HI!

I’m making this brief because we’re working on an about page (for my fawesome WWCIA™, yes, mine…and by the way, Skull is MY codename, cuz I rock like that)

I’m Kayla, or Ade-la

anything about “the notebook” refers to my beat up notebook that I carry around everywhere writing nonsense in (but, fawesomely, IT’S COLOR CODED!)

so my notebook holds a lot of my writing, info on the WWCIA™, powerpoint notes from school, outlines of almost everything, my missions, book reviews, and weird questions that make no sense and yet I want answers…so yeah

that’s an overview

back to the about page…

Yo, most of you have already heard of me if you’ve read Bella’s (Netta, just a heads up) earlier posts

Yes, I am Becca-la, Bella’s annoying, 5 year old sister.

I really had nothing to do on my blog…but HERE I even get a codename (btw, Bella’s isn’t Skull anymore, since that was kinda her friend’s frist, she’s Orbit)

I can’t remember it right now…and I can’t find Kayla’s, Bella’s friend, notebook (anyway, she’d kill me if Itouched it)

so…BYE!

Hola!

I’m Claire, Netta’s friend.

I was too lazy to get my own blog so I’m sharing with her…though I probably won’t post nearly as much.

so…yeah

that’s all for now…

I’m sorry…

that I didn’t like my grandpa when I was 5 because he’s, well, a member of the male species, basically

that I carved my name into our entertainment center in kindergarten

that I was a bragger in 1^st grade

that I wrote my name in the reading rocket after we were told not to.

that I complained of my friend being a bossy, show-off, know-it-all, snob in 3^rd grade (though it kinda was true, so I hope you aren’t reading this, because you’ll know who you are…don’t be surprised if I don’t sleep in my bed tonight)

that I hated the kids I had to tutor in 4^th grade (even though some of them were kind of mean)

that I told my friends ever thing they said that was mean about each other during their giant war that I was stuck in (but the councilor was right, it wasn’t my fault, do you even know the meaning of the term “peer pressure” or what about “point of tears”, the song “ nobody likes me, everybody hates me, I’m gonna go eat worms”, all apply to situation,. Plus, we were all really dumb in 5^th grade. And I’m pretty sure you don’t HATE each other, but you’re just WAY to much alike, no matter how much you don’t believe me. Actually I had made up restraining orders to keep both of you away from me, but it wasn’t really a problem since you already hated me so much and trust me if I could redo that year, I’d do it much better)

that I was jealous for not having as many friends as the rest of class in 6^th grade, for being left out, etc.

that I told on my friend for cutting her self (though I swear I would have had a heart attack if I hadn’t told SOMEONE and I went home crying that day and I prayed for her (which is something I normally don’t do) even a MONTH after she stopped)

that I DIDN’T tell anyone more than my friend about the cutting, I should have told somebody else. I WAS scared for my life, threats follow through where I live

that I’m making excuses

that saying I’m sorry can’t fix anything

that even while I’m writing this I’m listening to I So Hate Consequences by Relient K

that I am making a list of things to be sorry for.

that more people don’t know that I’m a butt face

Okay, I’m sorry

I’m just…I’m sorry and I can’t fix anything

I make mistakes

You can pretend like you don’t but it doesn’t help anything

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Okay, and on a more embarrassing note…

I had dance today and my mom just got here from CA,so she took me

she told me I should try to take another class and I told her I wasn’t good enough

but me and my friend were already planning to ask about taking a private lesson together

so my mom wen tin and started talking to the teacher and OF COURSE mentioned that I didn’t think I was good enough

and the teacher said that I was really good other than my arms

but I wasn’t paying attention at that point because everyone was looking at me

and then my mom mentions “development” in girls

and so while my mom and ballet teacher are discussing that and my confidence issues I’m getting stared at

overall today has been very embarrassing

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MY CONFIDENCE ISSUES

~~I don’t think I would have issues with my confidence if anyone actually told me I did something right.

I mean, my sisters are always getting told how good they are at stuff and when I do something right it’s just like, yeah, so what?

Like when I was little

Addie, my sister, and I were doing cartwheels in the backyard.

THE FOLLOWING CONVERSATION TOOK PLACE

(don’t ask me how I remember this)

Mom:Addie, you should take gymnastics! That was wonderful!

Me: I can do a cartwheel, too!

Mom: *laugh* that was horrible! (really she said that I’M NOT LYING)

Or more recently

Mom: Alice got an A on her math test, Bells, isn’t that wonderful?

Me:: *gives high five to Alice* Good job.

Mom: So, what have you been doing?

Me: Well, I passed all of my finals. I’ve memorized my piano song, I’m the only one who can play our band song, well, the only one who chooses to play it, really, I shouldn’t be first chair, *second chair flute name here* is better, she’s playing the piccolo , now. Becca’s getting pretty good at Algebra., too.

Mom: Where did you say Addie was?

Entonces, this might be a weird mission for a spy but, I’m saving up for a camera. I was going to take all my camera money towards going to D.C. or Costa Rica, school trips, but my mom forbids me to go so it’s all back in the camera fund.

Anyway, I REALLY want a camera

like OCD badly

I’m OBSESSED with taking pictures

Oh, and after I get a camera maybe it’ll be Christmas and I CAN GET A LAPTOP!

Which I also want badly.

Cuz, I can put my pictures on the laptop and take them EVERYWHERE!

Yeah, OCD

Ooooh! OH! OH! OH!

THEY WOULD ALSO ALL BE ON MY MP3!!!

Faaaaaaaaawesooooooooome!

Luv ya, SKULL (Netta)

HELLO!

I’M BORED OUT OF MY MIND!

OKAY?

OKAY.

NOW FOR MY CURRENT OBSESSION…HOST! BY STEPHENIE MEYER!

‘kay

See? I got those off the Host website.

I’m also slightly obsessive with fonts.

They’re fun.

Wouldn’t Russian be a fun language to learn?

А Б Ч Д Е Ф Г Ю Ii1 Ж К Л М Н О П Ц Р С Т У V Ш X Ы З

Oh, and I have a new blog

check the blogroll

I’ve been tagged by Bri-la (Confessions of a teenage bookworm http://teenagebookworm.blogspot.com/)

Rules

• Link to the person who tagged you.

• Post the rules on your blog.

• Share 6 useless trivia about yourself.

• Tag 6 random people.

• Tell the tagged people by leaving a comment on their blog.

So, for my six…

1. My favorite number is 13, resulting from books like the rest of my personality.

2. I have weird obsessions in things such as sticky tack and quoting books to myself in my head (okay, and out loud when I feel the need).

3. My mom thought I was mentally retarded when I was 7. But she asked my teacher about it and she said I was just really smart, so I was bored. That teacher liked me a lot. She also made me take a lot of odd tests that nobody else had to take. I’m guessing now that it was related to the retarded comment my parents made.

4. I’m in REACH (Gifted and Talented). REACH kids do the stupidest things, talk about the stupidest things, like to act like idiots, have billions of inside jokes (“*static noise* Earring? You there?*static noise* Over *static noise*” -Me“*static noise* Yep, I just saw Eyeliner with Suspect. Can’t find Kiera. Did you tell Stick? *static noise* Over *static noise*” -Friend1 “What the heck are you talking about Netta?” – Friend2 “*static noise*Oh no! They’re on to us *laughter* *static noise* *’over’ muffled by laughter of Friend1**static noise*) and pretty much we seem rather dumb, but in a smart way…if that makes sense. Oh, and we all talk really fast. And loud, we’re very loud, unless no we know is around, then we’re pretty much silent. I could rant on forever but I’ll spare you the boredom.

5. My least favorite subject is Industrial Tech. I can’t build anything and I’m rather accident prone. I managed to scrape my hand I was sawing with on the saw. I passed it with a B though. And I named my car that I made The Seas of The Middle East. Which are… Caspian, Red, Arabian, Persian (Gulf). Did you notice? They spell CRAP, his nickname.

6. My new favorite quote is from Albert Einstein. I found it in the book Unwind . Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe. ~~Albert Einstein. I find it very funny.

Okay, now that I’m done boring you to death…I tag…

• Courtney-wa (aka tagular, Tagular’s Weblog)

• Becca-la (my sister, Becca-la’s Blog)

• Alisha-la (Alisha-la’s Page)

• Isabella (Waltz of the Marionettes)

• Kate (Kate’s Photographs)

• Lena-la (Love, Lena)

• Lotti-wa

Okay, so if you were part of Westerblog’s little WWIII (you know, with the spies, dictators, and brainwashed Nazi ninja penguins!) then you probably already know that I’m a secrect spy, no, wait, sorry….I know a secret spy. Well, the thing is, I-he-she-it….uh I mean, they…are on a mission…. M-their mission is to find a better Edward Cullen.

So, here is the current ‘Edward’,

See?

Pathetic, right?

Okay, well, I…I mean they, would like some help.

Any suggestions?

~Netta-la

Code name: Skull (long story)

I don’t like them

Well, not them but as the characters

and the picture is rather…odd..

what do you think?

I‘m bored as always

and to make it worse I have the flu

I found this out on Yahoo! today

“One Georgia district’s decision to keep boys and girls in separate classrooms has angered parents”

odd huh

I was wondering WHY you would want this feature on your blog, you know, the line…WHY?!

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