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Friday, September 5th, 2003
5:32 am - Oh, golly.
Okay, I have to get up in less half an hour to go to school.
I love school! I had so much fun yesterday, and I wasn't even concerned with how I was dressed.

I have multiple classes with a lot of people which is nice... with someone from Chamber Orchestra, and three with one of the Katies... two classes with three people in Spanish and Advanced Math.

The most bizarre thing? There's someone taking my Spanish class who has got to be about 65 years old. She has that white-yellow curly hair, and squinty eyes, and a smile that stretches back over her teeth like Katharine Hepburn, or some old, dramatic movie actress.

65. Or older. Perhaps it's cheaper to take a class at my school than at a college. It's very bizarre, though, because we did group work today... and you know, it was 4 girls - one of them clothed in all black, another with black hair and black eyebrows, dyed, and another with perky boobs. And I thought: Hmm. Well, this is new.

Orchestra was a blast off to Mars. Everyone talks a lot and thinks that I'm a musically-talented dancer. I was repeatedly asked if I could dance, and asked to</to> dance, but not in a middle-school-swaying-to-Creed type of way. Of course.

We discussed what we did over the summer, and after saying that I had been to Kentucky (whoo hoo!) and that I had been very bored, my teacher added: "And Kyla is brave." Which is true. I get better everyday at getting brave. Um. Oh, she said I was brave because I've only been playing the bass since July, and everyone else has been playing since they were in the single digits, except for Amy who started in Intro to Strings last year. I've got to do something about her. She walks hunched over and smiles apologetically... almost like: "Sorry that you're burdened with my presence." But she has friends - nice friends. So I'm not all that worried. She just has to loosen up. Everyone is very intimidating.

Today I have AP English first thang. I finished the book tonight!! It had a very strange ending. I wonder if they put the pages in the right order, because my mother was reading Vernon Can Read! by Vernon Jordan, Clinton's guy, and she had 50 extra pages that were already in the book, but then there were 50 pages missing.

What is this on tele? They're cartoons, and I think they're dealing with real-world issues... like gangs. Uh-hrrman.

Oh, and then I have general science, because I'm one of the only Honors kids not in AP. Or AP History, thank God. I am so unconcerned about history. I like it in a way, but only for my own benefit, at my own pace.

Then I have Music Theory... yay!! I love my teacher. She's keen. I'm going to have so much fun. I hope that some people drop it because there were 25 people who signed up for the class, and that room is small, and I want all her attention. Yay.

And then I have Creative Writing, which I didn't expect to take until next semester... but at least I won't have to sit through boring study hall, which would be made even more boring by the fact that it's the last block of the day, so people have early release, and no one is ever there except for the lame punk-emo kids playing their unplugged electric guitars. Oh, boy. High school.

Hmm, there are other things. Mary, I suppose I will tell you about this cool journalism program which I will hopefully get into. Yay.

current mood: awake
current music: Some lame Anime something-rather

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Wednesday, August 27th, 2003
2:30 pm - Well, this is new.
Today I went to the new convenience store on my road kind of since it turns into a new road - anyway, I walked up to the store, I walked in the store, I handed the perky behind-the-counter guy my application after discussing a few things with him (and he was really fascinated/amused/empowered by the fact that I was younger than him), and then I left. And do you know why this was amazing? BECAUSE I DIDN'T GET A HEADACHE. I always get a headache before I do basically anything that involves going places, being around people I don't know... which is constantly in a place where I've not lived for that long. I'm always nervous. Which I guess is okay since it never ever shows. Moving here taught me how to be even more confident than I was in say, speech tournaments, where nice ladies would compliment me on my voice, confidence and poise.

Now, I am really good at talking and offering up bits and pieces of myself so that I don't seem nervous, and smiling and looking people in the eye, and being honest, and not bumbling at all. Except that I'm always faking it, and today I wasn't faking it. Maybe it's because I've been doing Pilates - 30 total minutes!! I'm so cool. There's this great little Pilates place that I found on the net.

There's such great jazz on this station.... I wish it would go on forever. I'm totally starting a mini-jazz band at my school. A trio, a quartet, or a quintet. I'll be the bass player... yo.

I hope that link works.

Wow, I didn't know that all that stuff had happened to Charlie Parker. The guy on the radio just said "shit" and I wonder if he's allowed to say that. He's acting very reverent to Charlie Parker like he knew him or something. He said: "we lost the Bird way too soon...." We who? Not me. I was not alive I don't think.

Hrmman.

In other news, I have 3 things on my floor that are pink - that guitar, my Chinese purse, and my new L.L. Bean backpack. The L.L. Bean store in Freeport is open 24 hours for some odd reason, and it undoubtedly only serves the purpose of drunkards, college students, or college students that are drunkards. I don't think that there are any drunkards that are college students, because most drunkards don't have any money. And are dirty and smelly.

My L.L. Bean backpack, of course, does not have my name; it says Randa. They didn't have Kyla. :)

They sell the typo-ed ones for 10 bucks. My mother's new friend Soneni got JLA, and her daughter got Fumiko. There were two Fumikos for some odd reason. I say "for some odd reason" a lot.

Oh, and the other guy in the convenience store was vaguely cute. Eew, I hate that word. Anyway, he was donning carelessy twisted white-boy dreads under a bandanna, and he was also wearing a Bob Marley t-shirt... these things are all suspect. But he was... I don't know. Okay. He looked vaguely my age.

How come I never meet any interesting fellers my own age? They're always in college. And I think stupid for thinking that I am as well.

This guy is so enamored with Chahlee Pahkah. This one is called "Just Friends".

Hrmman. Munster.

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Friday, August 22nd, 2003
2:34 am - Bluppity-Blup-Blup-Blup
Well. It's the 22nd. I have my drivers' ed final today. Just as a note, I am way old to be in drivers' ed. I'm practically forty.

So speaking of ages, I went to a concert tonight, well, it was last night, but I went. It was a Chamber Music Festival, and everyone there either had white hair or was bald.

I went to hear this bass player who was in town, and he composed this very modern piece. I liked it, and probably would like it more if I could hear it again. It was very random in parts, but it was cool. It was based on some paintings of doors. I did not see doors when I heard the music, but I did see dark and murky things.

And another music-related thing is this cool guitar (right)
I've got on me-lap. It's a pink DiPinto guitar. These thangs be expensive. Over $600, but this one's 317. BUT - I did not buy it, no no.
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Well. It's the 22nd. I have my drivers' ed final today. Just as a note, I am way old to be in drivers' ed. I'm practically forty.

So speaking of ages, I went to a concert tonight, well, it was last night, but I went. It was a Chamber Music Festival, and everyone there either had white hair or was bald.

I went to hear this bass player who was in town, and he composed this very modern piece. I liked it, and probably would like it more if I could hear it again. It was very random in parts, but it was cool. It was based on some paintings of doors. I did not see doors when I heard the music, but I did see dark and murky things.

And another music-related thing is this <a href=http://www.dipintoguitars.com/dipinto/galaxies/pink.htm> cool guitar</a> (right)
I've got on me-lap. It's a pink DiPinto guitar. These thangs be expensive. Over $600, but this one's 317. BUT - I did not buy it, no no. <a href=http://www.ibanez.com/guitars/guitar.asp?model=AF75&color=1 My guitar</a> broke. My cable fell down into it - wait, everyone just take a moment to check out the vast differences in the 2 guitars - anyway, the cable fell down into it, making it impossible to plug in. So Daddy's Junky Music gives you a rental guitar for free while your guitar is in the shop, which I'd totally forgotten about. So it was really cool. I briefly shuffled between the DiPinto (sounds shady) and this Dean Strat-lookalike that a girl in my guitar class had... but I couldn't resist the pink sparkles. In the words of Lorelai from <i>Gilmore Girls</i> I chose pink "because I'm a <i>girl</i>. Yeah...

It sounds cool. I'm falling in love. I'm also playing Bach just to be ironic.

It was also musicians' network night at Daddy's, so there were all these boys and their girlfriends there playing loud all at the same time, trying to hook up. There's also this board by the door for people to post little notes about all the things they're seeking, and uh, I didn't see any requests for any <i>double</i> bass players, you know, real bass. Don't give me that let's-turn-this-on-it's-side-and-put-on-frets-and-plug-it-in-crap. Uh-uh, honey; no no.

I'm tired.
I'm holding this guitar, debating whether or not I have the energy to go get the second page to this piece of music. I'm applying for a job tomorrow. I'm sick of trying to get sheet music off the internet, especially when most of sucks. So I'm going to have to buy some. There are some really nice people who have this really nice sheet music store that I like, so I'll go there. Yay.

Gosh, I'm tired. I've been labeling envelopes, trying to make some money. There are a few CDs I want, and, um... a uh, guitar strap. And some sheet music. I want a jazz real book, and some classical stuff, and hopefully I can find some bass stuff. The guy tonight had a German bow. That means nothing to any of you.


current mood: tired
current music: Tonight Show, "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring" (J.S. Bach)

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2:32 am - Bluppity-Blup-Blup-Blup
Well. It's the 22nd. I have my drivers' ed final today. Just as a note, I am way old to be in drivers' ed. I'm practically forty.

So speaking of ages, I went to a concert tonight, well, it was last night, but I went. It was a Chamber Music Festival, and everyone there either had white hair or was bald.

I went to hear this bass player who was in town, and he composed this very modern piece. I liked it, and probably would like it more if I could hear it again. It was very random in parts, but it was cool. It was based on some paintings of doors. I did not see doors when I heard the music, but I did see dark and murky things.

And another music-related thing is this cool guitar (right)
I've got on me-lap. It's a pink DiPinto guitar. These thangs be expensive. Over $600, but this one's 317. BUT - I did not buy it, no no. My guitar broke. My cable fell down into it - wait, everyone just take a moment to check out the vast differences in the 2 guitars - anyway, the cable fell down into it, making it impossible to plug in. So Daddy's Junky Music gives you a rental guitar for free while your guitar is in the shop, which I'd totally forgotten about. So it was really cool. I briefly shuffled between the DiPinto (sounds shady) and this Dean Strat-lookalike that a girl in my guitar class had... but I couldn't resist the pink sparkles. In the words of Lorelai from Gilmore Girls I chose pink "because I'm a girl. Yeah...

It sounds cool. I'm falling in love. I'm also playing Bach just to be ironic.

It was also musicians' network night at Daddy's, so there were all these boys and their girlfriends there playing loud all at the same time, trying to hook up. There's also this board by the door for people to post little notes about all the things they're seeking, and uh, I didn't see any requests for any double bass players, you know, real bass. Don't give me that let's-turn-this-on-it's-side-and-put-on-frets-and-plug-it-in-crap. Uh-uh, honey; no no.

I'm tired.
I'm holding this guitar, debating whether or not I have the energy to go get the second page to this piece of music. I'm applying for a job tomorrow. I'm sick of trying to get sheet music off the internet, especially when most of sucks. So I'm going to have to buy some. There are some really nice people who have this really nice sheet music store that I like, so I'll go there. Yay.

Gosh, I'm tired. I've been labeling envelopes, trying to make some money. There are a few CDs I want, and, um... a uh, guitar strap. And some sheet music. I want a jazz real book, and some classical stuff, and hopefully I can find some bass stuff. The guy tonight had a German bow. That means nothing to any of you.

current mood: tired
current music: Tonight Show, "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring" (J.S. Bach)

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Tuesday, August 19th, 2003
8:49 pm - Oh, boy.
The Princeton Review just released its list of the best 351 colleges, and the one I want to go to is on there. I now have two schools that I'm looking at, Sarah Lawrence (http://www.slc.edu) and Vassar (http://www.vassar.edu). Those would look prettier linked. Anyway, Sarah Lawrence scored in the top 20 in definitely the most pretentious categories... it's a liberal arts school, and I would love to attend a completely liberal arts school, except that I'm not a vegetarian! I don't smoke! I don't wear black! I don't speak 10 different languages with slang, go to chic places to get my hair cut, hate Republicans or people who believe in God (which to some people is one in the same, and they throw in a 'racist', too).... Gosh, I'm not a pretentious jerk. I am artsy, I am very artsy. I could do other things, I could be a social worker. Would I get bored? I don't know. But I do know that I don't want to spend 4 years around a bunch of people narrowing their eyes at me and mumbling incoherently about how much cooler they are than me.

This is going nowhere.

I mean, just look at this list:http://www.princetonreview.com/college/research/profiles/rankings.asp?listing=1024167<ID=1

Sarah Lawrence with its nice pretty college name is home to a bunch of pale liberals who sit inside and talk about things that no one else their age knows about. What if I disagree with someone?

Well, not everyone can be a loser. I'm sure that there are genuine artists there who are just there to work on their craft. And I don't want to have to go through college ignoring everyone like I do in high school. And I wonder if I'll stand out. At an all-arts school, everyone is artsy, so would I even get any attention any more? Let's hope so.

AND - I am not going to stand in the freezing cold and protest Dubya. I know people are dying in Africa and are hungry, but the same thing goes for America. Why don't you go spend your protesting time at a homeless shelter and help out? There are lots of illiterate people, too - teach someone to read. In the words of Diana "The Boss" Ross - make this world a better place, if you can. STOP COMPLAINING.

A few weeks ago I went to a lecture at this arts college on video art. And there were so many artsy people there. There was one woman wearing a burka except she didn't have over her head; I think it was down her butt or something. Her back was showing. I'm pretty sure that's on the Taliban's list of no-no's. But she was white.

Anyway, all these girls were like, "Oh, my gosh! Where did you get that?". That's how it is with the people I know who are all dressed differently... all anyone ever says to me are clothes-related comments.

Ooh, I've gotten distracted.

Well, for all the GSA'ers whom I don't know and do know, check out that website: www.princetonreview.com. Links to all sorts of artsy colleges and what the students say.

I'm currently at the webpage of Bard College in New York. Lookin' good.

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Monday, August 18th, 2003
10:19 pm - Blankified
I am blankified. That's the second word I've made up today. Yay!

Well, I'd like to extend a warm howdy to everyone out there at LiveJournal, especially my top senorita, marifullofgrace. Check her out. Yes, and Dan, and Gretchen, even though I don't know you, and little Sarah Willenbrink... hey, guys.

I didn't do very much today, and I would talk about it except that I'm tired. And even though I'm tired, I probably still won't go to bed until 5 like last, night, or this morning, actually. I can't remember what I was doing. Hrrmm.

These livejournalers have their own culture, huh? Like a tribe in Africa, beating on drums. I wonder if you folks mate.

Well, one fascinating thing I did do which the Drivers' Ed-ers found fascinating was make a t-shirt. It's a pink wifebeater, and I sewed sheer black panty hose to the back, and sheer brown (or caramel, as they're marketed... I didn't know I was caramel-colored) panty hose to the front, and some burgundy lace under that, and under the hose were the words "True Love Waits". It's an album by this pianist, Christopher O'Riley... who cares? It's also a campaign by God-folk to promote abstinence... get it... true love waits? They have a website. http://www.lifeway.com/tlw/. So check that baby out. I hope that links itself. I dont' feel like looking up how to make links.

Oh, and it's a Radiohead song. Not because I particularly love Radiohead; I'm about to listen to them. But - oh, here, I'm listening to them. But I do like that song:

True love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps.

Not a great song. Not a song with a lot of sense (does anything from Thom Yorke make sense? Uh...), or wonderful chord progression, or wonderful melody, but it's wonderfully romantic. I'm not a hopeless romantic or anything, but I do love that song.

Anyway, in the words of Billy Corgan (who I also don't love) "Let a song be a song. It doesn't have to move mountains." Nope, don't like the Smashing Pumpkins, definitely don't like Zwan. But I haven't listened to any of their musica, so...

That's all for now, folks. Once again. Hi. Blah, blah, blah.

-K

current mood: blank
current music: Radiohead - Sit Down. Stand Up.

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