"We're so helpless
We're slaves to our impulses
We're afraid of our emotions
And no one knows where the shore is
We're divided by the ocean
And the only thing I know is
That the answer isn't for us
No the answer isn't for us"
-Feist
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Third time i have loaded my life up in the back of a station wagon
#1 Move to Los Angeles
#2 Evacuate Sesnon Fires
#3 Evacuate Sylmar Fires
Oh dear. I woke up at 4 a.m. to the sound of "whooooping". Thats right..... "whooooping". The police drove up and down the streets with warning sirens that rhythmically sounded a loud Whoooop Whoooop noise. I laid in bed and I could hear the sound in the distance and wondered what the hell was going on. The sound got closer and closer and was soon accompanied by a repetitive voice on a megaphone that sternfully warned residents to vacate their homes as quickly as possible. Now i wondered what the fuck was going on. So i hopped outa bed, woke my aunt up, packed my shit (again), helped pack her shit (again), said a prayer, and headed south to Long Beach. I figured Snoop Dog would know what to do.
Here I am....ALIVE and drinking tea at "Cha For Tea" in the heart of Long Beach bumming internet, and enjoying some green tea.
Sorry Los Angeles...I can't help the fact that I am SOOOO HOT.
peace
Kayla S.
#2 Evacuate Sesnon Fires
#3 Evacuate Sylmar Fires
Oh dear. I woke up at 4 a.m. to the sound of "whooooping". Thats right..... "whooooping". The police drove up and down the streets with warning sirens that rhythmically sounded a loud Whoooop Whoooop noise. I laid in bed and I could hear the sound in the distance and wondered what the hell was going on. The sound got closer and closer and was soon accompanied by a repetitive voice on a megaphone that sternfully warned residents to vacate their homes as quickly as possible. Now i wondered what the fuck was going on. So i hopped outa bed, woke my aunt up, packed my shit (again), helped pack her shit (again), said a prayer, and headed south to Long Beach. I figured Snoop Dog would know what to do.
Here I am....ALIVE and drinking tea at "Cha For Tea" in the heart of Long Beach bumming internet, and enjoying some green tea.
Sorry Los Angeles...I can't help the fact that I am SOOOO HOT.
peace
Kayla S.
Friday, November 14, 2008
one, too, three, for
Writing new songs lately. I thought I was doomed because I could not write anything decent for over a week. Dry spell. But i'm back in the saddle again. Figuratively.
The one I'm working on tonight it catchy. I will record it by the end of the weekend and maybe post her up on myspace if im in the sharing mood.
lets see....what else? New "diet"! Awesome. Shannon and I decided to only eat health food all week, and it's so great we should just do it for the rest of our lives.
It still gets hot down here in los angeles in mid November. Weirdo weather. I wish it would snow. Or rain. Or hey.... how about get below 90 degrees in the afternoons! (sorry, thats just me venting)
On a happy note, you can write something happy. Joke. Not a lot of happy notes, not a lot of sad notes, just a lot of notes. Taking notes on life, love, and things in between.
Im alive! Are you alive?
sincerely,
kayla S.
The one I'm working on tonight it catchy. I will record it by the end of the weekend and maybe post her up on myspace if im in the sharing mood.
lets see....what else? New "diet"! Awesome. Shannon and I decided to only eat health food all week, and it's so great we should just do it for the rest of our lives.
It still gets hot down here in los angeles in mid November. Weirdo weather. I wish it would snow. Or rain. Or hey.... how about get below 90 degrees in the afternoons! (sorry, thats just me venting)
On a happy note, you can write something happy. Joke. Not a lot of happy notes, not a lot of sad notes, just a lot of notes. Taking notes on life, love, and things in between.
Im alive! Are you alive?
sincerely,
kayla S.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
tuesday
It's been raining that Tennessee honey
So long I got too heavy to fly
Ain't no bluebird ever gets too heavy to sing
So long I got too heavy to fly
Ain't no bluebird ever gets too heavy to sing
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