Why so alone fool?

I've been over pondering lately. That's never a good thing. Something has me worried, very worried. It's the future. I was observing homosapians for the next episode in the 'My Observations' series when I started observing myself and my friendship group.

I've come to notice that I'm falling behind. My friends have progressed faster in life than I have and I'm starting to panic. They get out there, they meet new people, form new groups while I sit in my house like a hermit. I'm afriaid I'm falling so far behind that I might eventually loose them. As we get closer and closer to the end of the year and to graduating, I wonder what will become of me. We made so many plans, plans that made me feel like we would be together forever. It was all good. But as we go along, things are changing. People are changing, although, it could just be me who has changed. People say to me, in reality, highschool friends drift apart and never see eachother again, I can't bring myself to believe that, but it makes me wonder, for the people who say this, do they even want to put in the effort? Don't they want to be friends anymore? Where did I go wrong?



Me in the future?



I invision myself alone. In a dinky little apartment not far from home. I have a rubbish low paying job and own a fish who I talk to because I no longer have friends to contact. Friends who have moved on, have amazing lives and great new friends. Could I turn out to be the crazy old lady off The Simpsons who throws cats at people? This vision might be a bit harsh but I can't help think that I will eventually wind up alone. Actually, a more realistic vision may not be too far off from where I am now. Staring at my facebook page hoping something will happen. Sitting in my room with my Playstation shooting hookers on GTA. Opening and closing my phone with a hope someone will txt to say ''Hey, lets go somewhere.''. Sitting by myself on the beach and staring at nothing because that's the most I ever get out. Pathetic, I know.

Anyway, I guess you could say being alone is one of my biggest fears. And I guess you could say ''You loser, just get out and talk to people.'', and you'd be right, but belive me, I try, I try to the point when it's just plain sad. But I mean, you would get sick of someone if they constantly kept trying to talk to you ALL the time wouldn't you? Especially one as boring as I. That's something else I've noticed, I'm really boring. I bore myself to the point where I just go ''Screw this, I'm going to shoot some hookers.''. It's weird. But how does one change that? Google wont even tell me. I must be doomed if Google doesn't know.

I don't know why I write this, I guess it doesn't matter either way, no one will read it. I guess it's good to get it out. In public, probly not so much... so why am I still writting?... An excuse not to do my Biology work? Perhaps.

Just sayin'...

Dear the person who came up with the QCS test,

That is all...

From Kayla.

My Observations

As you know, I ponder about many things. Another thing I do is observe the behaviour of my fellow members of the human race. Their ways somethimes confuse me so. I can sometimes find myself staring at other people as they go about their days (not creepy at all...) and then I ponder, "Why do they do that?" and "Why don't they do this?" and whatnot. I find it odd and slightly facinating how people are so very different and how they act. I feel like I'm David Attenborough observing animals in a documentary. If I really was David observing these strange creatures, this might be how it would go...

Well, here we are, in the distant lands of North Queensland, this is one area where we will be sure to find the common Homosapian. But is in this small, isolated town where we will find a wide range of types of the Homosapian. We see here a group of young females that the members of thier comunity have labbeled 'The sluts'. It seems that this particular group tend to mate with as many other Homosapians as possible, not for the purpose of reproduction, merly for the purpose of their own pleasure. This group isnt quite well recieved by the other groups. They also sometimes have a tendancy to present themselves in a rather promiscuous  way, this can involve, short skirts, tight and revealing tops and mabey even high heels that make them stand taller than a giraffe. Perhaps they like to be taller than the other members of thier comunity to show off their supposed superiourity? They do this to attract other members, preferably of their own type. They greet eachother by casualy strutting towards one another and make strange highpitched sounds, the sound have been loosley translated into normal english by one of our specialists, a conversation between these strange animals may go a little something like this...
"Omg, hey bitch, what's up?" (Oh my goodness, hello my good friend, how are you and what have you been doing?)
"Hey bitch, not much aye, omg, guess what!" (Hello friend, I am ok, I have not been doing much, oh my goodness, I have interesting news to tell you!)
"Omg what?!" (Oh my goodness, what is your news?)
"I totally did it with Jeff last night!" (I had sexual intercourse with Jeffery last night.)

Figure 1: The group labeled 'Sluts'

"Omg, you whore! How was it?" (Oh my goodness, congratsulations! Was your experience pleasurable?)
"Oh, shit, it was awesome! He's so big!" (Oh, friend, it was vey pleasurable! He has a large genital organ)
"Omg, you bitch, jelous much!" (Oh my goodness, my friend, I envy you!)
"I know right! Ok, g2g, whore, cya." (Yes, I know you envy me! I must leave, see you later.)
"K, cya." (Okay, goodbye.)
[I have found this very odd, they are not my prefered group]



Figure 2: One labelled 'The feral'



Lets leave the sluts now and make our way over to the next group. This group is known as 'Ferals'. This group is, in a way, more wild that the other groups and seem to have a total disrespect for personal hygiene. You can usually find the adult ones lingering in places called 'pubs' where many gather to drink a strange liquid that makes them go a bit funny, much like parrots when they eat mangos. The young ones can be found roaming with no adult supervision or shoes. Usually in raggy cloathes and greasy unwashed hair. One would be cautious when approtching a Feral as they can sometimes be tempermental and their bodily odour can render one unconsious. Though it seems the scent does not affect their own kin. They seem to be either unaware or uncaring of their behaviour and apperence. The Feral is still undergoing research as much still confuses us.

Figure 3: A 'quiet one' being attacked by
another group member

We shall end this episode with a quick visit to the group that not many members of the community tend to notice. 'The quiet ones'. As their name suggests, they are a quiet bunch that like to keep to themselves sometimes, other times, they like to merge with other groups of various types. It seems that the quiet ones are just like any other group deep down but don't usually express themselves, it is still unsure why this is though there are many theories. They can mainly be a very kind group, though, some have gone to scilence because they may ahve been rejected by other members of another group. They have been seen to be a rather vunerable group that are easily bullied by other groups. The other groups see them as easy targets and think that if they can assert their dominence on a quiet one (as they are shy and are not prepared to defend themselves at most times), they will move higher up on the social ladder. Its a sad thing.  

Well, this is but a small sample of the different types of Homosapian that can be found in this area. In the next episode, we will observe many more weird and wonderful beings that make up this community. Till next time, goodnight.

Yeah, that's what it would be sort of like... :)

Feeling mushy. :P

I'm in a bit of an odd mood and I would just like to take this oppertunity to finally get something out.. Ok, here I go..

For the past few years (usually on school camps) they sometimes ask us to get in groups (usually with our friends) and say a few things about how important they are to us and stuff, generally express our feelings and whatnot. Each time this kind of activity occurs, I can't seem to say what I really feel, I just can't get the words out and as a result, I usually end up acting nervous and saying something stupid and not really participating. But I'm going to say it now. For everyone to see (well, only the few that actually read this)..

There aren't really words to describe how much my friends mean to me. I'm not much of a family person. With all the problems that I have been having with myself and my family, I need my friends to just keep going everyday. To me, life would be rather pointless if I didn't have them around. Now, I realise that people say things like this all the time, but, you have no idea how deeply in love I am with all of you guys. (in a non-romantic way..)

I'm sorry if I ever did you wrong, or didn't take notice if something was bothering you or if I wasn't any help when you had a problem. To those friends or even accuantences who I have driffted away from and lost contact with, I'm sorry, you all were a massive part of my life that I could never forget (dispite my shocking memory). I hope that I can try to mend any wounds I may have caused others. I hope that I can still somehow communicate with all of you even though we are miles apart.

To my girls, thank you. Thank you for being friends with me. My whole life I have been a victim to bullying and all that crap (explains my lack of a self esteem). Over the years, you guys have been slowly but surely curing me. Thank you for asking if something was wrong when I showed up to school all sad, even though I don't tell you most of the time what is wrong, it makes it a bit better to hear you ask and sound concerned. I need that. Especially at those time when I believe that no one cares. The times when I would text you guys late at night with a problem even if it was the most pathetic thing or if it was just because I couldn't sleep and was bored, thanks. I love when we have those games of 'Truth' (thank you Jaki for introducing that), it makes me feel closer to you all and it's awesome. Staying up late and talking in the dark, it makes me forget my problems, makes me feel like nothing is wrong, I never want those times to end. Haha, I remember on yr11 camp when I thought about this in my head and started crying (yes, that's why I was crying). It means the world to me when you include me in things, from things like letting me join a group in class or letting me in on a secret to asking me to go places with you or telling me things you wouldn't tell anyone else (or whatever :P).



My girls. <3 You are my world.



This is only really half of the things I feel deep down. I have many thoughts and feelings about many things, I just have trouble getting them out my mouth. I hope that you guys can cure me of this too, and all the other things that are wrong with me. I promise, that even after we have graduated and go our seprate ways, I will never forget you, I have a plan to never lose contact with my girls, because your my friends forever (whether you like it or not)! I really love you guys. (oh man, here come the water works again) <3

Rain, rain, everywhere.

Dear Mother Nature,

What is your problem? What did Queensland do to peeve you off so? We are getting a little fed up with all this rain you are dumbing on us and these cyclones you have been throwing at us. Seriously, cut it out please. At least give ti a rest for the weekend so I can go to Townsville shopping, and my sister would like to get to the airport so she can get home. I need my Jay-Jays, JB-HI-FI and GAME fix before I explode! Although, you can make a little flood tomorrow and Friday so I don't have to do my English oral, but then that's seriously it.



Mother Nature, you are a ho.

 But why pick on us? Why can't you send a category 5 cyclone Osama Bin Ladin's way? Aren't we good people? Who did you such wrong that you thought it was ok to make all of us suffer? I used to like you Mother Nature, now you're just a ho. Leave Queensland alone! This is your final warning missy!

Yours sincerely, Kayla. (on behalf of Queensland)

My Plan.

I have just recently attended my grandmothers funeral, and for some reason, I had a thought, what would I like to happen to me when I die? Like, some people say they want to be buired in a special spot or be cremated and have thier ashes spread over somewhere that meant something to them in life. I thought about this for a few minutes today and came up with what I would like to be done with me when my time comes. I want my head put in one of those jars like on Futurama! =D



Like this. It'd be sweet.



How cool would that be! Very, I say. Hopefully, in the future when I die, there will be that kind of technology sort of thing like on Futurama where they can keep the living head in the jar. If I were to do that, I would have to get my friends to do the same (I don't want to be left alone and have all my friends and family die).

We would have either robotic bodies or have people just carry us everywhere. We could still party and go hang out together just like the old days! Our families (or whoever is looking after us) will drop food in the jar and feed us like fish in a tank. Though, if they have the technology to do that then I don't see why they can't keep the whole body alive somehow? Meh, I guess it doesn't matter, most people don't want to live forever anyway.

But yeah, that's what I came up with today when I was bored....Not at the funeral of course, that was too sad to be boring. But afterwards at the RSL when everyone else was having drinks and I was just sitting around with nobody to talk to. That's what happens when you leave me to my thoughts...

We need a hero!

Ok, I finally have a computer that works! I can now blog my heart out! YAY! Well, here it goes...

On TV, I see shows with superheros in them like, Superman, Spiderman, Batman, Wonderwomen, etc.. and I see how things are in the places these hero's protect and they all seem reasonably well organised (in a way). It also seems that the police force in these shows is not quite good. They always show up AFTER the hero has defeated the villan. This got me thinking, why don't we have superheros in real life?

How awesome would that be! I for one would love to be rescued by Batman! I think that Batman would do a fantastic job protecting my town. I think every city and town should have a local superhero. Now, don't think I'm just here to put the police force in a negative light here, in most places the police do a very good job...not all places but most. I just think that having a superhero around would create an extra boost in the fight against crime.



(I love you Batman)

 Seeing as I came up with the idea, I should get to choose which hero I want in my local town. I choose Batman <3! I believe that Batman is the best hero ever. He poops all over those other so called 'heros'. Here are a few of a many examples why:

1. He has all those funky gadgets in his belt, he could have the weakness of all the superheros stored in there. In a fight against Superman, all he needs to do is throw a shiny green rock at him, for a fight with Spiderman, he just needs to take out a can of Mortien.
2. Unlike Superman, Batman is not completely and totally up himself. When Batman stops a crime, he disappears into the night like a ninja (i like ninjas) and doesn't show up to big parade things to sign autographs.
3. He proves to people that you don't need special powers to be a hero. And that is one of the greatest reasons as to why I love Batman and why I want him to be the one to keep my hometown safe from the bad guys.

So, in conclusion, I think that our world could do with a few Batman's around, it would be beneficial to our lives and to the lives of those around us.

So, how did you like my first proper blog? Shame I couldn't access my other one, for some reason the passwords I put in wouldn't work. Oh well, there wasn't anything on it anyway. Well, that's all from me for now, stay tuned. :)