Me Myself and I ...
Toronto. That's where it all begins. That's where I was born, in Toronto General Hospital.. I think that's what it's called anyway.. I'm actually not sure, but that's besides the point. The point is; I was born. On January 17th, 1997. A winter baby.
A little while after I tortured my mother a good sixteen hours... yup, I said sixteen, and drug free too I might add... they took me home to our little blue house. A quaint little home, painted light blue with the white trimming. Cute. ...buuut after four years of that.. we sold it to a little Asian family who had olive green blinds and moved to the shit hole I like to call K Town. Kill me.
We moved into the house we're in now. A two story, four bed, two bath, home. Just outside of the ghetto of my neighborhood. Literally, just outside of it. My street is the first street right after all the complexes.
.... there was a shooting the other day... some brudda got shot right round the corner!
aaannyywayy.... Moral of the story? I hate Kitchener, and can't wait to get out. Get far far faaaaar away. And if I don't? Well... lets just say I won't be the most pleasant resident of K Town. Say hello to the next town drunk.
My dream is to get to The big city; The Big Apple. But that's not realistic apparently, so I'm going back to Toronto. That will be sufficient enough I suppose.
What I plan on doing when I get there? No idea. I figure I'll go to university, majoring in English, minoring in Fine Arts and whatever else I find interesting by that point in my life. But other then that, I have no plan. I'll probably end up freelancing where ever I can, and just waitress. In all actuality, that's all I see myself doing. The idea of doing one thing for the rest of my life scares the crap out of me. So, ya, that's not happening. Oh well.
Now. Here are some Kayla Facts:
I`m not the most optimistic person ever.. no... like really.. I hate you all.
I hate people. So mooooooooove.
I adore music... but not that crap they like the play on 91.5.. nono nooo.. 102.1 or 105.3 is the way to go.
I`m quiet.. but get to know me... and I`m still quiet. Sometimes. Not really.
I love to draw and write and I`m fairly good.. but its hard to get myself in the mind set to actually do it... which will probably screw me over later in life.. oh well...
I lovelovelove reading. Hand me a book and some coffee and I`m set.
I love Coffee. Like really.. if you got me a coffee I`d love you forever.
Some of my favourite things to do are: wander around an art museum for hours.. or go on road trips.. or camp and sit by the fire.. or wander around downtown and check out all the cute little stores.. or watch musicals.. or watch all my nerdy movies like harry potter and transformers all day.....
I love food. With a fiery burning passion.
K. That`s all I have for now.
Farewell.
A little while after I tortured my mother a good sixteen hours... yup, I said sixteen, and drug free too I might add... they took me home to our little blue house. A quaint little home, painted light blue with the white trimming. Cute. ...buuut after four years of that.. we sold it to a little Asian family who had olive green blinds and moved to the shit hole I like to call K Town. Kill me.
We moved into the house we're in now. A two story, four bed, two bath, home. Just outside of the ghetto of my neighborhood. Literally, just outside of it. My street is the first street right after all the complexes.
.... there was a shooting the other day... some brudda got shot right round the corner!
aaannyywayy.... Moral of the story? I hate Kitchener, and can't wait to get out. Get far far faaaaar away. And if I don't? Well... lets just say I won't be the most pleasant resident of K Town. Say hello to the next town drunk.
My dream is to get to The big city; The Big Apple. But that's not realistic apparently, so I'm going back to Toronto. That will be sufficient enough I suppose.
What I plan on doing when I get there? No idea. I figure I'll go to university, majoring in English, minoring in Fine Arts and whatever else I find interesting by that point in my life. But other then that, I have no plan. I'll probably end up freelancing where ever I can, and just waitress. In all actuality, that's all I see myself doing. The idea of doing one thing for the rest of my life scares the crap out of me. So, ya, that's not happening. Oh well.
Now. Here are some Kayla Facts:
I`m not the most optimistic person ever.. no... like really.. I hate you all.
I hate people. So mooooooooove.
I adore music... but not that crap they like the play on 91.5.. nono nooo.. 102.1 or 105.3 is the way to go.
I`m quiet.. but get to know me... and I`m still quiet. Sometimes. Not really.
I love to draw and write and I`m fairly good.. but its hard to get myself in the mind set to actually do it... which will probably screw me over later in life.. oh well...
I lovelovelove reading. Hand me a book and some coffee and I`m set.
I love Coffee. Like really.. if you got me a coffee I`d love you forever.
Some of my favourite things to do are: wander around an art museum for hours.. or go on road trips.. or camp and sit by the fire.. or wander around downtown and check out all the cute little stores.. or watch musicals.. or watch all my nerdy movies like harry potter and transformers all day.....
I love food. With a fiery burning passion.
K. That`s all I have for now.
Farewell.