey team is in fourth place too. And not to mention the Sacramento Kings aren't looking very promising for this season...so thanks Boston for taking away all my hope in the world. I appreciated it. Fantastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7205042454525443587?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7205042454525443587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7205042454525443587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7205042454525443587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7205042454525443587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh my...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7432204593592596411</id><published>2008-10-17T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:42:19.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kayla'/><title type='text'>My god I'm brilliant sometimes...</title><content type='html'>It's rare but it happens. I have an essay due at 4 today. I hadn't started it until about 30 minutes ago and I have 950 words done. It only needs to be 1250. So a few more quotes, a transition and a closing paragraph and I'm all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been super busy again, as usual. Once this essay is done school stuff will calm down for a bit. I had my holocaust and genocide midterm Wednesday so that's out of the way. I got an A on my first geography test, so I'm really proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes left yesterday for drill and I'm going crazy without him -- sad. He's just so much fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BOSTON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JD Drew was a bad ass yesterday. Down 7-0 in the seventh and comeback to win 8-7 with a walk off single. Brilliant I say. I look forward to Game six tomorrow. I'll be making a point to watch it of course. My mom and dad are coming to see the Nevada vs. Utah State football game tomorrow so it'll be great to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Kayla is turning 21 today! Happy Birthday!!!!! She is coming up to Reno with her hubby and we're going to gamble tonight I believe. (insert more missing Wes here). Grrr. I love that boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my Fantasy Football teams will win this week...I'm going to be pretty pissed if I lose again, I think I've lost the last two weeks in a row and that's because my team did well but the two teams I played had phenomenal weeks. (Wes) Gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hockey team looks like it's going to win this week too, so that's good. If that stays the way it is today I should be in first instead of second. Go me. Conquering the world, one fantasy team at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to finish my essay! I swear, school is making me loopy... by the way, I graduated seven months from yesterday!!!!!!!! Will it be sad if I start the countdown now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7432204593592596411?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7432204593592596411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7432204593592596411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7432204593592596411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7432204593592596411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-god-im-brilliant-sometimes.html' title='My god I&apos;m brilliant sometimes...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6351990394938196060</id><published>2008-10-13T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:30:35.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Red Sox'/><title type='text'>So I'm a slacker....</title><content type='html'>Wow I've been super busy and not updating at all which is sad I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of my latest articles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I covered &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=297778-Reno-volleyball-bounces-Spanish-Springs&amp;widget=push&amp;article-Reno-volleyball-bounces-Spanish-Springs%20=&amp;instance=sports_right_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;volleyball&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covered high school &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=307672-Sparks-football-takes-down-Lowry&amp;widget=push&amp;article-Sparks-football-takes-down-Lowry%20=&amp;instance=sports_right_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;football &lt;/a&gt;on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Saturday what was pretty was that I got to help cover the &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?article-Nevada-NMSU-defenses-abysmal%20=&amp;page_label=news_sports&amp;id=308319-Nevada-NMSU-defenses-abysmal&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;Nevada &lt;/a&gt;football game. I even got to write a side article with it too, it was really pretty cool! I'm proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my wonderful friends have their 21st birthdays this week and they're probably coming up here to play with me. Well assuming I have time off which is sometimes a problem. I'm taking a lot of time off in November and December so I'm trying to be good about it now. But I'm very excited to see some of my girlies from back home -- I miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially miss my bunny. It's been hard for me not seeing her everyday. It's been really hard only talking to her once a week, if that. But we're both so incredibly busy it's hard. I love her to death though and I can't wait until I graduate (or have Christmas break) so I can spend some time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to talk about sports right now. I'm on sports overload. My brain hurts. I don't want to even talk about the Red Sox or the Cowboys right now...it hurts, oh it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same with Fantasy sports. That's a mess too. After Week 1 I'm in second place in my hockey league. My silly boyfriend is some how in first and he knows almost nothing about hockey....he also beat me in our football league this week so I'm supremely bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm off to play soccer. The indoor version of "Everybody's Scoring Tonight" is 0-5 and tonight is the mandatory playoff games so we should be done soon. However then we move on to kickball. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love bunnies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6351990394938196060?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6351990394938196060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6351990394938196060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6351990394938196060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6351990394938196060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-im-slacker.html' title='So I&apos;m a slacker....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4741599876820446420</id><published>2008-09-28T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:07:26.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brad Pitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JT O&apos;Sullivan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burn After Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish Springs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drews Brees'/><title type='text'>Happy Sunday!</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone has a wonderful Sunday. My weekend has been OK, but I think I need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend technically starts on Thursday, my last class for the week is Thursday afternoonish, so after that it's the weekend for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night I covered &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=242082-Reed-gets-back-on-winning-track&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=sports_right_column&amp;article-Reed-gets-back-on-winning-track%20=&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;volleyball&lt;/a&gt;, Reed vs. Hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I picked up a few hours at the park and covered &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;article-Huskies-send-Cougars-to-first-defeat%20=&amp;id=246305-Huskies-send-Cougars-to-first-defeat&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;football&lt;/a&gt;, Spanish Springs at Reno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got off work Wes and I went and had a milkshake at Mel's Diner. Then we went a played blackjack at the Silver Legacy. It was crazy there! Street Vibrations is going on, so it was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I covered &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?article-Raiders-show-signs-of-life%20=&amp;page_label=news_sports&amp;id=246827-Raiders-show-signs-of-life&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;soccer&lt;/a&gt;, Reed vs Reno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jess and I went to get pedicures and watched Gilmore Girls for awhile. Then Wes came over and we watched some college football before going to see "Burn After Reading." It was...odd. I can't honestly say if I liked it or not. It was strange and unexpected. Brad Pitt was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Wes and I went to the Nugget and played black jack. He really likes it and I know how to play, so I don't mind. So I put down $20. At one point I was up $28 and should've walked, but I didn't. I left up $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to WalMart before deciding to go to the Silver Legacy. We both put down $60 and lost...badly. I left with $10, so I lost $50. Bummer. We never got to go do anything for my 21st birthday, so I'm not terribly upset about losing last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes and I had a good time though. He was really cute. When we were at the Nugget it was really smoky in there and there were a few people at our table smoking. One guy went to light up and Wes asked if he would mind waiting, because I really sensitive. The guy was really cool about it too. He's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on this lovely Sunday I was going to decorate for Halloween but I discovered my decorations are in Roseville. That's a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  watching Drew Brees and the New Orleans Saints trounce the 49ers. The score currently doesn't reflect the game. JT O'Sullivan is not having a good day. Brees, however, who is on my fantasy team is having a very good day. I'm going to be 4-0 and still in first place. That's fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowboys are on in nine minutes! Go Dallas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4741599876820446420?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4741599876820446420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4741599876820446420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4741599876820446420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4741599876820446420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6835281557337987977</id><published>2008-09-26T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:34:43.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacramento Kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kobe Bryant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>I believe this is my 100th post.</title><content type='html'>Yay me. In 100 wonderful posts, I've said nothing. I apologize for that, especially if you frequent my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work, getting absolutely nothing accomplished which isn't unusual. It's been a long week but I'm proud to say I'm excited for football this weekend. Hopefully my fantasy team will continue to be undefeated and therefore I'll remain in first place. Wtih Jeremey Shockey out I've had to do a bit of shuffling and picked up Bo Scaife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes and I just joined a hockey league, so I'm working on my draft rankings for that. We also joined what will be my first live draft league ever, an NBA Fantasy league, which I'm stoked for. I want to do well, obviously, but I have a hard time wanting to ever have Kobe Bryant on my team. I may make two teams...one that I'm trying to win and another that would be my dream team if I were a coach. Mostly it will consist of Kings players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned I'm pretty excited that Bobby Jackson has returned to Sacramento? No? Ok. Well, let me just say this: I'm stoked that Bobby Jackson is again a member of the Sacramento Kings. He and Kevin Martin will be a lovely duo I think. Ah yes...now if only Chris Webber will suddenly become about 5 years younger, physically, not mentally. And get Mike Bibby back and things will be just peachy. (In my dreams, I know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm covering my second football game tonight. Technically I've been to five games so far this season, one each week but last and tonight are the only two I've covered by myself and written stories for. I know, marvel at my skill. Let's just hope it doesn't get cold anytime soon. I'll turn into a permanent popsicle and that's not something I'm looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL REPORT: I just submitted my application to graduate in May!!!! Woo hoo. In just a few short months I will have my degree. Yipee. Four years. I'm such a stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my Nana, who had surgery yesterday, just called to tell me she was doing very well. Yay! I'm more excited about that than my graduation form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6835281557337987977?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6835281557337987977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6835281557337987977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6835281557337987977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6835281557337987977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-believe-this-is-my-100th-post.html' title='I believe this is my 100th post.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3746487852138922350</id><published>2008-09-23T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:17:21.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas Cowboys'/><title type='text'>Ah fantasy football.</title><content type='html'>I'm winning. After three weeks I am in first place, 3-0 - much like my Dallas Cowboys. I'm totally rocking fantasy football. Baseball on the other hand, I've basically given up on. I check it every so often. I'm in last place, behind by about 66 points or so. It's rotisserie, whereas football is head-to-head. There are two or three teams with more points than me but none of them are 3-0 so I'm on top! Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next conquest? Fantasy hockey. That will be interesting. I can't wait until it's basketball season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is school. Classes suck. Well, some are cool. Surprisingly my geography class has been interesting and of course I like my Holocaust class. Sports writing on the other hand is kicking my ass. I fail quizzes constantly but I don't know how. I watch sports center, listen to ESPN radio and red about seven Web sites a day about sports. Hopefully I'll do pretty well today. In fact, I'm reading so much my brain hurts. It feels all full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I'm off for now. More sports reading to do. My poor head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3746487852138922350?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3746487852138922350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3746487852138922350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3746487852138922350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3746487852138922350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/09/ah-fantasy-football.html' title='Ah fantasy football.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5092182276725591305</id><published>2008-09-13T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:23:40.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United States Marine Corps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sparks Tribune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the west wing'/><title type='text'>Way too busy for my own good.</title><content type='html'>So I've had no time to do anything including writing a 10 second blog so I'll attempt to give a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working a lot at the paper, five nights a week three or four articles a week. I'll post some links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is fairly busy. I got a 9/10 on my first geography quiz. Go me. I'm actually all caught up on my reading for most of my classes, except for geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend moved into his apartment which is sad. It makes life a lot more difficult for us. However, we've turned into one of those couples that everyone hates. We're all mushy and cuddly and just sickening. I love it and I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our first taste this weekend of how our lives are going to be. He leaves at 5 a.m. for USMC stuff. I'm asleep when he leaves. I get up and have my afternoon and go to work at night, he's not home yet. He gets home, gets his act together and goes to bed. I come in late at night and go to sleep, not getting to talk or spend any waking hours together and then the next morning it starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can handle it though. We'll have days off, eventually where we can see each other, I hope. But it won't be like this every day until he's in the Marine Corps full time and I graduate and have a full time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I covered football with my boss so he could kind of show me the ropes. He felt I that I've gotten the hang of it, so I get to cover a game on my own next week. Which is cool I guess, except for the whole standing outside in the cold deal. I don't handle the cold very well. My ink freeze, my hands go numb and I shake. It's fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get out of Reno and move somewhere warm. I hope Wes gets stationed in San Diego. That'd be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at my job we're only allowed 20 hours a week and we can't go over it. So I got sent home early yesterday and today I'm waitin guntil it's halftime to go to my soccer game that I'm covering so I'm watching the West Wing to amuse myself. I love this show. I'm three episodes away from finishingup season four. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's really all I have to say for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get enough sleep, especially when I work at night... I'm not getting home until 11:30 or 12 some nights. And of course I odn't go straight to bed. I'm either doing homework, finding time to eat, getting organized for the next day, staying with my boyfriend, or talking to him since we'd barely seen each other all day long. Then I'm getting up anywhere between 6 a.m. to 8 a.m. So yeah. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go get ready for some more work in my attempt to not go over hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few articles I've written recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=220684-Sparks-takes-two-from-Fernley&amp;article-Sparks-takes-two-from-Fernley%20=&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;Sparks take two from Fernley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?article-Reed-boys-get-by-McQueen-SSHS-comes-up-short%20=&amp;page_label=news_sports&amp;id=219520-Reed-boys-get-by-McQueen-SSHS-comes-up-short&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=sports_right_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;Reed boys get by McQueen, SSHS come up short&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=218318-Cougars-maul-Huskies&amp;widget=push&amp;article-Cougars-maul-Huskies%20=&amp;instance=sports_right_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;Cougars maul Huskies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=216611-Spanish-Springs-soccer-nabs-first-win-for-new-boys-coach&amp;article-Spanish-Springs-soccer-nabs-first-win-for-new-boys-coach%20=&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=secondary_story_bullets_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;Spanish Springs soccer nabs first win for new boys coach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5092182276725591305?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5092182276725591305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5092182276725591305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5092182276725591305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5092182276725591305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/09/way-too-busy-for-my-own-good.html' title='Way too busy for my own good.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3621515506393226007</id><published>2008-09-09T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:31:36.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my</title><content type='html'>So I've been super busy. Super super busy. School, work, and extra-curriculars, plus helping my wonderful boyfriend move. Fabulous right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my new laptop, which is beautiful. My mouse is also pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give an appropriate update late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3621515506393226007?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3621515506393226007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3621515506393226007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3621515506393226007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3621515506393226007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-my.html' title='Oh my'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4133370399133030773</id><published>2008-08-31T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:23:18.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex and the City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jason Aldean'/><title type='text'>A night on the town...for a girl who doesn't go out on the town.</title><content type='html'>So last night was the Jason Aldean concert that I covered for the Sparks Tribune. (I'll post a link to the concert review later). So basically it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward Wes and I met up with my roommate Jess in a lounge in the Silver Legacy called Drinx. Then we went to Brew Brothers but I wanted my first legal drink to be a Cosmo so we went to Roxy's. Cosmo's are disgusting. Wes had to finish it for me. So I hadn't eaten in about eight hours and I thought the Cosmo was pretty strong...so my head definitely was feeling the drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started walking out of the casino to walk to a bar called Imperial when I saw Jason Aldean's band walking by. So I asked if we could take a picture with them. So Wes took a photo of me, Jess and the band! So that was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Imperial where I decided I wasn't going to drink anything. I really hate the taste of alcohol. Even if there's only a drop of it I can stil taste it and I don't like it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Wes asked what was really light and easy to drink and ordered me a Mohito. The mint leaves were attacking me...ew. It wasn't very good either. I got pretty tipsy off of it. Then we all got hungry and ordered a pizza and it was really really good!Yum. I could go for more of their pizza now. Then someone was drinking a red bull and vodka so I had a sip. Now I hate red bull with a passion but this tasted like candy. So Wes ordered me one. And I was fairly drunk. So after I got pizza and water in me I sobered up a bit and we decided to go back to the Silver Legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, side note. Do people not look in a mirror before they go outside? I mean honestly. There were some people out last night...who, well, just wow. Ok I felt like I looked like a floosie, I'm not going to lie I felt like my dress was small but Jess and Wes said it looked good and not trashy. Well we saw a lot of trashy girls. First of all, don't wear a belly shirt out. That's not cool, even if you have the body for it. Just don't. There was a guy in Imperial who had one leg of his jeans ripped in half almost all the way down. I was just astonished at what some people wear. And I have nothing against girls who are a bit bigger than me, but don't wear things that hug and hug and hug and make back fat squeeze out. It's not attractive. If you wear things that you fit you nicely and hug your curves instead of SQUEEZING out your curves, you look much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other thing...ok, when I'm holding a guy's hand walking with him, why are you going to hit on me? I was standing next to my boyfriend hugging him and some girl was making cat calls at him. Seriously? I will knock you on your ass real quick...so leave him alone. I just don't understand why you'd hit on someone who is obviously with someone. What's the point? You get shot down and look like an ass. This girl who was hitting on Wes was already with TWO guys and I was standing there and he had already turned her down once. Just drop it hun, you're ugly anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done with that now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jess and I played some penny slots while Wes went to the black jack table. I lost seven bucks before I gave up. Then I decided to throw in $10 to black jack while Wes was playing for Jess. She doesn't like counting to 21 apparently so she asked him to play since he's pretty good at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought in with $10 and cashed out at $32, so I was even for the night between pizza, penny slots and black jack. Wes walked away with $50 from the table and even on the night and Jess walked away up $20 after Wes played for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to another bar in the Silver Legacy where I had more water and then got a major headache so Wes and I made it home by around 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Long night. Wierd for a girl who doesn't like to go out. So not a lifestyle I could or would ever want to get used to. I'm exhausted now and it's 1 p.m. So now I feel like my whole day is wasted and I want to go back to bed but I have lots to do. Boo. So yeah, I had a fun night last night but it's not really a scene I feel like getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I won't lie, I did feel very "Carrie" from Sex and the City walking through down town in my litle dress and stileto heels. Haha. Go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4133370399133030773?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4133370399133030773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4133370399133030773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4133370399133030773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4133370399133030773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/night-on-townfor-girl-who-doesnt-go-out.html' title='A night on the town...for a girl who doesn&apos;t go out on the town.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2635430202445532897</id><published>2008-08-30T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:45:22.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't Saturday's super?</title><content type='html'>So Friday was...special. I got up and went to work at the park at 8 a.m. Then after I was done there I went to the paper to do some interviews. I got to spend some time with my love so that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...high school football last night. That was special. I didn't have to keep serious stats which was nice. Nor did I have to write the article. Yet some how, after I did all the work minus the actual writing, someone else's byline was on the web today. Strange....not quite sure how that works out but OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I slept in a little. More than I have all week at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes made me pancakes, which were delicious. I know I've done somethings to hurt him but I wish I knew how to convince him how much I love him and how much I want to spend the rest of my life with him. You'd think that would be the easy part. Apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight is the Jason Aldean concert...I was looking forward to it. Now, not so much. Yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2635430202445532897?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2635430202445532897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2635430202445532897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2635430202445532897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2635430202445532897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/arent-saturdays-super.html' title='Aren&apos;t Saturday&apos;s super?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7126856146002535273</id><published>2008-08-28T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:19:08.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I already don't like school. Is the semester over yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breakdown of my classes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race, Gender and Media: Well....it's ok so far. The professor is my advisor and she likes me. Whatever. We'll see how it goes. It doesn't seem like it'll be too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography: Kill me now. I hate all science. It gives me a headache. I actually learned something today but still. It's going to be a long semester. That's the only class I worry about potentially not passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women in Lit: Not sure yet. Boring so far. Hopefully it'll get better. I get to read Jane Austen. Can't be tooooo terrible. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Writing: Well I failed my sports quiz today. Enough said. I want to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holocaust &amp; Genocide: Super bad ass. By far will be my favorite class (doesn't say much for what I want to do with my life though...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I need to hide in a hole and only watch and read sports and do nothing else with my life. Super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I "cover" my first football game. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is the concert. Woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports is going to be the death of me. School too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I'm cranky. And that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and what's really bothering me...due to budget cuts UNR no longer offers those wonderful free planners they used to. Do you know how hard it is to find a decent planner? Well I'll tell you, it's really freakin hard. I'm a very unhappy camper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7126856146002535273?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7126856146002535273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7126856146002535273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7126856146002535273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7126856146002535273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6660409677740765818</id><published>2008-08-24T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:02:36.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex and the City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sparks Tribune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trigger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The last day of freedom....</title><content type='html'>It always feels like I'm in captivity or something when school starts. It's like my freedoms are restricted. I have obligations and need to be certain places at certain times. It's not the coolest thing every. However, I'm bored. So it's OK. I like to learn something and my classes should be interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have four 400+ level classes, and a very pathetic 100 level geography class. I'm not so good with the science thing. Two of my upper division classes are journalism classes, so those should be nice. One is an English class and the other is a Holocaust and Genocide class, so I should be fairly entertained all semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I have my two jobs and the Sparks Tribune should be busy. High school sports will be in full swing - therefore so will I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter. I had a fairly decent weekend, up on my feet for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom came to visit me on Saturday and we picked up some books and she went to Walmart with me which was nice. I had a lot of stuff to get so I got something accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cleaned my bathroom, put away my laundry and tried to organize myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wes came home from work and I made him a wonderful spaghetti dinner with a candle and sparkling cider. (Aren't I sweet and romantic?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he took me to see the Mummy, which was pretty good. I love the yetis!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I slept in as much as I could, but I'm sick of sleeping so I got up around 9:15 a.m. Actually, a woodpecker woke me up around 6:30 a.m. and I want to kill the little bastard. Not really, because I'm not mean to animals, I love animals, but I was not a happy camper. Nope Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I got up and ate and Wes left for work Jess and I went to get pedicures, but the place was full. So we both needed more books for school so we went back to UNR. We checked out the Knowledge Center and grabbed our books. I had made Wes lunch so I took that to him (yeah I'm awesome) and he activated our gym passes, so we got a lot accomplished in one little trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the mall. I think I have a shopping problem. First we went to Buckle. I had never shopped there before...but I think I will from now on. My bank account will not like that idea. I bought jeans, a pair of shoes and a cute top. All of which the guy who was helping me picked out. I didn't have to pick out anything for myself which was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and at at Wetzel's Pretzels (YUM!). But we didn't really find anything else at the mall. We went to Old Navy and I didn't spot anything instantly so we left and went to get our pedicures which was nice and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Kohls were I tried on a few ridiculous dresses that didn't do anything for me. I did get another cute top...and another cute pair of shoes. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made the mistake of suggesting we go to Famous Footwear, where, guess what? I found another cute pair of shoes. Yes -- I'm a shoe-aholic. I know it. You know it. We all know it. The statement that I remind people, and sort of look like, Carrie Bradshaw (Sarah Jessica Parker) in Sex and the City does have a little validity. Journalist. Shoe freak. It all works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Safeway and bought some porkchops so Jess could make dinner. I also bought a six pack of Newcastle beer for Wes. It's his favorite, and I knew it'd make him happy. Plus it was my first time buying alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess cooked delicious pork chops and friend rice. Now I'm just sitting here typing away like a mad woman. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work a bit in the morning and only have one class tomorrow, so I'm not stressed or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could get more things accomplished, like cleaning Trigger's cage, so maybe I'll steer myself from the computer....or just do another silly survey on myspace. Whatev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6660409677740765818?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6660409677740765818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6660409677740765818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6660409677740765818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6660409677740765818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-of-freedom.html' title='The last day of freedom....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6630598097189799655</id><published>2008-08-21T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:07:35.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I have several things to say.</title><content type='html'>1) Mono sucks.&lt;br /&gt;2) I currently hate Dell.&lt;br /&gt;3) Colleen is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;4) My job sucks.&lt;br /&gt;5) Mono is evil.&lt;br /&gt;6) I love the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to expand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was so sick, and super bummed, Colleen came to play with me. She showed up at my front door in a Cinderella costume. What a friend! How awesome is that? She also bought me Disney's Scene It II so it was a Disney-fest. We at some point watched Sleepign Beauty as well as Pirates 3. So it was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mono is ruining my life. I've been sitting here doing absolutely nothing. At all. I'm going crazy. I want to go back to work. Hell I'm even ok with school starting because it gives me something to do. Ugh. Yeah. I'm that bored. And miserable. It's ridiciulous. Mono is vicious. I swear it's getting me back for every not perfect thing I've ever done in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Olympics....are just fantastic. Soccer won the gold medal. Even though I'm nice and sick I woke up at 5:55 a.m. to watch them beat Brazil in the gold medal game. I cried when they celebrated. It was a great game. Some of the best soccer I've seen in awhile. 30 minutes of over time...it was splendid. The Olympic softball, however, did not do so well. They lost the gold medal game, for the first time, ever. They cried. Not cool. I've had affiliation with the softball team, I met them all in May, again, and got all their autographs when an organization I work with held an event for them in Sacramento. So I feel for the team, they are nice and funny and work hard. And it feels very odd to exist in a world where they are not gold medal champions. Wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dell computers makes my life difficult. I finally ate a piece of my baskins robbins Cinderella cake that Jess and Wes surprised me with the other day but that's besides the point. Anyhow, I'm very frustrated with Dell but the cake and all my whining has put me a piece so for now, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mono still sucks. I want to go outside into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not going to go there about my job right now other than to say I'm so getting screwed with hours, it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to my couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a wonderful and productive day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6630598097189799655?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6630598097189799655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6630598097189799655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6630598097189799655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6630598097189799655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-i-have-several-things-to-say.html' title='Well, I have several things to say.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6285898687627609617</id><published>2008-08-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:36:22.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel a little better today....</title><content type='html'>I really should since I had Wes take me to the ER yesterday around 6 am. I woke up and the left side of my throat was almost swollen past my tonsils and my right side was way more swollen than it was the night before. So I panicked a little and he took me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a steroid shot in my hip to reduce the swelling. Then they gave me some form of steroid pills to take orally as well as some liquid stuff I'm supposed to gargle to numb my entire throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun. Those steroid pills are amazing though. My throat barely hurts this morning, about 26 hours after getting the shot. I've had two pills since then and the swelling has severely decreased. Even my stupid Lymph Nodes seemed to have calmed down. The one on the left is about half the size it was yesterday and the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only urgent care had given me these last week when I went, I'd be running around Disneyland right now, but I'm not that lucky now am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen is coming up here to entertain me for a bit though, yay for her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6285898687627609617?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6285898687627609617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6285898687627609617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6285898687627609617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6285898687627609617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-little-better-today.html' title='I feel a little better today....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-9012836695498961043</id><published>2008-08-15T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:28:43.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shawn Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nastia Liukin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Phelps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>I give up.</title><content type='html'>So I woke up around 5:45 a.m. and felt like my throat was on fire. I wanted to cry. Eventually I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes took me to urgent care after it opened and they gave me some pain meds but they can't do anything else for me. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc told me under no circumstances am I to exert myself. Therefore no work and sadly no Disneyland. I'm so bummed out I can't even explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started crying in the doctor's office. Then they came in to do the strep throat swab and I choked on the stupid thing and I was so upset I started crying harder. I felt so bad because the poor nurse though she made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really disappointed. I've been through a lot this year, and I've had my share of crummy birthdays so I thought Disneyland would make up for some of it. But no. Now I don't get to go. The next opportunity I'll have will be during winter break and I don't know if that's going to work out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the miserable doctor's visit Wes drove me to Walmart to get my pain meds perscription and soft foods. The dcotor actually said to eat ice cream and not worry about gaining weight because I need to eat and sleep to get my immune system up. While in Walmart my uncle called me sort of yelled at me which made me cry some more. I feel like such an idiot when I cry in public. More like he was telling me I need to stop working and just stay in bed and get better now and not go to Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we went home and tried to sleep but couldn't. We got Trigger out and let him hop around. I laid on the couch and relaxed and Wes was sweet and sat with me all day. We watched tv and looked up stuff on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked out a bunch of professional sports games to go to during the rest of the year including MLS, NHL, NBA, MLB and a NFL game. I'm pretty excited about that. One weekend there is a soccer game in San Jose on Saturday and then a baseball game in San Fran so it'll be a fun weekend getaway for us. Yay. Hopefully I won't still be sick in two weeks and can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mono is evil. I've had to take my medicine every four hours almost exactly because I'm in lots of pain by then. It's not fair. Tonight's going to be rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Phelps was ridiculous in the 100 fly. Seven gold medals, tying the record for the most in an Olympics. That's impressive. Only one more swim to go for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of our gold and silver winning gymnasts, Nastia Liukin and Shawn Johnson. Good job girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-9012836695498961043?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/9012836695498961043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=9012836695498961043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/9012836695498961043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/9012836695498961043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-give-up.html' title='I give up.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7715063847187600185</id><published>2008-08-14T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:40:25.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Phelps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>It's been a few days....</title><content type='html'>So since my last post on the 8th, I've done very little besides watch the Olympics, sleep, whine about not feeling good, and working every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Olympics. I've been watching as much as possible. I stay up to late watching them, since the timing is ridiculous. Michael Phelps is insane. The breaking of World records in swimming is also insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mono is evil. Absolutely evil. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. I want to rip our my Lymph Nodes. I want a Lymph node ectomy. The one's in the left side of my neck are huge and painful. I feel like I'm swallowing glass. So that's super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 21 on Monday. It wasn't all that fun. My boyfriend, Wes, was very sweet and got me a bunch of cute stuff, including Toy Story and Rocky (the last one) and much more. He was trying to do the whole 21 presents thing. It was really sweet. He's been taking wonderful care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom came to have lunch with me so that was nice. She, Wes and I went to Subway and then she got me a cake. It's soooo yummy. I cried when she left though. I just don't feel good and I haven't gotten to see her much lately so I was bummed. Then I slept some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there's nothing exciting with me but luckily a lot of exciting stuff with the Olympics. Go USA!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7715063847187600185?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7715063847187600185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7715063847187600185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7715063847187600185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7715063847187600185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-few-days.html' title='It&apos;s been a few days....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2749263520349414288</id><published>2008-08-08T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:10:26.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kobe Bryant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LeBron James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Brokaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>08-08-08</title><content type='html'>August 8, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the 2008 Olympic games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful day if you ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening ceremonies are just about to start and I just watched an interview with Kobe and LeBron. LeBron said it right. He's not just representing Cleveland. He's representing all of the United States and wearing that red, white and blue means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a huge sucker for the Olympics. The theme music makes me tear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Tom Brokaw's piece was really good however I do have a few qualms with the opening photos and monologue. I didn't see a single soccer or softall clip. Not a single one. My mom told me my dad saw one for softball but no soccer. They're Olympic sports too people. Don't forget them. They should try and include everything if it's considered an Olympic sport. So I'm a bit miffed at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also glad that President Bush decided to go. I think had he boycotted that wouldn't be right. I know there's a lot of politics involced that I don't care about but the Olympics is about a competition between athletes around the world and people in different nations with different cultures getting along and the politics take away from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those drums were freaking sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2749263520349414288?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2749263520349414288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2749263520349414288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2749263520349414288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2749263520349414288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/08-08-08.html' title='08-08-08'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2993898812158217734</id><published>2008-08-08T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T17:18:37.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone somewhere hates me...</title><content type='html'>So with my 21st birthday just three days around the corner and me leaving for Disneyland one week from tomorrow, I found out today that I have mono. Well that would explain why I've been so miserable all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super. So now this particular birthday is looking to top the worst birthday list ever and trust me, I've had a lot. And Disneyland probably isn't going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a helluva year and the one fun event that I've been looking forward to probably can't happen because I'm barely awake for more than two hours at a time and during those few hours I sit and stare blankly. Super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2993898812158217734?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2993898812158217734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2993898812158217734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2993898812158217734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2993898812158217734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/someone-somewhere-hates-me.html' title='Someone somewhere hates me...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7697501144699228793</id><published>2008-08-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:56:18.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I should update....</title><content type='html'>Apparently I haven't written anything yet in the month of August, oops. I'll work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Scoring Tonight has a record of 3-3 after a miserable loss yesterday, 1-9. It was embarrasing. However, not all is lost. The team only had eight players. One told the manager ahead of time he'd be unavailable and two decdied that $1 wing night was much more important to them than soccer and letting their team down and the "reserve" player was unavailable, and one was sick due to too much alocohol consumned in the previous week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team could only really play seven of its eight players, with the manager laid out on the sideline with a fever that spiked to 100.4. She eventually played keeper for the majority of the game so the rest of the players could utilize a substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can you tell I'm bored?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. We were badly beaten yesterday. It was embarassing really. I hope it doesn't happen again. I'm not a fan of losing. I'm pretty pissed at my boys though, they're wimps. I should've been in the ER, but no. I was at soccer. So boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Jess and I enjoyed a fun weekend adventure. We left on Saturday and drove to Roseville where she got to see my lovely little town for the first time. We enjoyed bbq chicken, hawaiian rolls and rice for dinner to celebrate my cousin Heather's 13th birthday. One of her presents was Rock Band so we played, which is impressive because I got much better at the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we got up early and started our wonderful journey. First we stopped at Noah's Bagels to get me a blueberry bagel with cream cheese. Then we got miss picky eater McDonald's and filled up my tank. Then we were off to Oakland. Jess only got me lost once with her mad-skilled navigating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled in McAfee Coliseum, where they chager $15 for parking and met up with my cousins, Melissa and Riley. Riley is two and super cute. And we proceeded into the stadium where the LA Galaxy had taken the field for warm ups, and I caught a glimpse of....David Beckham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seats were awesome. The game was awesome. The whole thing was just awesome. Beckham is amazing in person. He and Landon Donovan both played the whole game. The San Jose Earthquake fans booed Donovan everytime he touched the ball. The booed Beckham a little bit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Quakes won 3-2, by scoring the winning goal in the 89th minute of the match. But it was awesome all the way around and Beckham is by far the sexiest man on the planet. Yup. He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm really sick still. I feel pretty miserable and I've just been trying to sleep as much as possible. For the moment Jess and I are at working, looking forward to going home and watching Wipeout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7697501144699228793?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7697501144699228793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7697501144699228793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7697501144699228793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7697501144699228793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-i-should-update.html' title='Maybe I should update....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5667525186549253894</id><published>2008-07-29T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:56:04.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Article: July 29, 2008.</title><content type='html'>Check out my &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;article-Six-local-youths-qualify-for-Hershey-s-Track-and-Field-Games%20=&amp;id=163473-Six-local-youths-qualify-for-Hershey-s-Track-and-Field-Games&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5667525186549253894?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5667525186549253894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5667525186549253894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5667525186549253894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5667525186549253894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-article-july-29-2008.html' title='Today&apos;s Article: July 29, 2008.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4229747980056143260</id><published>2008-07-28T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:04:26.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's Scoring Tonight Prevails Again</title><content type='html'>Everybody's Scoring Tonight earned its third straight victory stealing a 4-3 win over SAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woop. Woop. Yeah. We kicked some frat ass basically. They didn't enjoy it to say the least. I did. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad ass haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go us! We're now 3-1 and on a roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4229747980056143260?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4229747980056143260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4229747980056143260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4229747980056143260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4229747980056143260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/everybodys-scoring-tonight-prevails.html' title='Everybody&apos;s Scoring Tonight Prevails Again'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4867934377195731512</id><published>2008-07-24T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:44:20.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Park'/><title type='text'>South Park</title><content type='html'>So I'm watching the episode, Big Gay Al's Big Gay Boat Ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Stamos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just brilliant. I'm quite happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4867934377195731512?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4867934377195731512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4867934377195731512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4867934377195731512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4867934377195731512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/south-park.html' title='South Park'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4722304980909042003</id><published>2008-07-24T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:32:25.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everybody&apos;s Scoring Tonight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ramblings'/><title type='text'>Update:</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit quiet lately, so let's update shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Scoring Tonight was victorious last night, taking the hardcore 2-0 victory. We had the game knotted at halftime and then I gave Blaine a wonderful assist, followed by a zinger of a shot from Travis. It was a beautiful win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In earlier news, on Monday we won 9-1. Therefor our record is 2-1. Go us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and I went and ordered t-shirts for our team today so I'm pretty stoked for those. My friend Cassi made us a design so I think they'll look pretty sweet. I'll probably post a picture but we probably won't get them for almost two weeks. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways other than that I've been working quite a bit but that's not unnormal for me. I'm off for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4722304980909042003?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4722304980909042003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4722304980909042003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4722304980909042003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4722304980909042003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title='Update:'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2754894908413835018</id><published>2008-07-24T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:10:26.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landon Donovan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Beckham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLS'/><title type='text'>MLS All-Star Game</title><content type='html'>I have yet to write my ode to David Beckham but one day soon I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just love the fact that he has made soccer so much more popular in the States. I'm a huge soccer fan and I love to play and I love to watch it. I need to find some statistics or something because I'm sure there's a least 50 percent more games aired this year than any other year. MLS games are featured on tv, there are more international matches being shown. Beckham, Donovan and others are slowly starting to be household names. Well Beckham is obviously well known now but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you David Beckham for making American's realize how awesome soccer is and for making soccer that much hotter. We really needed you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2754894908413835018?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2754894908413835018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2754894908413835018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2754894908413835018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2754894908413835018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/mls-all-star-game.html' title='MLS All-Star Game'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7467214938567998994</id><published>2008-07-20T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:10:53.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batman: The Dark Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'>Strange...</title><content type='html'>So two very odd things have happened in the last day or two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am, for the first time ever I think, not in the mood to listen to Queen. Wierd. Really wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I would rather work Monday night than play soccer. I didn't think that I could ever want to do something more than I wanted to play soccer...but apparently I do. That's the strangest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I saw the new Batman. Twice. Once on opening night with Sarah and again today...er...Saturday. My parents came to visit and we went. Possibly one of the best movie I've ever seen. I'm a huge fan and I miss Heath Ledger more than ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7467214938567998994?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7467214938567998994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7467214938567998994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7467214938567998994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7467214938567998994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/strange.html' title='Strange...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2882767870134808404</id><published>2008-07-19T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:11:18.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Articles run on July 19 and July 20</title><content type='html'>I didn't have a chance to update yesterday, but here's the &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=116474-Sparks--moves-to-2-0-with-win-over-Fallon&amp;widget=push&amp;article-Sparks--moves-to-2-0-with-win-over-Fallon%20=&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;that ran on July 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=116810-Sparks-advances-to-championship-game&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;article-Sparks-advances-to-championship-game%20=&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;one is running on the 20th. It's already posted online so I thought I'd add it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2882767870134808404?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2882767870134808404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2882767870134808404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2882767870134808404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2882767870134808404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/articles-run-on-july-19-and-july-20.html' title='Articles run on July 19 and July 20'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3781490627568193822</id><published>2008-07-17T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:54:58.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><title type='text'>Today's Article: July 17, 2008</title><content type='html'>My &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story?page_label=home_top_stories_news&amp;article-MVP-status-is-more-than-just-good-seats-and-autographs%20=&amp;id=114535-MVP-status-is-more-than-just-good-seats-and-autographs&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=home_news_2nd_left&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt; relating to my MLB contacting stuff ran today. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule has got to go....It's almost 10 and I just woke up. I have to leave for work at 12:30, work all day, literally all day and then do it all again tomorrow. When I got back to working at 9am next week...well let's just say it's not going to be a pretty adjustment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3781490627568193822?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3781490627568193822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3781490627568193822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3781490627568193822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3781490627568193822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-article-july-17-2008.html' title='Today&apos;s Article: July 17, 2008'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6338116681363464459</id><published>2008-07-16T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:12:44.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a long day to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my day ended...OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soccer team, Everybody's Scoring Tonight, had our first game. It was...interesting. Three of my players for the summer season were missing tonight and two of my best players will be missing the season due to work, which is unfortunate to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started off strong, making runs, creating space playing good defense and staying in our positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second half came. We didn't make runs, at least none the really connected. We didn't create much space and we did not play defense well at all. We really didn't play in our positions. But that's what happens when you've only got two or three vets on the field. We'll get better....I hope. Or it's going to be a long long season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6338116681363464459?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6338116681363464459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6338116681363464459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6338116681363464459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6338116681363464459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7085993639443142607</id><published>2008-07-16T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:19:17.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Words...</title><content type='html'>There were words in my head upon waking up at 8 a.m. 786 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7085993639443142607?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7085993639443142607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7085993639443142607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7085993639443142607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7085993639443142607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/words.html' title='Words...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-1374468533953920046</id><published>2008-07-15T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:19:46.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>So I did my interview through MLBPA. It was awesome. Now I'm intimidated by having to write this article...the interview was so cool that I want my article to turn out really well so I'm psyching myself out. Maybe I should just go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually have words in my head...especially after I cover a game. I already have half the story written by the time I get home or to the office. But right now there's nothing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor head. My comments on The All-Star game will come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-1374468533953920046?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1374468533953920046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=1374468533953920046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1374468533953920046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1374468533953920046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7362156143684696959</id><published>2008-07-15T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:12:01.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Today's Article: July 15, 2008</title><content type='html'>My final (maybe) Cal Ripken &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=112951-Spanish-Springs-moves-on-to-Regionals&amp;article-Spanish-Springs-moves-on-to-Regionals%20=&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt; of the year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very stoked right now because I have been having calls back and forth with the Major League Baseball Players Association. Ok...it may sound lame to you but for a fairly green journalist, it's pretty damn cool. I have an interview in 18 minutes and I'm nervous. Eep!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7362156143684696959?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7362156143684696959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7362156143684696959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7362156143684696959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7362156143684696959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-article-july-15-2008.html' title='Today&apos;s Article: July 15, 2008'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6225540895145168343</id><published>2008-07-14T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:12:19.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Daily Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Today's article: July 14, 2008</title><content type='html'>Another Cal Ripken &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?article-Spanish-Springs-comes-up-short-with-Fallon%20=&amp;page_label=home_top_stories_sports&amp;id=112168-Spanish-Springs-comes-up-short-with-Fallon&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=home_news_1st_left&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt; came out today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm covernig another one tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6225540895145168343?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6225540895145168343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6225540895145168343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6225540895145168343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6225540895145168343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-article-july-14-2008.html' title='Today&apos;s article: July 14, 2008'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3152930162419752383</id><published>2008-07-13T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:42:31.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dustin Pedroia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oakland'/><title type='text'>Fantasy Baseball has given me a new appreciation for...baseball.</title><content type='html'>So before this year, you couldn't really pay me enough to sit through an entire baseball (on tv). I've been to a few games in my lifetime, I went and saw Oakland last year. But I wouldn't sit an watch for anything. I watched parts of the world series but other than that, I didn't pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However now that I have a fantasy team, that has all changed. I check my team several times a day. I pay more attention when I watch Sports Center. And I love watching the Red Sox. It just makes me happy every time I see Dustin Pedroia get a hit or score I sit there and smile and think maybe my team will have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted I'm in last place and still haven't quite figure out how they calculate my points...but it doesn't matter. It's the principal of the thing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, Yahoo! Fantasy League for giving me a better appreciation and understanding of Major League Baseball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3152930162419752383?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3152930162419752383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3152930162419752383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3152930162419752383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3152930162419752383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/fantasy-baseball-has-given-me-new.html' title='Fantasy Baseball has given me a new appreciation for...baseball.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6108811686975769387</id><published>2008-07-13T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:49:49.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'>Today's article</title><content type='html'>Check it out &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=111994-Spanish-Springs-prevails-over-Silver-State&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;article-Spanish-Springs-prevails-over-Silver-State%20=&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6108811686975769387?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6108811686975769387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6108811686975769387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6108811686975769387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6108811686975769387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-article.html' title='Today&apos;s article'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3779125099601875318</id><published>2008-07-12T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:50:08.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sparks Tribune'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an article run today on Cal Ripken baseball. I managed to use to word disatrous in it some where, so I feel accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;id=111497-Fallon-Drops-Spanish-Springs&amp;article-Fallon-Drops-Spanish-Springs%20=&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3779125099601875318?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3779125099601875318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3779125099601875318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3779125099601875318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3779125099601875318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-article-run-today-on-cal-ripken.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3117529272596508023</id><published>2008-07-12T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:14:29.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacramento Kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Urdrih'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LA Lakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artest'/><title type='text'>Sacramento Kings....what are you doing?</title><content type='html'>So the Kings have been in the news quite a bit this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they resigned Beno Udrih to a five year deal. Probably a good move for the Kings. He showed promise with them but in my opinion, he's no Mike Bibby. I think he's still young enough to be able to handle a support role for awhile, and be down played while K-mart and the other knuckle heads (Brad Miller and Ron Artest) take center stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the aforementioned knuckle heads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Miller! What were you thinking? Suspended for the first five games of the season for violating the NBAs drug policy. Do the Kings not have enough problems right now? Don't you have a new baby too? And a wife? Or is it girlfriend? I don't know...but get your act together!!!! Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2008/07/11/sports/BKN-Kings-Miller-Suspended.php"&gt;brief &lt;/a&gt; for his suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Artest...apparently the Lakers want him in exchange for Lamar Odom. Great. I really hate them both but we don't want any Lakers on our team. I don't want Artest on the team either. It doesn't seem like he's had much of an impact, other than annoying Kings fans. Did we make it to playoffs this season? Nooo. Check out &lt;a href="http://msn.foxsports.com/nba/story/8332134/Report:-Lakers-approach-Kings-about-Artest"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt; report from FoxSports on the potential trade. I would be thrilled to get rid of both Artest and Kenny Thomas. Thomas has an attitude problem which started back when Rick Adelman was the head coach. He's not that great of a player either. But I really don't think Odom will do us any good either. Can't we get someone better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3117529272596508023?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3117529272596508023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3117529272596508023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3117529272596508023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3117529272596508023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/sacramento-kingswhat-are-you-doing.html' title='Sacramento Kings....what are you doing?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5055551199635887542</id><published>2008-07-12T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:19:01.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ramblings'/><title type='text'>I burnt myself getting pizza out of the oven.</title><content type='html'>Boo. Now my wrist hurts. It turned white and all wrinkly. It looks wierd. I don't think mines as bad as Jess' but still. Ouchies. Stupid cookie sheet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5055551199635887542?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5055551199635887542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5055551199635887542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5055551199635887542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5055551199635887542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-burnt-myself-getting-pizza-out-of.html' title='I burnt myself getting pizza out of the oven.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8040829753323929799</id><published>2008-07-12T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:51:51.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ramblings'/><title type='text'>Oh How Times Have Changed....</title><content type='html'>I have never been a morning person. I hate waking up early, I feel all foggy and tired. I have a serious need for caffeine and I crash around 3 or 4 in the afternoon. But I'm at my sharpest then I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school, I went to bed at 10 o'clock every night, until my senior year. That was different. I had a boyfriend, I had better things to do than sleep. But before that I went to bed at 10 p.m. every night. I got up early and went to school early. On the weekends, I still got up early. The whole concept of being a "normal" teenager and sleeping until noon on a Sunday didn't really ever sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my first three years of college I went to bed much later but still got up early. 9 a.m. was me sleeping in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However if I were to sleep like I usually sleep now, meaning until 6 or 7 a.m. and continuing on this work schedule, I would absolutely die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clocked in for 10 hours and 40 minutes yesterday, 9 hours and 45 minutes the day before that and probably four or five today. But yesterday I didn't get off work until nearly midnight and didn't get to bed until 1 a.m. and I just got up....it's 11 a.m. now. That's so not like me. And it's not like I was being lazy and needed to sleep in. I was just to tired to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like my days has been wasted already. I wanted to go work out, come home, do laundry get ready and buy groceries. But I'm still tired, I have to work later and I just want to relax. Sigh. Why am I so much more motivated early in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SF is having a slight meltdown in the third).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8040829753323929799?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8040829753323929799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8040829753323929799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8040829753323929799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8040829753323929799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-how-times-have-changed.html' title='Oh How Times Have Changed....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6440848411408984021</id><published>2008-07-06T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:20:03.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><title type='text'>Goals update!</title><content type='html'>Goal #1: Accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #2: I think it will still happen, I'm going to wait until my six weeks after my newest piercings are healed, which is either today or possible next week...I'll have to do that math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #3: I'm still going to get my tat I just don't know when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #4: I almost got one last week but I chickened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #5: We'll see about my day in SF. I work all the time and so do my friends from back home...so it probably won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #6, Going to Seattle will not be happening this summer. It's unfortunate but I have my priorities (my purse and Disneyland).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #7, Going to Monterrey will probably also not happen. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #8, Going to a baseball game, may also be in trouble. I won't get to see my Red Sox which is very unfortunate. I'd still like to go, but I have no one to go with. Boo! :( I might get to see the LA Galazy (coughDavidBeckhamcough) play against the San Jose Quakes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #9: No clue about sky diving yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #10: Drunkenness in Disneyland is totally a go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #11: Since Jess and I never see each other I'm sure I'll survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #12: I'm still hoping for Marine World!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #13: I have yet to try any chinese food here since I made that goal but I think maybe I will today. I just don't know where there's a close chinese food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #14: Hahaha. Not a chance in hell that happened. Our schedules are too different to go together and I haven't done either one on my own. I did go for a run yesterday...and soccer starts soon. Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal #15, buying a Coach purse was accomplished on the Fourth of July. She's beautiful! I'm a happy mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6440848411408984021?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6440848411408984021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6440848411408984021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6440848411408984021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6440848411408984021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/goals-update.html' title='Goals update!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5431721897482470770</id><published>2008-07-06T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:24:16.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yankees'/><title type='text'>Ah, Sunday morning is just not what it used to be.</title><content type='html'>A text message woke me up at 6:35, which I had to call and follow up on the text. Then I went back to sleep. Then another phone call around 7:30. Then another around 9something. I finally got up around 10:45 and made peanut butter and honey toast. Mmm. Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of crap to do today but I basically want to lay around and do nothing, since I never get to do that. I do have to go get Trigger food. I wanted to tan and run. But it's hot out. And if I tan I have to buy new lotion which is expensive. I also have to write my last essay of the summer, woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to clean at some point and I'm going to rent the Natural and watch that at some point this week. Yeah...so I'm being lazy and it's relaxing. It's Sunday, shouldn't I get a break, I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the MLB All Star Game Selection show. It's just funny to me when Red Sox and Yankees have to play together....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5431721897482470770?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5431721897482470770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5431721897482470770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5431721897482470770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5431721897482470770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-sunday-morning-is-just-not-what-it.html' title='Ah, Sunday morning is just not what it used to be.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-1538072733580451513</id><published>2008-07-05T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T21:29:00.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't posted in awhile.</title><content type='html'>So here I am. I had a huge list of things in my head I wanted to say earlier but now I've forgotten them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure around 1 a.m. it'll all come back to me...super.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-1538072733580451513?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1538072733580451513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=1538072733580451513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1538072733580451513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1538072733580451513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-havent-posted-in-awhile.html' title='I haven&apos;t posted in awhile.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5350945102241496498</id><published>2008-06-28T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:21:32.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P.S. I love You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmer&apos;s Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>At work, again.</title><content type='html'>Today I look forward to a roughly 14 hour work day. Super. An eight hour shift one place, straight into game coverage to writing with maybe an hour long break (which I shall use for a nap) and then aggate for me. Woo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll make bank on this paycheck - it's all about Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dearest Bunny came to visit me on Thursday to cheer me up. Yay for bunny love. She noticed that I needed to be majorly cheered up so she came and met me after class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up and went and got food and then she got me all beautified by doing my makeup since I'm fairly pathetic at it. Then we went to Farmer's Market and bought strawberries and peaches to use for smoothies for Friday morning. We went a little too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came home early with every intention of going out but that didn't happen which was actually pretty perfect. We rebonded, or whatever. And watched Gilmore Girls. And made really crunchy rice crispy treats...they tasted good but were oh so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and I watched P.S. I Love You last night. That movie is ridiculous. I mean really ridiculous. I'd laugh for a second and then start crying, then cry harder and then laugh again. Throughout the whole movie. Very few movies keep me crying the entire time but this one was ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have anything to say. So, I'm done. I quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5350945102241496498?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5350945102241496498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5350945102241496498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5350945102241496498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5350945102241496498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-work-again.html' title='At work, again.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-1617332080090681957</id><published>2008-06-24T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:21:58.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wipeout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilmore Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I survived a Japanese Game Show'/><title type='text'>Oh my........</title><content type='html'>So I watched "Wipeout" and "I survived a Japanese Game Show" and all I can say is OH MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Gilmore Girls went off the air Tuesdays have lost all meaning to me. However, these two wonderfully ridiculous shows have appeared and I'm so happy. People falling in mud, hosts giving them ridiculous nicknames. It's just excellent. Oh so excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-1617332080090681957?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1617332080090681957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=1617332080090681957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1617332080090681957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1617332080090681957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my.html' title='Oh my........'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5433561742255711492</id><published>2008-06-24T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:06:00.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I met a very intersting man the other day...</title><content type='html'>So I did an interview yesterday with Dave Nolte who I guess is a high school track legden around. He is being inducted into the the National High School Athletics Coaches Association's Hall of Fame today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat and interviewed him for aboot half an hour and he had a lot of really great things to see. I think I used about three minutes worth of the whole interview in a 600 word article. I think I could've written a small book on him, mais c'est la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we touched on the Olympics. One of his former coaches was supposed to coach the 1980 Olympic track team so we talked about the potential for boycot for these Olympics. It was refreshing to hear someone else say what I've been thinking -- It's about the athletes. It's him vs. him and her vs. her. Not communist and socialists. It's all about the athletes and this is the one time we're all supposed to gather together for a competition, that's what Nolte told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also talked about specialization. He said kids should be well-rounded in their athletics. They shouldn't play just one sports year round. They should play many sports throughout the year. His kids were three sport athletes. I think that's comendable. He said coaches think that having a kid continuously play one sports is better, but they aren't getting better results and better production out of the kids. Have a guy play football, and then have him run track. What better way to help out his speed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5433561742255711492?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5433561742255711492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5433561742255711492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5433561742255711492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5433561742255711492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-met-very-intersting-man-other-day.html' title='I met a very intersting man the other day...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7165569104040459122</id><published>2008-06-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:28:53.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I may not say this often...</title><content type='html'>But, Thank you Shaq. Yes, Mr. Shaquille O'Neal I thank you for a multitude of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I thank you for mocking Kobe simply because he's Kobe Bryant the bane of my existance. Kobe didn't carry the Lakers like many thought he could and should have. Maybe he really couldn't do it without you. He really couldn't do it with Pau Ga"soft" as his wing man. It just didn't work out. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thank you Shaq for reminding everyone that you're an idiot. I never forgot, but I think many were. I'm not a Kobe fan, not am I a fan of you but you really didn't need to attack Kobe. I'm sure he's still hiding out somwhere crying about his missing ring - he doesn't need this from you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NBA also doesn't need this. I don't care if it's free style rap. You, a major role model, just attacked a fellow all-star athlete. How do the kids that look up to the two of you feel? You act like little children. You should be setting an example, a good one at that. The message you are sending across really won't help out today's youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you just made that Kobe went to the finals without you? Or because he's starring on the Olympic team. Is it jealousy, or just pure stupidity? Either way, I thank you Shaq. You just made my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7165569104040459122?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7165569104040459122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7165569104040459122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7165569104040459122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7165569104040459122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-may-not-say-this-often.html' title='I may not say this often...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-268303574619736365</id><published>2008-06-23T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:35:39.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ramblings'/><title type='text'>Where to begin?</title><content type='html'>This blog is probably disappearing soon. It was supposed to be more about sports and more professional so a future employer might see it and might want to hire me but this has been my venting alley for awhile so I should probably correct that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I hate Reno with a passion and I can't wait for May 16 to arrive. (That's my graduation date). If I didn't have a lease I would leave now. I don't know where I'd go. Probably France. I'm just so over it and have that urge to run again. I should've left the very first time I felt like this. But no I was stupid and decided to stay. That was one of the biggest mistakes I ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest mistake however was coming to Reno in the first place. Yeah the journalism school is good here but that wasn't enough. I hate the city, I hate the people and I hate everything else about the school. I could've gone to San Diego where I had family close by and friends who went to near by schools, but no. I pick the shit hole of the earth where none of my friends will come visit and all the sane people knew better than to come here. Now I'm stuck here, in a lease, with one year left of college. Super. I'll take massive bets on the fact that it'll be a shitty year too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to work at 7:30 this morning. Yeah, that was really early. I get to work until 12:30, then go to class for two hours and then go do an interview that I'm just not in the mood for. I look and feel like shit. I hardly slept and woke up feeling ridiculously nauseous. I should be used to this by now, oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candace Parker had a dunk for the Sparks last night and the media is making a huge deal about it...which seems wierd to me but it's the media. We make a big deal out of everything so I guess no real shocker there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rediscovered that Transformers is an awesome movie. Semi-Pro was pretty lame. It's probably better if you watch it a few times but I won't. I rented P.S. I love you but I probably won't be watching it. Too much love makes me feel sick so yeah. I also rented Good Luck Chuck at least it's got a lot of humor in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-268303574619736365?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/268303574619736365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=268303574619736365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/268303574619736365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/268303574619736365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-to-begin.html' title='Where to begin?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4348478981094332120</id><published>2008-06-21T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:10:27.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><title type='text'>At work...again - and slightly bitter this morning.</title><content type='html'>I get to work for a wonderful and boring eight hours today, have a few off and then work again tonight at 9. Woo hoo. Isn't my life super? So I'm bored already with no one to entertain me yet. The roomie is going camping so I basically have no one to hang out with all weekend but I'm not bitter. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did decide there's one last thing I'm looking forward to this summer, and that's the Olympics. Olympic covrage makes me happy there's always, hopefully, something awesome for me to watch. The Euro 2008 coverage has just made my day when I've been able to watch it, so I'm excited for the Olympics coverage as well. I hope they show a lot of soccer and softball, seeing as how it's the last Olympics for women's softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my fantasy team sucks. It doesn't help that I don't know squat about a fantasy team. It probably would've helped to know what the hell I was signing up for but I just felt like it so I did. This means lots of research before I sign up for a fantasy football team. Maybe it'll go a little better if I start off with a decent team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided there is something missing in my life when basketball is in its offseason. It makes me sad and I feel empty inside. I'd like to whine at the television some more, curse Kobe and bemoan my Kings. But no. Alas, I have about four months of loneliness to wait for my favorite season of the year. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that's unfortunate? These computers at work suck. No myspace, no facebook and I can't get on any Web site and watch full episodes of anything because something doesn't quite work in here. Myspace and Facebook are blocked. But its the media players, they have issues. No abc.com no tbs.com. It's really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I brought movies and homework with me. More than likely I'll watch all the movies and not do my homework but that's how I roll. I don't have anything due until Tuesday and then an esasy on Thursday. But I don't have anything to do other than work and go to schoo so I'm sure I'll be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still bitter about the weather. My friend told me yesterday that it was 105 at home. Not fair. I want super hot disgusting weather - and no wind. I want to go home and lay out by my parents pool but no. Work for 10-12 hours today, sit on my ass all day tomorrow and then working tomorrow night prevents me from going home. It wouldn't be so bad if everyone here wasn't lame. When I say everyone, I mean Jess, the only person I talk to, who happens to like spending time with her boyfriend which means no time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no. All my silly friends are home and too busy to see me during the weekends and I'm to busy to see them during the week. I knew I should've just moved home for the summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm cranky and didn't get enough sleep).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4348478981094332120?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4348478981094332120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4348478981094332120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4348478981094332120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4348478981094332120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-workagain-and-slightly-bitter-this.html' title='At work...again - and slightly bitter this morning.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5704901733596799670</id><published>2008-06-18T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:57:10.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so over it.</title><content type='html'>I'm so over drama. I mean really. Have I not had my share? First it was guys then it was family members and now its more drama with friends. I really don't need it. Everyone I'm close to is over the age of 20 - we're not in high school anymore. When do we grow up? When does this bull shit go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of trying to be "calm" or whatever you want to call it. I'm sick of stepping on egg shells because everyone is so god damn sensitive. If you've ever spent real time with me, you know I'm a blunt person. I say what's on my mind. But no. Some people just can't handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just can't communicate. They can't take an ugly truth. They can't be upfront about anything. Just say it and get it over with. Don't hold it all in it just makes everything a mess. If people would just say what the hell their problem is everything would be a hell of a lot easier. Yeah, it might be ugly for a day or two but fine. A day or two is much better than weeks or months of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ridiculous, honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5704901733596799670?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5704901733596799670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5704901733596799670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5704901733596799670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5704901733596799670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-so-over-it.html' title='I&apos;m so over it.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5618067927367145270</id><published>2008-06-17T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:58:14.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Jon Barry</title><content type='html'>For saying "Punked" during the halftime report. It was beautiful. (The Kings never should've let you go bro.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 1:&lt;br /&gt;So the Lakers look like shit. There's five of them on defense and they're all basically in the paint...and the Celtics get the offensive rebound. That's just sad. And embarassing for the Lakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job Celtics!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's also revenge for the Kings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5618067927367145270?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5618067927367145270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5618067927367145270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5618067927367145270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5618067927367145270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you-jon-barry.html' title='Thank you Jon Barry'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8111287934024296568</id><published>2008-06-17T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:22:33.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd Ray Allen go?</title><content type='html'>I'm confused....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now he's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at halftime...they're on FIRE. And Kobe sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm predicting yet another come back. But my word they're playing amazingly right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8111287934024296568?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8111287934024296568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8111287934024296568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8111287934024296568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8111287934024296568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/whered-ray-allen-go.html' title='Where&apos;d Ray Allen go?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6105082993792046906</id><published>2008-06-17T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:22:32.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA Finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><title type='text'>More procrastination</title><content type='html'>Boston istotally stressing me out right now....I want them to win. I really just hate the Lakers. I'm thinking if it goes to seven, Boston's in trouble...but that's just me. I don't know. Anything could happen as we all know. (They're showing Steven Tyler at the game, that's pretty sweet). Kobe is freakin ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I should be working on my essay but....yeah. Basketball beats homework any day of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6105082993792046906?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6105082993792046906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6105082993792046906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6105082993792046906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6105082993792046906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-procrastination.html' title='More procrastination'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4003379159312406899</id><published>2008-06-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:38:29.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Donaghy and the NBA altering games?</title><content type='html'>Wow. Just wow. I have run out of words, and more expletives to use on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should check out my column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=home_top_stories_sports&amp;id=86313-Official-s-allegations-tarnishing-NBA-s-postseason&amp;widget=push&amp;article-Official-s-allegations-tarnishing-NBA-s-postseason%20=&amp;instance=home_news_right&amp;open=&amp;"&gt;http://dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=home_top_stories_sports&amp;id=86313-Official-s-allegations-tarnishing-NBA-s-postseason&amp;widget=push&amp;article-Official-s-allegations-tarnishing-NBA-s-postseason%20=&amp;instance=home_news_right&amp;open=&amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll mess with the link later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4003379159312406899?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4003379159312406899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4003379159312406899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4003379159312406899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4003379159312406899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/tim-donaghy-and-nba-altering-games.html' title='Tim Donaghy and the NBA altering games?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8553390240407805634</id><published>2008-06-06T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T17:34:49.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So in my last post I mentioned that some people really suck.</title><content type='html'>I am officially one of those people. And I'm an idiot. Good job me. Screwing things up left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8553390240407805634?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8553390240407805634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8553390240407805634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8553390240407805634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8553390240407805634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-in-my-last-post-i-mentioned-that.html' title='So in my last post I mentioned that some people really suck.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8297727198188941818</id><published>2008-06-03T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:04:19.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people really just suck.</title><content type='html'>And sometimes I wonder why it seems that sucky people are always around. Why do you keep people in your life who just don't support you, who are bad friends and sometimes bad influences. It makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it does. I am one of those people who don't like to let go. I don't like to think about not being in contact with people who have been a large part of your life. I don't like to let go. I don't do goodbyes well at all. I've stuck around people for a long time, when I should't have just to not lose them in my life and I know I'll make that mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. People should just not be bitches. This is why I don't like girls. Grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8297727198188941818?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8297727198188941818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8297727198188941818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8297727198188941818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8297727198188941818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-people-really-just-suck.html' title='Some people really just suck.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4513444704024076316</id><published>2008-06-03T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:15:14.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex and the City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='softball'/><title type='text'>It's a love / hate kind of a thing...</title><content type='html'>Work blows. But then it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I love my job and other days, like today, I absolutely hate it. I go into work this morning, much earlier than I would have liked because one of my bosses has to send something in around 10 and I have to get it done for her to do so. I found out she had the day off when I went in so it didn't matter. She's also taking over the front desk, which is not good because she hates me, and I asked her very nicely yesterday for front desk hours. I saw the schedule for the next three weeks and guess who's not on it? Super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I drive out to Sparks five times a week (just for the community center) to get about 10-12 hours a week for doing softball stuff. That's really not worth it. Plus the aforementioned boss and I don't get along very well. Jess works there too but since I don't do the front desk, we never see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was on the schedule for two nights this week, and when I found out that's all I was getting they gave me a shift tonight (therefore I'll be driving to Sparks twice today). So at least my next check will be nice, but not so much after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the paper. I didn't work at all last week. An hour today, just under an hour yesterday. There's not really any sports going on, so again, I'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to cover a concert every once in awhile but there's no sports going and there's not a whole lot for me to do. So I'm bored and not really making any money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to stay at the paper for now. I also think I'm going to talk to my main boss and tell him that the way the schedule is won't work for me and working so little isn't enough and if I don't get hours I'm going to find another job and quit. I could always have three jobs, that would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm done with that little rant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Sex and the City last night, it was awesome! Johanna and I tried to make Cosmos and they were a bit to strong but oh well. The movie was cute and we had fun so it made me happy. I desperately want to go shoe shopping right now. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4513444704024076316?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4513444704024076316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4513444704024076316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4513444704024076316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4513444704024076316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-love-hate-kind-of-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a love / hate kind of a thing...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2811144848719401881</id><published>2008-05-31T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:52:47.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick and dirty:</title><content type='html'>Thanks Jake Highton for teaching me the term quick and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quick update. Got to LA Thursday. Went to the graduation. Steven Spielberg sat behind me. Colin Powell was the guest speaker. We ate some chinese type food called chin chins for dinner. Alison looke gorgeous. Her shcool is crazy, they all wore white dresses. No cap. No gown. 88 girls graduated, it was an all girl private school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we had breakfast (a delicious blueberry bagel, yum yum). Then ran errands and bought booze at Smart and Final for Saturday's graduation party. We also went to a two story Bed and Bath which was cool. They had a special escalator to put the shopping carts through, which highly amused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we called our grandparents and they met us for lunch at my aunt and uncle's house. Then we played pool and stuff until we finally decided to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Alison, Evan and I went, I drove. Yes, I know my driving skills suck, but they totally work in LA. So we went to a beach right down for the Santa Monica Pier, we could see the Ferris Wheel and stuff. It was really cold and windy so we stayed for about 30 minutes. Evan chased seagulls. Alison and I froze. It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got home, showered and ready and had dinner with the grandparents. My aunt Laurie can cook like a mad woman. We had some kind of breaded chicken and home made mac and cheese. Mmmmmm good. Sorry Campbells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I napped on the couch while they went to a graduation party and then when they got home we watched Seinfeld and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Alison and I went to yoga and she took me to Pinkberry. Yoga was exhausting beyond all reason. I honestly don't know that I've had a better workout than at Yoga. I've been three times before and it kicks my ass. When I sweat from my shins, that's impressive. Pinkberry is a frozen yougurt place that I think only exists in LA. But it's really huge here and I've been told about it by my family, so we went. It was actually pretty good. Apparently they're really secretive about what's in the yougurt part but it's not like normal yougurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got home only to find out that my mom tripped and fell outside and my dad took her to the ER. Super. Knowing her luck it's broken. When I called my dad he said it was really messed up and she her a lot popping and clicking. No bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Alison is trying to register for her first college class, that's cute. Aw. I'm proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as she's done with we're going to Pinks which is a hot dog place here that's really famous. My dad's going to be mad we're going without him but we have very limited time here. My aunt, uncle and cousins are going to another graduation party at about 2:30. Then coming home and Alison's party is at 6 and there's supposed to be 80 people here. The caterers are already here and yeah. That's about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup. I probably won't get an update again today and maybe not tomorrow either. But I'm alive over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S MONICA'S BIRTHDAY! WOO HOO MONICA!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2811144848719401881?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2811144848719401881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2811144848719401881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2811144848719401881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2811144848719401881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/quick-and-dirty.html' title='Quick and dirty:'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8801544905332191281</id><published>2008-05-26T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:24:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have goals this summer...I swear.</title><content type='html'>So this is potentially my last summer vacation (my that's a depressing though.) I have made a few goals for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Getting my ears pierced (again). I did that yesterday, tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;2) Getting the top of my right ear pierced.&lt;br /&gt;3) Getting a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;4) Getting a bikini wax.&lt;br /&gt;5) Hanging out in SF for at least a day.&lt;br /&gt;6) Road trip to Seattle to look for Seattle Grace Hospital and get coffee in the original Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;7) Going to Monterey.&lt;br /&gt;8) Going to a baseball game.&lt;br /&gt;9) Sky diving.&lt;br /&gt;10) Getting drunk in Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;11) Making it to my 21st birthday (Jess may kill me before then).&lt;br /&gt;12) Marine World (the one in Vallejo....it's tradition)!&lt;br /&gt;13) Trying as many chinese food places that I have to in Reno until I find one that's actually decent.&lt;br /&gt;14) Going with Jess to the gym and tanning three times a week.&lt;br /&gt;15) Buy a Coach purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will hopefully do all these things while holding two jobs and not getting fired. Good luck huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8801544905332191281?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8801544905332191281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8801544905332191281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8801544905332191281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8801544905332191281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-goals-this-summeri-swear.html' title='I have goals this summer...I swear.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6196951734972018434</id><published>2008-05-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:27:08.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><title type='text'>Life is ironicly ironic.</title><content type='html'>So grades came out. I got a 3.6 GPA. Not great right? Actually it's the best I've done since my very first semester in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic is it that I get the best grades I've gotten I received during what was the worst time in my personal life? Strange how that works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean basically I was dumped abou four weeks into the semester and was dealing with that for awhile after that...so one would think my grades would suck. But no. I'm basically amazing. 2 A's, A-, B+ and a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me. Marvel at my skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so amazing? Well, allow me to explain. I am fucking tough. And I finally got my priorities in order and my head on straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want and no one is stopping me. Now I'm happy and content and I do what I want. I have the attitude that if someone can't handle me for me, that's their problem. I like who I am and I like how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost is a wierd show. I'm so...well. Lost. Sidenote. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked too much today when I should've been in bed, asleep. Oh well. Hopefully I'll be all better by Friday. I think one more really good night of sleep will be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so knew the Lakers were going to come back in that game. I hate the Lakers. And the Spurs. I'm screwed no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6196951734972018434?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6196951734972018434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6196951734972018434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6196951734972018434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6196951734972018434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-ironicly-ironic.html' title='Life is ironicly ironic.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2233852851666518166</id><published>2008-05-20T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:54:41.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I lay dying....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning: This post is unnecessarily long and potentially pointless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be honest, I'm not laying. I'm sitting at work bored out of my mind, as usual. And I don't think I'm dying but it's a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a marathon. The USA Olympic Softball team was in Sacramento and since my dad is the ASA commissioner in Sacramento, we were in charge. We are known as the Greater Sacramento Softball Association (GSSA) in case you were interested. This whole deal would have been super fun/awesome if I didn't want to rip my head off all day - so the whole cold thing was pretty unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dropping of VIP passes here and there my mom and I got to the field at 10 a.m. where we met with Ronnie Isham the USA Softball director of National Teams. That was pretty cool getting to sit in and be a part of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we separated VIP passes and made sure we had media credentials and stuff all set. We also honored a girl, also named Kayla, who has Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. We had a contacted who was letting her come onto the field to stand next to her favorite player, Crystal Bustos. So the gave me the job of calling the girl's mother and writing up a little bio on her. That was depressing but pretty humbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 p.m. the madness started. We opened up the gates and let the public in and the Olympic team arrived 15 minutes after that. So for the next 2.5 hours I ran around like a mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the "liaison" between the Olympic team, one of the news stations and the Sacramento All-Star team who was playing against the Olympic Team. Then we started the opening ceremonies deal. I should be known, from now on, as cannon stuffer girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sacramento Kings/Monarchs let use their cannon gun. We did this at Nationals over the summer but this time was way cooler. There were tons of bleachers set up for the fans so we had way more range. Actually, we had a little too much range and got booed a few times for shooting t-shirts out of the park, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once ceremonies were over I got to sit down. For about 15 minutes. We took out the cannon again at the end of the second inning, before the bottom of the third and after the third. We were booed again. More like Barry was booed. I was just the stuffer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I was dead. 96 degrees, a severe head cold and running around is a bad combo. The Olympic team won 22-0. The team did its cool down, so I played security guard. I'm a great security guard, FYI. I was ready to tackle some people who were heckling me too but I didn't have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the team signed autographs for about 45 minutes. I wandered around, helped me dad, talked to Lisa Fernandez and also schmoozed with the writer from the New York times. He gave me his business card and told me to drop him a line. I plan on doing that but I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they signed autographs for the staff (Yes, I was included) but mostly for the batgirls and Team Sacramento. I do have a ball signed by all 18 players - be jealous, it was cool. I took photos with Jennie Finch, Crystal Bustos and Lisa Fernandez I think but I don't have them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team started to pack up and leave as did the GSSA crew. Mom and left around 10:15 and everyone else got out of there about an hour later, I think. I walked immediately into the shower. I didn't even stop to put down the stuff I was carrying. I walked into my bathroom, turned on the water and then dropped everything. It'd been a long day, so the shower was excellent. After that I was too lazy to make actual food. I had vanilla pudding but gave up on anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually slept. I remember laying down, setting down my cell phone and waking up in the exact same position I started in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got up I realized I still felt like shit so I took advantage of the doctor appointment the advice nurse had scheduled for me Sunday night when my mom made me call in about having chest pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have a cold. (I hope you appreciate the news flash). So he gave me cough syrup with codeine in it, which I look forward to consuming tonight. Hopefully it'll knock me out so I can sleep again. The doc also gave me an inhaler. Apparently having exercise-induced asthma eight years ago is cause for you the wheeze while sick later on in life. It made no sense to me but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he didn't give me anything for my congestion, which is plaguing me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet up with my &lt;strong&gt;Monica&lt;/strong&gt; for breakfast. We went to Noah's where I had a delicious blueberry bagel with cream cheese. We so need Noah's in Reno. Grrr! After our delightful morning (marred by being deathly ill) I picked up my &lt;strong&gt;Queenie&lt;/strong&gt; and she ran errands with me. We went to the pharmacy to get me drugs, to my bank so I have money in my checking account, to get my eyebrows waxed and to Bel-Air to get me Sudafed, which the doctor recommended I take for congestion. I doubt it will work since nothing has but we'll find out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got packed and got Trigger ready to go and after grabbing my fourth Coldbuster Jamba Juice this week, headed back to Reno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I lay. Sit. Oops. Working for &lt;strong&gt;Jess&lt;/strong&gt; because I love her. I only have about an hour left and then I get to go home and have a wonderful night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this post really was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pissed about my El Camino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2233852851666518166?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2233852851666518166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2233852851666518166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2233852851666518166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2233852851666518166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-i-lay-dying.html' title='As I lay dying....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2803710458415283921</id><published>2008-05-18T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:33:52.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Roseville</title><content type='html'>So here I am, in Roseville in the 95+ degree weather and I'm sick. Super. My head hurts, my throat hurts and I can't breathe. Awesome. Usually I'd enjoy how sickeningly hot it is but at the moment, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see some of my family today, which was nice. After that we stopped at the Sacramento Softball Complex to checkout the madness going on getting ready for the Olympic softball event tomorrow. If you've never been a part of one of these events, you don't understand what kind of planning and volunteer force is neccesary to get through it. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I feel like crap and I have to be outside for over 12 hours tomorrow. More than likely I'll be heading to the ER around 6 p.m. or so. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I make it through tomorrow, it should be a pretty cool day. I'm meeting with some people from the ASA National office to iron out details about the media and Olympic team interviews and stuff. Then I get to help my dad run the show. Then during the event I'm walking the reporters to particular players so they can do their interviews and such. That should be pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. And I need a hug. At least I got my chinese food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2803710458415283921?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2803710458415283921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2803710458415283921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2803710458415283921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2803710458415283921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-roseville.html' title='Oh Roseville'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-3228565042537962328</id><published>2008-05-16T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:19:00.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how the mighty hath fallen....</title><content type='html'>I want to slap each Boston Celtic upside the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team with the best record in the NBA and one of the best road records in the NBA suddenly can't win on the road in the playoffs. That's pathetic. Granted LeBron James is a damn good basketball play and NOT underrated it doesn't matter. Boston should not have had to take this series to seven games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also should've beaten Atlanta, the worst team in the playoffs, in probably four if not five. But no. Road games are apparently to difficult for the Celts right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They way they're playing, they don't deserve an NBA Championship. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. Do what you're paid to do people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-3228565042537962328?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3228565042537962328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=3228565042537962328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3228565042537962328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/3228565042537962328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-how-mighty-hath-fallen.html' title='Oh how the mighty hath fallen....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2689127850306220846</id><published>2008-05-12T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:11:02.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How am I already bored?</title><content type='html'>I have been done with school with school for nearly two whole hours, and I'm already bored. How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English final was long, but no biggie. French was a joke. I will be complaining to the department if I get a bad grade. He told us the final in class test would be exactly like the worksheet we did on the first day. Personally, I knew better because he had screwed with a class before that. Well I studied more than the original worksheet but I basically needed to reread my entire book for the class several times over, and memorize my notes...super. Thanks Guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all failed. I knew two out of 25, and I'm not even sure I knew the two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bored. I could go into work but I don't feel like it. I should clean and organize but again, I don't feel like it. So I guess it's my own fault I'm bored. I think I'll just take a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2689127850306220846?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2689127850306220846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2689127850306220846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2689127850306220846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2689127850306220846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-am-i-already-bored.html' title='How am I already bored?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6336925019873931120</id><published>2008-05-10T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:25:42.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what's a good show?</title><content type='html'>Sex and the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fan. Some things they've had on there have been ridiculous but all in all, it's a damn good show. It makes me laugh. And it makes me miss my friends at home even more. Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6336925019873931120?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6336925019873931120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6336925019873931120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6336925019873931120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6336925019873931120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-know-whats-good-show.html' title='You know what&apos;s a good show?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-68760020662376774</id><published>2008-05-08T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:43:36.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School's almost over!</title><content type='html'>I finished up with all of my journalism finals, as of today. Thank god. I'm over journalism this semester. My classes were ridiculous. So is the grading but I won't rant about that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my dance final early tomorrow and haven't started to study for it. Oops. I'm doing that next. Then Monday I have French and English and I have to do a lot of work for those this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Boston is owning Cleveland. That sucks because I like Cleveland. But I'm excited for the next game because I want to see how Boston does on the road. They haven't won on the road yet in the playoffs this year and let's face it - they should've swept Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my belief that if you can't win on the road you don't deserve an NBA Champion title, but that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-68760020662376774?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/68760020662376774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=68760020662376774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/68760020662376774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/68760020662376774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/schools-almost-over.html' title='School&apos;s almost over!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6320583134363260304</id><published>2008-05-02T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:03:19.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><title type='text'>So early in the morning</title><content type='html'>So it's nearly 8 a.m. and I'm at work. If you know me at all, you know I don't do morning. You also know I don't do well on little sleep and I haven't been getting much sleep the past week. But it's totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally May, which means school is out in less than two weeks, which is excellent. Except as soon as I'm done with this post I'm signing up for a summer class, so its not that big of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must again admit that I love television. I watched Grey's Anatomy and Lost and I am still hooked. Grey's was very eventful last night especially with the reappearance of Addison, that was pretty awesome. Rebbeca showed up too, which was interesting and apparently there's a lesbian couple on the show now. Random. Didn't really see that one coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost however, did disappoint me a little bit. I am not a big fan of these flashforwards. I don't like knowing who the Oceanic Six are because you know who can't die. Obviously nothing bad was going to happen to Jack last night because he lives. And knowing that Kate and Jack eventually do get together spoils the fun for now. I'd like to revisit the flashbacks please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided I really miss Charlie and what the hell is going on with Claire? Miles is a smartass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm finished nerding about tv....I have little to say about basketball at the moment. Detroit smashed Philly last night (might I add that I called that). I was wrong about Phoenix and yeah. That's really all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd hop on and make an insightful post since it's been a few days but then I realized I didn't have anything to say. Now I'm remembering there's a reason I don't do homework or study in the mornings, I'm slightly incoherent. So I think I'll put my head on the desk and maybe finish the brownie I grabbed for breakfast. Oh, the joys of being in college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6320583134363260304?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6320583134363260304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6320583134363260304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6320583134363260304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6320583134363260304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-early-in-morning.html' title='So early in the morning'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7953729659884976439</id><published>2008-04-29T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:54:10.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination is key....</title><content type='html'>To getting nothing accomplished. Ever. I sat at my desk with my laptop in front of me for about three hours last night and got nothing done. Well, I take that back, I wrote about six short paragraphs for the cover letter I was trying to do. Other than that, nothing. I have a concert preview due in seven minutes. It's supposed to be 500 words and I have...72. Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7953729659884976439?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7953729659884976439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7953729659884976439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7953729659884976439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7953729659884976439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/procrastination-is-key.html' title='Procrastination is key....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-923730634059698489</id><published>2008-04-28T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:24:56.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike Bibby'/><title type='text'>The first team to win 50 and get swept....</title><content type='html'>Sucks to be Denver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Lakers but that's one series down. Score one for me. I am so sick of Kobe and his stupid pinkie. It's like Shaq and his big toe. I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Atlanta. Way to get two at home and tie up the series. If Atlanta wins game five, I think Boston is toast, they'll lose confidence. Whatever, I'm cheering for Bibby, that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando also won today, so that's two series down. So I'm 2-0 in my picks. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hardcore avoiding all the work I have to do. I have a concert preview due tomorrow, a cover letter and few features I'm doing for another project...and I really don't know where to start. Super. Wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is another earthquake that wakes me up in the middle of the night, I will cry. I like my sleep and I don't get enough of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-923730634059698489?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/923730634059698489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=923730634059698489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/923730634059698489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/923730634059698489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-team-to-win-50-and-get-swept.html' title='The first team to win 50 and get swept....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2029367393946535153</id><published>2008-04-24T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:45:49.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I learned quite a bit today.</title><content type='html'>1) Earthquakes apparently scare the shit out of me. I was out covering the Reed and McQueen baseball game and the bleachers were rocked on several occassions. We all felt two major ones and I think there was a smaller one as well. I love that I get an email today from the campus police saying how we're expected to have a 6.0 or greater earthquake. Seriously? That's going to cause panic idiots. Just tell us to be prepared but don't cause panic. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The NBA bothers me sometimes. I may love it, but I'm sick of blowouts and sick of teams who can't play on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am obsessed with Michael Jordan's commercial. I get chills every single time I see it. It's pretty hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I work way too much. I have tomorrow afternoon off from the paper and I'm going into the park to work for a few hours. Then into the paper tomorrow night. I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I already new this, but my word I love television. I'll admit it. Seeing Grey's Anatomy for the first time in months, excellent. And Lost, thank god, was an excellent episode. This show is ridiculous. I am always Lost. I think that was why they named it that. By the way, I hate Ben. You have no idea how much, but I really really hate him. What the hell does he mean, "the island's mine?" Who the hell would want to go back there? FFS. Damn this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm....I just saw previews and um...they won't kill him off right? I will quit watching the show if they kill him off! (I am leaving it as "him" in case you watch the show and missed the epsiode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I got a new cell phone, woo hoo. Now I can see the screen and everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2029367393946535153?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2029367393946535153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2029367393946535153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2029367393946535153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2029367393946535153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-learned-quite-bit-today.html' title='So I learned quite a bit today.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6528254952657462896</id><published>2008-04-24T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:55:15.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear NBA,</title><content type='html'>Learn to play on the road. You don't deserve a championship if you can win at home.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6528254952657462896?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6528254952657462896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6528254952657462896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6528254952657462896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6528254952657462896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-nba.html' title='Dear NBA,'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4737896274120874076</id><published>2008-04-22T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:42:06.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last month of school sucks!</title><content type='html'>Basically, I haven't done shit all semester. I mean school workwise. I've sat on my ass, turned in stuff late because I've forgotten about it but basically that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have a presentation due tomorrow, several small papers, a fairly big j-project that I'm sucking at, french take home tests and finals. Super. Ok, now I'll admit its about damn time I did work this semester. Next year is my year for screwing around, but I should've had to work a lot this semester. But I haven't, so now I'm feeling overwhelmed but then I look at my darling roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is about 13092498240598203984x more stressed than I am, and I don't know how to help! :(&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, that's an impressive number, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially since i can't help with LSATs, Spanish or criminal justice stuff. I feel useless. I am, however, an excellent sugar bagger. Mhmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4737896274120874076?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4737896274120874076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4737896274120874076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4737896274120874076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4737896274120874076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-month-of-school-sucks.html' title='The last month of school sucks!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2688058366828664624</id><published>2008-04-20T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:34:53.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh NBA - how I love thee!</title><content type='html'>Detroit is stupid. I can't believe they lost. They shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Lakers. I wish Denver could at least play for a whole quarter and look like they should be in the playoffs. I just watched them play like shit, and the Lakers play to their level, and thought about the poor Warriors who are on summer vacation right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Bibby was really off today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Magic trounced the Raptors. It was ugly for quite awhile. I almost felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd forgotten how awesome Pretty Woman is. Good, good movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2688058366828664624?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2688058366828664624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2688058366828664624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2688058366828664624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2688058366828664624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-nba-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Oh NBA - how I love thee!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-8131019751816625860</id><published>2008-04-20T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:28:19.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People do stupid things.</title><content type='html'>It's true. All people do stupid things in their lives. It's not because of sheer idiocy it's because it is impossible to sort out your needs versus your wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple example: I need to sleep, but I'd rather watch a movie or talk to my roommate or one of my friends. So I do what I want, rather than what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's fine and dandy. I'm going to have a long day the next day due to lack of sleep, will probably fall asleep in class and be grouchy by tomorrow night. No big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when what you really need to do is much bigger than sleep. But you pick what you want because it makes you feel better in the short run? In the short run your wants prevail, you feel better or you have more fun or eat chocolate instead of a real meal. But in the long run, that want you chose screwed you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your want is what makes you feel better while your need is probably healthier, but what college student does anything healthy? Most college students consume top ramen and beer as dietary staples. That's not the smartest thing, and it's not what your body needs, but we want more money to go do something fun, and top ramen is cheap. Wants wins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when that want is the worst thing you could possibly do? What if your need is something you absolutely have to do for your own personal happiness in the long run. What if you go against that need, the want tears you down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do people start saying no to the want and yes to the need? The need makes you feel awful in the short run and it could be a day or a year until you feel better, until you know it was the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone figures out how to consistently make the right decision (aka need) over the sometimes easy decision (want) feel free to let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-8131019751816625860?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8131019751816625860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=8131019751816625860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8131019751816625860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/8131019751816625860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/people-do-stupid-things.html' title='People do stupid things.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-375528682205475891</id><published>2008-04-19T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:20:38.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix vs. San Antonio</title><content type='html'>That was a terrible shot by Barbosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;Um. That was bad timing. Offensive foul in OT, to foul out, with 12 seconds left. Brilliant Amare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 2:&lt;br /&gt;Ok. And then Tim Duncan hits his FIRST THREE OF THE SEASON, to tie with 3 seconds. Are you kidding me? Talk about clutch. Good job Duncan. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 3:&lt;br /&gt;Double OT in the first game of the series. My God I love NBA playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 4:&lt;br /&gt;I officially think Phoenix doesn't deserve to win this game...but I don't want Spurs to win the championship this season. (110-108 SA with 2:18 left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 5:&lt;br /&gt;And now San Antonio has pickeed an awful time to commit and offensive foul. Good job Kurt Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 6:&lt;br /&gt;And three free throws for Steve Nash, meaning Tony Parker has fouled out for the first time all season with 2:04 left in the second OT. Use your head people!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 7:&lt;br /&gt;(I saw no foul by Parker FYI) - and Nash's 2 for 3 freethrows...ugh. 110 all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 8:&lt;br /&gt;I really hate Shaq. Ginobili is on fire in this OT. Steve Nash is not. 114-112 SA with 1:07 left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 9:&lt;br /&gt;I hope by the end of this series Shaq and Duncan beat the shit out of each other. I would kill for a good hockeyesque fight in the NBA. Someone needs to sit the Suns down and have a little chat about shot selection and closing out a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 10: &lt;br /&gt;That was a crazy ass three by Nash. I told you Ginobili was on fire and the Suns no longer deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final comment: Holy shit. I really love NBA playoffs. And lucky for me, there's two more games today. I plan on sitting on my ass and enjoying every minute of it. And possibly eating lots of chocolate too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-375528682205475891?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/375528682205475891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=375528682205475891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/375528682205475891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/375528682205475891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/phoenix-vs-san-antonio.html' title='Phoenix vs. San Antonio'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-973729184718323936</id><published>2008-04-19T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T11:20:58.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='softball'/><title type='text'>Today marks the start of something wonderful.</title><content type='html'>The beginning of the 2008 NBA Playoffs. That's right. Days and days of pure joy, adrenaline and excitment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first round picks:&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland over Washington&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix over San Anotonio (Probably in seven)&lt;br /&gt;LA Lakers over Denver&lt;br /&gt;New Orleans over Dallas (that could just be because I WANT NO to win)&lt;br /&gt;Utah over Houston&lt;br /&gt;Detroit over Philly&lt;br /&gt;Boston over Atlanta (probably in four boo)&lt;br /&gt;Orlando over Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's what I think. Cleveland is up three over Washington with under five in the third, in case you were curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to yet another softball game. Woo hoo. It better not be too cold tonight. I'm sad I'm going to miss two NBA games while I'm at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-973729184718323936?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/973729184718323936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=973729184718323936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/973729184718323936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/973729184718323936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-marks-start-of-something.html' title='Today marks the start of something wonderful.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5809876917679940656</id><published>2008-04-16T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:01:10.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Atlanta!</title><content type='html'>I am very excited for the Atlanta Hawks for making it to the playoffs. My Kings may be toast, but at least I can cheer for Mike Bibby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5809876917679940656?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5809876917679940656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5809876917679940656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5809876917679940656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5809876917679940656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-atlanta.html' title='Go Atlanta!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6282161741750531397</id><published>2008-04-16T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:59:53.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what's sad...?</title><content type='html'>Working so much and being so busy all the time that you don't know what to do with yourself when you have some time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, my 1-2:15 class got out at 1:30 today due to a fire drill. So I think great, I have an hour and a half to screw around before my next class instead of 45 minutes. So I go and get coffee and check me email until 3:00 when someone comes in and says class has been canceled. Ok, I'm thrilled not to have class but I could've been home over an hour before! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think, wow, what should I do with myself? No class. I don't work tonight and I don't really have homework. So I go and tan, go to Raley's and come home. It's only 4. Wow. Ok, so I talk to my darling roommate for awhile (heart you J!) and I decide to go to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell phone decided that it hates me. The screen keeps getting all crazy so I take it in. They can't fix it, and it's probably going to get worse and I'm not due for an upgrade until June. Grrreat. So now I have to deal with a broken phone and not being able to see my screen at times has already gotten old really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I went and finally found my beautifyl Red Sox hat, be jealous I look super awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I was so bored, I went to the gym and worked out. I know right. If you know me well, I am sure you're laughing pretty hard at this point because let's be honest, when am I so bored I feel like working out? Oh right, I remember now, never. Yeah I went and ran on the treadmill for 30 minutes and did some abs. I didn't want to get too sore for our game tomorrow. GO SK's. We WILL be winning tomorrow. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer hates me too, it just froze. Ugh. Technology and I don't always mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I am bored and hungry which is a bad combo but nothing I have is sounding appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope everyone had a good Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6282161741750531397?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6282161741750531397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6282161741750531397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6282161741750531397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6282161741750531397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-whats-sad.html' title='You know what&apos;s sad...?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-4048852679411658466</id><published>2008-04-15T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:44:00.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is really confusing.</title><content type='html'>You think you know something. And then you find out you were completely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life throws curveballs at you, and you don't always have a glove or a helmet. Sometimes it hits you in the wrong spot and knocks you on your ass. Hopefully you have someone to help you stand up again, but that's not always true. If not, you have to get up and dust yourself off and hobble back into the dugout looking confused and slightly embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has that teammate to help them up. If not, I'm sorry. And if you don't you'll be able to pick yourself up, even though it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch our for the curveball next time, and make sure you don't jump infront of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-4048852679411658466?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4048852679411658466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=4048852679411658466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4048852679411658466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/4048852679411658466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-really-confusing.html' title='Life is really confusing.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5034643124923586752</id><published>2008-04-14T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:30:50.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh wow.</title><content type='html'>I just emailed in my coverletter and resume to the Sacramento Bee! Now I'm going to be in a blind panic until I hear back, but I'm not getting my hopes up. EEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5034643124923586752?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5034643124923586752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5034643124923586752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5034643124923586752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5034643124923586752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-wow.html' title='Oh wow.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2034510231871121347</id><published>2008-04-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:46:12.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm not a broadcast student....</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/377201/the-dangers-of-being-a-television-news-reporter"&gt;this video!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2034510231871121347?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6658994083284190574</id><published>2008-04-11T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:45:19.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>There's an update coming....I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6658994083284190574?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6658994083284190574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6658994083284190574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Darwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sartre'/><title type='text'>Phuck Philosophy</title><content type='html'>Ok. I hate Existentialism and Sartre. He's ridiculous. And seriously, why the hell do I need to learn it? Can  you answer me that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting today in my French Literature class, yes LITERATURE...let's get that straight. Lit class. Not philosophy. Ok? Got it. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our lovely topic today was Sartre. So our professor gives a little background on him, what he did, compared him to Voltaire, etc. Then he attempted to explain Sartre's ideas and that's where it got messy. I totally don't get it. Something about there's existence which precedes essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If I start spelling things wrong it's only because this lecture and the notes I took an hour ago were all in French, so I'm still in French spelling mode...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existence is apparently the fact that you exist but essence is everything else, but if you start explaining existence you get into essence. Ok. I'm already lost. I asked him to explain again, because he threw in a comparison about a tree. And that we call a tree a tree, but that's what we call it and we're overlooking the existence of the tree. Or at least I think that's what he meant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being ridiculously perturbed the girl next to me said that you have to look at the tree and accept it's existence. Once you realize the tree exists and it would exists whether or not you called it a tree then you can see it's essence or something. I still don't get it, but fine, I tried to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step of Sartre's thoughts was action. You base your judgment on the actions a person make. A person is given options and they pick one, so that's how you judge them. Ok. I can accept that one.  But what the hell does that have to do with a tree? PLEASE explain that one to me. Trees don't have actions. Actions are done to them, like being chopped down or wind blowing off the leaves. But seriously trees don't do actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They are JUST trees!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Don't over analyze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Sartre. I hate him ALMOST as much as I hate Charles Darwin, but not quite. That is for another rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-553433070342280376?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/553433070342280376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=553433070342280376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/553433070342280376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/553433070342280376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/phuck-philosophy.html' title='Phuck Philosophy'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-9020263651396530854</id><published>2008-04-06T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:51:09.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viggo Mortensen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='softball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord of the Rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripps'/><title type='text'>Dust remover spray tastes awful.</title><content type='html'>Not that I tried it on purpose. I was attempting to clean off my laptop and got the spray all over my hands apparently and I keep tasting it some how. Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well the Scripps dinner was sweet. And I love steak so that was excellent! But I got a cool medal and stuff...and I can't believe they read that stupid autobio I wrote. I didn't think anyone would actually read it, but they did. Sigh. I would've put way more thought into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flaming Peles played and won again. Hmm...we're 2-0 with me on the team, wow I'm outstanding. Just kidding. I just kind of stand there and shiver in the wind. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was pathetic. UNC and UCLA, my only hopes of having an OK bracket lost...no no, I mean were completely destroyed. It was painful to watch as a UNC fan. I wasn't too horribly concerned with UCLA but UNC was my team and wow...I don't really have any words. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I slept in until 10:45, yeah you better be jealous. Then my mom and dad came and brought me their old TV. It's huge mhmmm. Now I'm watching Lord of the Rings The Two Towers. I'm a little confused by this movie....I've only seen it once and I missed all but the end of the first one but one thing I've decided:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viggo Mortensen is ridiculously gorgeous in this movie. Orlando Bloom is a BAMF. He's kind of whiny in Pirates but he is awesome in LOTR. And that creepy dude...Gollum I think, is scary. I may actually have nightmares. (I'm at the part where he's arguing with himself...I may talk to myself from time to time, but seriously!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post is all helping me put off doing French homework. I really hate French homework. Thank god this is my last class! I either get to write about symolism or new romanesque experiences. Super right? If you have any bright ideas about either of those, please share your insights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-9020263651396530854?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/9020263651396530854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=9020263651396530854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/9020263651396530854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/9020263651396530854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/dust-remover-spray-tastes-awful.html' title='Dust remover spray tastes awful.'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-1023902169951731269</id><published>2008-04-02T23:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:18:10.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it was a long day...</title><content type='html'>I hate Monday and Wednesday. They are way too long. I stayed concious through my first two classes, but lost it in my French class. Ugh. And it seemed like our lecture was over with about 30 minutes left...and no. He kept going, starting on next weeks lecture. Our whole class was listless and restless and packed up 15 minutes early, and he kept on going. I think he did to torment us. Then in journalism...well I won't really go there. But basically our class is going to have a rumble in J-school, it's getting ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course after journalism I'm a little miffed, well basically I was really pissed off and wanted to bitch someone out. But instead I kept my temper in check and went over the Trib to get my photo taken to run with my column which is running in the Thursday issue, but is already online. Check out my other post from today for the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got over to our soccer game and it just didn't start well at all. Usually several players beat me there, but I was alone for awhile. Then they &lt;strong&gt;very slowly&lt;/strong&gt; started to trickle in. And only seven showed up...so we had no subs and I was not a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the team we played was really good. I did score our first, and only (I think) goal of the game. We got owned. I yelled at one of their players and called someone a prick at some point as they were toying with the ball in front of our goal. They basically could've walked the damn ball into the goal. We didn't communicate or basically play well at all. It was pathetic. We totally had a meltdown. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to top it off, I hurt my knee pretty good. Driving was interesting. Better yet hobbling up my stairs...that was excellent. I have the Scripps dinner tomorrow and I'll be wearing heels...so we shall see how I fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my column!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-1023902169951731269?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1023902169951731269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=1023902169951731269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1023902169951731269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1023902169951731269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-it-was-long-day.html' title='Wow it was a long day...'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6250760312645035101</id><published>2008-04-02T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:06:42.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My column's up!</title><content type='html'>Read my first column ever here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.dailysparkstribune.com/pages/full_story_no_comments?page_label=news_sports&amp;article-Commentary--McGee’s-announcement-ceremony-had-little-to-do-with-McGee%20=&amp;id=55953-Commentary--McGee’s-announcement-ceremony-had-little-to-do-with-McGee&amp;widget=push&amp;instance=lead_story_left_column&amp;open=&amp;&gt;JaVale McGee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6250760312645035101?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6250760312645035101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6250760312645035101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6250760312645035101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6250760312645035101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-columns-up.html' title='My column&apos;s up!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7765938409625198379</id><published>2008-04-02T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:48:41.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first column is running tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Check out Thursday's issued of the Daily Sparks Tribune for more... ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7765938409625198379?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7765938409625198379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7765938409625198379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7765938409625198379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7765938409625198379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-column-is-running-tomorrow.html' title='My first column is running tomorrow!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-1510254865939275005</id><published>2008-04-01T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:38:03.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopped up on pepsi</title><content type='html'>Ok, I may be a girl, but I'm not stupid when it comes to sports. So stop being a misogynistic jerk and leave me alone. NO, I am NOT the scorekeeper. NO I'm not helping out some dude reporter. I'm small and I'm a girl but in no way should you overlook me. I may not know how to do an MLB fantasy draft but I'm learning. You could explain not mock, k? Thanks. That'd be super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had too much pepsi and I'm basically having a shitty life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigger is destroying everything in sight, and I don't care. I didn't sleep last night and I'm too hyper to sleep right now...so here I am, rambling yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rabbit will be the death of me. I've been writing this post for about an hour or so, I'm going to give up and attempt to sleep. First wrangle the rabbit, then sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-1510254865939275005?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1510254865939275005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=1510254865939275005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1510254865939275005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1510254865939275005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/04/hopped-up-on-pepsi.html' title='Hopped up on pepsi'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5952351933320525711</id><published>2008-03-31T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:43:33.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trigger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Twitchy rabbit</title><content type='html'>Trigger is being a freak. He almost broke his cage by shaking it, so I let him out. Now that he's out he'll attack a toy, or try and eat my sweats and then he'll go and lay down and relax. Then he'll stand up and charge at me. I don't even know about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided, I make the world's best brownies. I really do. Ask my roommate. It's unfair how good they are. If you're super nice to me, maybe I'll make you some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My word, there was a lot of baseball on today. I don't think sportscenter has had anything else. Well no, I take that back. They did something about Stanford making the final 4 in the women's tourney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be forewarned, this post is really random. I'm just in the mood for typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no class tomorrow. I'm still ditching swim class and I my online class is optional because we're working on a project. So I guess I have to be at an interview instead of going to class, but whatever that's cool still. I should probably think of some interview questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Can someone explain fantasy baseball to me? I want to make a thing, I don't even know what to call it. But I want to do one and I don't get it.....help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm tired and I have a headache. Trigger has been put to bed, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5952351933320525711?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5952351933320525711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5952351933320525711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5952351933320525711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5952351933320525711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/twitchy-rabbit.html' title='Twitchy rabbit'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6543639192906499850</id><published>2008-03-29T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T17:36:22.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Biggest Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ikea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='construction'/><title type='text'>I want to roll around in a ball full of jello.....</title><content type='html'>I won't explain the title of this post. Only two lucky few, Robyn and Queenie will even understand what that meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm home, again, thank god. I really hate Reno. Anyways I got home late last night. I should not be allowed to drive on a freeway late at night. I was barely in my lane, speeding like a madwoman, and trying to run down the morons going 60 in the left lane. Who does that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. My weekend has been pretty good, I must say. I've been sleeping in until 9 or 10...which is abnormal for me. Usually I wake up around 7:30 and eventually fall asleep for a bit, but no. I'm out until 9 at least. Ridiculous. I feel like my day is wasted, but my oh my how I like my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went and got my hair dyed and cut. I look very different. Then I got to spend time with my mom and my girlies. We watched some episodes of Biggest Loser that I needed to get caught up on. You know...you'd think that some of America (the obnoxious uber judgmental portion) would find the show disgusting and maybe they do. I mean if you think about the components of the show, sure. But honestly, it's a damn good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: I am not by any means over weight. But I'm short and not anorexic looking, so I don't fit into a zero. However the pants that fit my waist do not fit my length. So I always have trouble getting clothes, especially jeans to fit me right. An episode that aired two weeks ago I think put the final seven contestants in a fashion show for Prevention magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(UCLA is spanking Xavier 48-28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...so I basically wanted to cry during the show. I know how hard it is to try on clothes sometimes when its hard to get them to fit right, but these women were pounds and pounds over weight and to not be able to fit into designer clothes or "in" fashions must've been hard. And after 12 weeks they've lost 50-80 pounds and can. That has to be an incredible feeling. So it just warmed my heart. Yeah, I'm a sucker. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went with my mom to Ikea. Yes, again. I love that store almost as much as I love Costco. If they had food samples down every aisle at Ikea, I would love it more than Costco. Now I have these sweetass ice cube trays that make the cubes come out shaped like stars. How sweet is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a bookcase, named Billy that I will have to assemble when I get home. If you've ever seen me try and build something, it's not pretty. My head must be tilted, or my eyes aren't even, because I can't tell when something is even. Don't ask me to tell you if your picture is hung up straight. It could be diagonal and I'll say yes. It's ridiculous. I'm sad I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me trying to put a book case together won't be pretty. I put together another one that we put DVDs in and stuff, and it's very unstable and really crooked. It's really interesting when Jess and I decide to rearrange the living room...I'm convinced it's going to topple over in the middle of the night or something. Hopefully this bookcase is a little sturdier than the walmart one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to take a nap, but I still feel like my day is wasted from sleeping in, so I'll do what I do dearing school, wandered around with a vacant expression on my face and pretend I'm awake. *Yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6543639192906499850?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6543639192906499850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6543639192906499850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6543639192906499850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6543639192906499850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-roll-around-in-ball-full-of.html' title='I want to roll around in a ball full of jello.....'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-5110318146463181028</id><published>2008-03-26T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:09:21.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They should call Reno the windy city</title><content type='html'>This wind is ridiculous. Absolutely insane. I can't stand it. It makes my ears hurt. Just another reason why I hate Reno. I should start making a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one question here: What the hell is with the name: RENO? What is that? It's not even a word. Bah. Who names things? I mean I know Sacramento isn't a word either, but Reno. It's just ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-5110318146463181028?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5110318146463181028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=5110318146463181028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5110318146463181028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/5110318146463181028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/they-should-call-reno-windy-city.html' title='They should call Reno the windy city'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-2273975196812512145</id><published>2008-03-23T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:16:57.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter (Day 4 of MM)</title><content type='html'>Well happy Easter everyone. Hope y'all had a nice and relaxing day. I attempted to dye eggs. I was bad at it when I was 5, and 15 years later I still need adult supervision. I only broke one egg. My mom broke one too, so I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bracket sucks. Hard. As long as UNC wins, I'm ok, but I'm screwed on basically everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've noticed something while I've been at home. Home cooked food is one of my favorite things, ever. I haven't cooked for myself since I've been single, because it honestly seems like a waste of time. Plus I don't eat left overs so it's a total waste. But my mom, being the wonderful woman that she is, cooked me shepherds pie last night, which is my favorite. Mmm. So delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after stuffing my face today on food at my cousins, bbq chicken, cake, more cake, cheesecake ice cream and lots of easter candy...i napped the whole way home and found my way to some Shepherd's pie leftovers. Now I'm beyond stuffed. Yet I'm craving more sweets...kill me now. I think I'm just a sucker for punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I went and saw Drillbit Taylor last night. It was pretty great, I must admit. It was pretty stupid, but really funny. Don't worry, it wasn't Napoleon Dynamite funny. I, however, think Napoleon Dynamite was soooo unbelievably stupid that it was funny. The more I watch it, the better it gets. But Drillbit is actually funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honestly hoping I had something interesting to say, but apparently I don't. I like Sacramento, hate Reno. Weather here is great. Reno is crap. That's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to enjoy my fat misery with some West Wing and jellybeans,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-2273975196812512145?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2273975196812512145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=2273975196812512145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2273975196812512145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/2273975196812512145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter-day-4-of-mm.html' title='Happy Easter (Day 4 of MM)'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-6341045377913058709</id><published>2008-03-21T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:06:26.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trigger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='softball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the west wing'/><title type='text'>So if I misspell a lot of words....(MM Day 2)</title><content type='html'>I cut my index finger on my left hand while attempting to cut a bagel and I'm having some issues typing with it so my "asdf" is off. Therefore I might miss a few proper letters here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm tired and on the phone and I'm a bad multi tasker. Plus I got about 5-6 hours of sleep a night for the past week. I finished my classes today and worked then bitched out charter and played softball. I hate charter. And the people who answer the charter number need to freakin' learn to speak English. Grrr. I'm too tired to continue this rant right now, but have no fear, it will come eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After softball I came home and bugged my roomie, who is leaving in about 4 hours to go camping so I won't really see her at all during break. Boo. Then I checked out the final NCAA scores from today. I went 22 for 32. But its way downhill from there, seeing as I had Conn. going to the finals. Grrrrr. I am very unhappy. Stupid people. Wow, I really am not articulating anything well at all today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished packing for the moment and wow I hardcore over packed. I'm only going to be home for about three days and I grabbed about 10 shirts...I'm really smart I know. Now I'm watching the West Wing, but my lethargy is sending it all over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to get up tomorrow, go to another baseball game, write my fourth or fifth article of the week, finishing packing my crap (10 shirts and I haven't finished grabbingf matching shoes yet) as well as packing Trigger. He's such a cute little pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I give in to the call for sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-6341045377913058709?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6341045377913058709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=6341045377913058709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6341045377913058709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/6341045377913058709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-if-i-misspell-lot-of-wordsmm-day-2.html' title='So if I misspell a lot of words....(MM Day 2)'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-1409956270857789505</id><published>2008-03-20T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:00:08.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness Day 1</title><content type='html'>I went 13 for 16. Not bad. Two of my upsets didn't work: Arizona and CS Fullerton failed me. And don't get me started on USC. Now my second round and regionals are screwed up because of USC. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-1409956270857789505?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1409956270857789505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=1409956270857789505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1409956270857789505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/1409956270857789505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-madness-day-1.html' title='March Madness Day 1'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255418545983598087.post-7586167222945020088</id><published>2008-03-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:44:38.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a journalism major for Pete's sake!</title><content type='html'>Why the hell is writing a damn thank you letter and a one to two paragraph autobiography so ridiculously difficult? And unfortunately I can't find the thank you letter I wrote for my scholarship last year...I was just going to make a few edits and all that good stuff, but no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8255418545983598087-7586167222945020088?l=lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7586167222945020088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8255418545983598087&amp;postID=7586167222945020088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7586167222945020088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255418545983598087/posts/default/7586167222945020088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaccordingtokayla.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-journalism-major-for-petes-sake.html' title='I&apos;m a journalism major for Pete&apos;s sake!'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02161596471371723024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EoEdnatXgyQ/R91zn90Y7NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4iGpksx1rRs/S220/My+20th+birthday+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
