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[22 Apr 2009|04:42pm] |
New journal because I got really sick of this one.
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[21 Mar 2009|09:00pm] |
I had a fantastic spring break which involved:
Going home, relaxing, spending time with friends I hadn't seen in a while, hanging with the best friend, hanging with more friends, the beach, finally seeing Empires, finally meeting Tom Conrad, falling in love with Sean Van Vleet...
And then I get a speeding ticket.
And then my car gets broken into and the window gets completely shattered and the GPS that Victor let me borrow gets stolen.
I just spent the last hour of my life filing police reports, watching my car get tested for fingerprints, and calling Victor to tell him that I got his GPS stolen. He doesn't hate me, thankfully.
I don't understand how somebody could do that. I honestly don't.
This is like, the second-worst day ever.
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[04 Mar 2009|10:58pm] |
Holy shit. Whitney and I (EDIT: AND TERRA AND ASHLEY) are going to Chicago.
Who cares if it's just for one day two days?
38 days.
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[01 Feb 2009|01:31pm] |
Last night was fun.
I'm ready to admit it and be open about it now: I think I have a crush on Brendon Urie.
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[09 Jan 2009|03:42pm] |
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[02 Jan 2009|03:30am] |
Yayyy, birthday.
Too bad nineteen really isn't a big deal at all.
New Years Eve was fucking crazy. Spent all of New Years Day recovering which included a really long nap which is why it's 3.30 AM and I'm not tired. Fuck.
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[28 Dec 2008|01:38pm] |
Christmas was good. I got a sewing machine. I'm excited about that. Got to see Cayla and Robert. Family is in town. It's nice to see my cousins, but it's not like when we were younger, when we would all just get together and immediately start doing whatever. We're all older now and since we only see each other once a year, it's like, kind of awkward because it's like "Oh, hey, good to see you...." then it's just like "what now?"
I guess my mom paid my lawyer. I'm not sure if she paid it all or what. In fact, I didn't even know she did it until I was grumpy and complaining about needing money for that, and she was like "I've already taken care of it." I mean, I am going to have to pay her back because there is NO WAY that I would even LET her just pay that for me. It's my mess that I got myself into, I'm getting myself out of it. But it's a nice feeling to know that I don't have to worry about that and maybe Mr. O'Brien (my lawyer) will be able to get the case dismissed and I will love my life.
I'm looking forward to New Years Eve because it's gonna be fun. But I really need to start working on my yearly Myspace blog. Ahhh!
My birthday is this Friday. I don't know, not really all that excited. I don't have any plans. And then Saturday, I go back to St. Pete and the Monday after that, classes start again and I have the shittiest schedule in the world this semester.
Friday night, Robert and I had a drunken conversation that lasted about twenty minutes about all of the things that we would do to Brendon Urie and all of the things that we would let Brendon Urie do to us. And now I'm even more excited for the PATD show in January and I'm really starting to worry myself.
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[18 Dec 2008|10:23am] |
I finally gave in.
www.twitter.com/kaylabeth_
Officially the last person on earth to get a Twitter.
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[08 Dec 2008|07:28am] |
I would really like finals to be over with already, plz & ty.
I would also really enjoy finding a thousand dollars just...laying around on the street, so I could hurry up and hire my lawyer so he might be able to get the case dismissed before I even have to go to court.
I'm now taking donations.
Or...painting requests for money.
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[26 Nov 2008|12:27pm] |
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I'm pretty sure that I have an extra ticket to the 3OH!3 show at the Social in Orlando on Saturday, since Ashley decided that she needs to do schoolwork instead of going, if anyone is interested....
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[15 Nov 2008|06:49pm] |
Sometimes my own life manages to surprise me. Sometimes something happens and I have to stop and ask myself "Did that really just happen?"
Today was one of those days.
Brad Walsh is one of the sweetest dudes I've ever met. He seemed so happy to meet me and just immediately started talking to me like we had been best friends for years.
We weren't allowed to take pictures with Christian during his signing thing, and even though I'd gotten a hug from him and that did actually make me insanely happy, I really wanted a picture. And you know who helped me get one? Brad did.
I was like "It'd probably be impossible to get a picture with him, huh?" and Brad was just like "Oh, no, don't worry, I'll get you in, I'll just tell him you're my friend." So when Christian came near us, Brad was like "Hey, Christian, come take a picture with Kayla!"
I could probably die right now and be fine with everything. And the funny thing was, I was inside the roped-off area, but only because I was sitting in there before the roped it off. I wasn't supposed to be in there, but I wasn't gonna leave. And when I took my picture with Christian, people were looking at me so jealously. And I was just "Gotta get in with the boyfriend."
And omg, Christian was so tiny irl. Like, I felt so large standing next to him...both in the tall-large way and the obese-large way. But I think anyone would feel like that standing next to Christian fucking Siriano.
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[13 Nov 2008|02:50am] |
So, I might as well do this while I'm still awake and not tired, even though I should be forcing myself to sleep so I don't skip my math class AGAIN.
But whatever.
Cobra was last night (or, technically, the night before) and it was amazing. We got there very very early and were first in line and waited a long time. I fell completely in love with Sing It Loud's lead singer, Pat. He's seriously THE most adorable thing I've ever seen. And we were both wearing striped so we deemed ourselves Zebra Buddies, and then somehow we just became twins and he was all "Give me a hug, twin!" and it was so totally adorable.
We also had a bet going on about his weight because he's seriously soooo tiny and at stake was an entire box of Gushers. I guessed 105. I lost by 40 pounds.
A bunch of people had early entry and I was pissed, but whatever, I got over it because I had a great time and the show was really fun. And Gabe and I made tons of eye contact.
After the show, I bought Sing It Loud's CD from Nate, their bassist, and we ended up talking about piercings and stuff, and he told me that my nose ring looked really good on me. We hugged, he was awesome, it was all good.
Alex Suarez and I had the most epic handshake in the world. It got really crazy. So crazy, in fact, that it knocked Whitney's camera out of her hands and then Alex blamed it all on me.
We caught Nate as he was like, running away, and usually I feel bad for interrupting them if they look like they're headed somewhere, but I don't have a picture with Nate yet and I needed one. And it ended up looking absolutely horrible. Of me. He looks adorable in it.
Then we waited around and Gabe came out but we waited and let everyone else go before us and once he'd talked to everyone else, we were the only people left at the entire venue, other than hobos. So we had Gabe all to ourselves and seriously talked to him for like, a half hour.
He remembered me and Whitney from Warped tour, and we didn't even ask him if he did. He was just like "I recognize you and you." He obv remembered Whitney're bracelet. Kind of hard to forget. We talked about how long we'd been there, he told us about his sleeping issues from the night before, we talked about how much the early entry thing sucked, but then I said it was okay because girls were crazy.
Then he told me that I was dressed too nice/looked too good to be getting pushed around or kicked in the face.
I mentioned how the bitches jumping next to me almost pulled my skirt down and a few times, it definitely almost came off. And Gabe wasl ike "Oh, I wish it would have." And then I was all "It would have been pretty awesome, since my underwear says Diamond Girl." and he was all "OMG NO WAY FORREAL?!" and I was all "Yeah." and he asked if I had them custom made and I was just like "No, I found them at like, Bealls Outlet and HAD to have them" and he was like "Holy shit, that's so awesome! Can I see?!" and in my head, I was just like ....did Gabe Saporta really just ask to see my underwear? So I was like "Um... Sure!" and totally started pulling them up so I could show Gabe Saporta my Diamond Girl thong. But then he was like "No, no, you don't have to, that would probably be weird." So I was just like "Okay, I totally would have, though."
We discussed afterparties and he said that there probably wouldn't be an afterparty after the Orlando show this time, then he asked if we were going to the Orlando show and he seemed very sad to find out that we weren't.
Um, I don't know how we got on the topic of hair, but Gabe pulled his hat off and we all touched his hair.
Whitney took a very sexy picture with Gabe.
I didn't know what kind of picture I wanted to take with Gabe, so my mom cut in and Gabe was all "Lol, I thought that was your sister" and my mom was very flattered and she did me proud 'cause when she was talking to him, she made it clear that she was visiting me and that she didn't take me to the show and that I was definitely legal, and then she took a picture with her future son-in-law.
Actually, she took several pictures with him because some hobo kept trying to get into the picture and it was weird.
So then my picture with Gabe ended up just being of us giving each other a bone-crushing bear hug. But I didn't like it. So we took another one. And then Gabe wanted to take another one. And then he suggested that we do an entire photoshoot and I was just like "Lol, that would be awesome, but I'm not gonna keep you that long."
So he gave us all hugs before he left, ours was another bear hug, and when he was getting ready to leave, he like, grabbed my hand and just kind of...held it for a little while. And continued to hold it as he was walking away until our hands ~slipped apart~. I was honestly fangirling so hard.
And then after he was gone, I was all "Omg, I love him" and Whitney was all "He was hitting on you" and I was like "Whaaaat, how come I didn't notice?!" Lololol.
Then my mom and Victor and Beth left and Whitney and I walked back to my dorm and we slept and I didn't go to class today.
I really need to start going to all of my classes, no exceptions. Which means I should probably go to sleep so I can wake up for my class tomorrow.
So. Yeah. Alright.
Goodnight.
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[12 Nov 2008|01:22am] |
Gabe Saporta asked to see my underwear and he held my hand for an extended amount of time.
Also, I have a twin.
More on this in the morning.
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[09 Nov 2008|02:35pm] |
Yesterday, Gym Class Heroes had an acoustic show at a Best Buy in Brandon, so Ashley and I went and we met up with Whitney and her friend there.
The show itself was kind of lame because we really couldn't see, and Travis wasn't even there. They played mostly new songs that I didn't know, and when they did play an older song that I knew, they had some random chick come up and sing it and she totally butchered it.
But you know the best thing about having a best friend that works at a Best Buy? She knows people from other Best Buys, so we got some ~vip treatment~. Okay, not really, we were just in the little like, I don't know, ~off limits~ area?
 
Afterwards, we walked around the shopping plaza place, trying to find a place to eat, and then we went to Olive Garden. And then we hung out in the Best Buy parking lot for like, two hours? I don't know. Laughing more than I had laughed in a pretty long time. Very fun night.
Came home and passed the fuck out.
Today will probably consist of a lot of cleaning because my room is a fucking mess and my mom is visiting on Tuesday.
And it's been like a Fueled By Ramen extravaganza weekend-type thing for me. Panic on Thursday, Gym Class yesterday, and Cobra coming up on Tuesday. I feel kind of disgusting.
But it's also been nice because I've been getting to see Whitney a lot more than I usually ever get to.
I need to start cleaning.
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[07 Nov 2008|03:55am] |
So, how good was tonight?
It was actually pretty damn good, even though it started very shitty.
See, I left the dorm at 3. Since it was a 2 hour drive, I figured that I would have more than enough time. Wrong, wrong, fucking wrong. There was more traffic than I've ever seen in my entire life. I didn't get to UCF until 6 fucking 30. Whatever, not a big deal, I had a seat.
So whatever, I found my seat and it was actually pretty damn good. Right on the side, right in the front row. The side where the bands came on/off the stage from, too. So before The Cab went on, Alex DeLeon was literally two feet away from me, warming up. I felt awkward.
Um. Being alone at a show wasn't as weird as I thought it would be. I mean, whatever. I kind of liked it...? I mean, I enjoy company more, of course, but it really wasn't so bad. And...I made friends with a mom. Weird.
When the show got out, I really did not feel like dealing with MORE traffic, so I decided to wait for it to clear up. And since where I parked was right by the buses, I ended up waiting by the buses.
That definitely ended up being to my advantage, because the guys came out. Or, rather, Zack brought them out one at a time. But I was surprised because all of the other people waiting were so like, chiil and respectful. No one screamed. It was nice.
Before he brought them out, Zack told everyone rules. Basically, no one was allowed to touch them.
So, Brendon was the first one out, and when he got to me, I introduced myself and shook his hand, but I stopped like, halfway through the handshake and looked at Zack and then back and Brendon and was like "Am I allowed to shake hands?" and Brendon laughed and was like "Of course!" and then we finished the handshake.
Um, I told him that I didn't have anything for him to sign and just wanted to say hi, since I hadn't met him since the Nintendo Fusion tour. And then he was all "Wow! That was in like, 2005!" and I was like "Yeah!" and he was like "That was a long time ago!" and I was like "Yeah!" and he was like "Like, three years!" and I was like "Yeah!" and then he was like "Let me give you a pick, can I give you a pick? I still have a few extras."
Come on, Brendon, would I really say no?
So I was like "Yeah, sure." so he pulled a pick out of his pocket and signed it and gave it to me and all the girls around me were looking on in jealousy and I was all "Lol". And I thanked him and he thanked me for coming and then he moved on to the next girls.
I was really hoping that Jon would be brought out next because I was really fucking hungry and I wanted some IHOP, but I wasn't going to leave until I met Jon Walker, okay?
And, just my luck, Jon and Spencer were brought out next. But Jon started at the other end of the line... so I got to talk to Spencer first.
I don't really remember what I said to him. Pretty sure I mentioned to him that I hadn't him since Nintendo Fusion, either, and we talked about how long ago that was and um, yeah.
And then Jon! Jonnnn.
Like, okay, I know I don't express my love for Panic at the Disco very often (or at all, hardly) but Jon Walker is fucking amazing. Like, usually I don't have ~favourites~ in bands, but fuck that shit, Jonathan Walker is my fucking favourite memeber of Panic at the Disco.
We talked about like, weather and Chicago and college, and he mentioned Cassie a little bit and it was really cute, and just like, I don't even know, our conversation wasn't even that long, but there was a lot to it and I loved it. He's so easy to talk to. Like, incredibly.
And we broke some of the "rules" and took a picture together. ;D!
And it was my last picture on my memory card, so Jon was like "So this one has to be good!"
And then he didn't even smile. But it's still really cute, I think.
After Jon and Spencer went back on the bus, Zack said that Ryan wasn't coming out (or that he wasn't there? I don't really remember) but whatever, I didn't even care.
So I went to my car, and on my way there, this black guy hit on me and asked me for my number and I politely told him no.
Then I drove to Lakeland and met up with Whitney at IHOP and had yummy yummy food, and then I drove home. And yeah, it's 4:30 and I should be sleeping, but whatever, I'm not tired and I don't have to wake up for anything tomorrow, so it's all good.
This was longer than I was planning. Oh well. Goodnight.
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[04 Nov 2008|11:10pm] |
OBAMA!!!
I'M SERIOUSLY CRYING I'M SO HAPPY.
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[04 Nov 2008|03:33am] |
Really, extremely overly-stressed at the moment.
Pulling yet another all-night study session for my economics exam. I have to do well on this test. I'm failing the class right now. I have to pass this damn test.
Tomorrow, once I have it out of the way, I have my sociology exam to study for and a paper to write for composition.
Too much to do, too little time. My brain is going to explode.
Oh yeah, that environment test I stayed up and studied all night for last week with Mallory? I got a 73. I don't know, decent enough, I guess.
Once Wednesday is over, though, everything will be fine. Mallory's birthday is Wednesday so we're going out for sushi that night, then Thursday is patd that I'm actually really really excited about.
Still trying to decide what I'm going to wear. Ashley and I went shopping on Saturday before we got our noses pierced and I bought so many cute new clothes. I think I might wear what I'm wearing right now, though. It's like, extremely cute. Ahhh, I don't know.
And I'm coming to the realization that I might be a complete kleptomaniac. It's really bad. I mean, I would never ever ever ever EVER take something from a person, but I can't even remember the last time I paid for groceries. I mean, I'm not completely complaining because groceries are fucking expensive and when you like to eat sushi as much as I do, it adds up fast. I'm just worried that Publix or Walmart is going to catch on to the fact that people are using the environmentally-friendly bags for more than saving the environment.
Why am I wasting time on LJ when I should be studying fucking economics?
But oh, holy shit, it's election day. The US is going to change very soon. I'm nervous and excited, also glad I voted early because the Venezuelan cunt that I have for an economics professor decided to schedule a 3-hour exam on election day. She obviously doesn't care about any country other than Venezuela. Maybe she should go back -_-. Stupid cuntrag.
I am completely and totally in love with my nose ring. I mean, okay, keep in mind that the only other thing I've ever had pierced before was my ears. Once. When I was like, ten. So being able to do this was completely exhilerating. I was thinking that I wasn't going to tell my mom and just let her find out when she came up to visit on Tuesday for Cobra, but then I decided that I didn't want her to have a heart-attack, so I told her, and she was actually pretty cool with it. Oh, and fun story, when Ashley and I were waiting in Frankie D's (the shop), the bassist dude from Escape the Fate was getting a tattoo done by Renee. And I was all "Lol, your band sux" except I didn't say that, I just thought it, and he was really really cute. And his tattoo was really cool. But Renee is like, a really fucking good artist, so of course it was gonna be cool.
I love how friendly everyone at Frankie D's is. Like, I met them all when they came to the campus to talk to us and stuff, and like, when you go in the shop, they'll just start up a conversation. And Hippy, the piercer, totally wiped my eyes for me after he pierced my nose and they were watering like fuck (I wasn't crying, okay! They were just watering!). And Frankie D himself is fucking hot as hell. So yeah, any other piercings or tattoos I might get, I'll definitely go there. But I don't think I'll be getting any other piercings for a long time... at least until I forget how painful this one was.
I need a refill on my coffeeeeee.
God, this has turned into a full-on update about my life. I guess that's not really a bad thing, since I haven't done that in a while? Mostly I'm just procrastinating, though.
I should really probably go study now.
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[02 Nov 2008|01:47pm] |
No matter how long I'm at home, the second I leave, I miss this kid to death.
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