And on the 5th day..

Today... well... today was a lot of work. And different-ness.

So I started off by eating waffles (scrumptious)
which led to moving a CRAP load of stuff to the new house. That lasted for like 8 hours. Mmmmm. I love me some manual labor.

Then my parents took us to see Cap'n 'Merca and that was pretty good. I'm impressed by the movies awesome tie-ins to the Marvel comics.

During the movie, I missed 3 calls, which I'm assuming were from the one and only person in the world I would actually like to talk to and be with lately. And Now she's asleep.

I can't really explain to you how epically and totally sad this makes me. I work a whole day, just to miss out on my girlfriend. I'm sorry Syd :(

I would like to show you how this actually makes me feel..

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That would the result of my forehead meeting my keyboard. Bahumbug.

and now I have to sleep in my room, which is so different it might as well be some random room in Pakistan. My life is off balance.

I miss you.

Don't hate me.



Her Boyfriend

Day Thrfour.

I...
might have skipped day 3. or not, since I'm mashing it here into lovely #4, so,

Enjoy :)

Day 3: Work, home, sleep, end.

Day 4: Not quite as pleasant.

I got ditched by both parties of the partying-party...(make sense?)


then I got yelled at by the hipocritical Parental Slave Laborers, and this particular Blogger was less than pleased.

Then I took my medication, which was a healthy dose of Sydney via Skype :) then I felt better.
We did end up launching them there fiyur werks, which was decent, but now, I feel realize Fireworks ain't nuthin without the lady to watch 'em with :)

My belly rumbles with the need for hands and my... uh... Sydney Stone? ;)

(Llamas with hats reference, whaaat?)

I could use the real thing, no offense Tigger :)
just a thursday away :)

Meanwhile, I'm sure I'll eat, poop, sleep, work, hate, and... well... other stuff.

1.4.3.

The Newbilly

Zweite Tage (2nd Day)

Just as equally pathetic as yesterday. Waking up without having a radiant sun of utter awesomness around is a bit tougher than I imagined. I know all of THIS might bug everyone else who reads my blog (except for a cetain someone) but this is good for me. I could use a vent :)

So today I basically did what I'm really good at without her around.

Work
Eat
Nothing
Nothing
Sleep.

I don't want to change it really. Not sure if its laziness or patheticitus, but it is what it is.

I miss her. I feel it my very innards. This isn't the normal feeling of missing someone either. It just... is.
haha I'm pathetic.

Well, to sum it all up, I miss her. And there's not a damned thing I can do about it ;)

I'm sure this'll pass like a freaking PAINFUL kidney stone. (kidney rhymes with Sydney)
Unfortunately, this won't pass until about (random guessing skills)....
Thursday of next week?

Until then..

Fare thee well :)
The Newbill

P.s. You better be safe out there :)



Haaa. I swore.

Day #1

Day one:
I worked, then came home.
Its almost overly cliche, but you never really know what you have until it's gone. Or on vacation.


I miss you :)

Kyle

Shmango?

I don't really want to do this. But I will. Not cuz I have so many people who'll read this. In fact, I doubt the 5 people that "follow me" will really even bother. Not that I care.

Anyways.

I just feel grateful and happy that I have Sydney. And I'm sad she's leaving for a week, but I'm happy she'll be out, enjoying life the way that it should be lived :) I'm happy that she's so epically awesome, and I am glad I have the opportunity to even consider her mine!

On another note, I am a little ticked about what's going on with Lehi's Drumline, and the staffing decisions that have been made recently. But honestly that is a little bump in my life right now.

If you read this Syd, then I hope you know I miss you already and I hope you're having fun, cuz if not, I'm gonna steal you back to the good ol' USA.



Signing off and forever Her's

Kyliepoonoobell

Today, the Great and Epic.. Friday.

Today, I was
















BORED

Just a heads up!

When reading this blog, please watch out for the following:

• Falling Debris
• Flaming humans who may or may not be Pants-less
• Uncontrollable, gravity defying nuggets of WISDOM
• Pure, Liquid legitimacy
• The sudden urge to become a suicidal eco-terrorist
• Underlying tones of Conspiracy and Rebellion
• Distasteful, Crude remarks concerning all forms of Humans and/or Dolphins
• and In-grown Toe Nails

I am currently working on fixing this [No I'm Not] and these problems should be fixed..

Never.

Sincerely,
Kyle_from_Data_Entry

Sometimes, you just need to move on. Right now, it wasn't the case, so I came back :)

I apologize for not really being super awesome at posting CRAP. So here is what I've been up to:

Work
Sying Seedney
Working More
Chillaxin' with the Sydnator
Occasional Sleep
Musica Gathering
Boating
Rodeo
Nose-picking
Havin' a darn-tootin' good ol' time :)

SO, my mind is a blur with the good life, and I really can't complain about very much (which is probably what entertains about 4 of my 5 followers)

I'd like to thank Sydney and my family for all the support...


Wait.

No awards tonight.

I truly can't wait to drop some sick beats and mad lyrics to y'all, and to obscenely disrespect sociological norms and such.

Until then, and forever yours,
The Noobler

P.s.
Savor the Slave and kick the paid Laborer.

Its Been a While...

I think its about time that I bring all of you *BILLIONS* of fans up to date:   :)

I am in Love :)
I just got hired at Vivint as Data Entry :)
I am enjoying my spring break :)
She said Yes to Prom :)
I am HAPPY :)

And if it doesn't show, its probably because I'm not around Her :)

I am grateful :)

:)

NO.

My Crap List:

• School
• Band
• Band Teacher
• Math
• Math Teacher
• Homework
• Teachers who give Homework
• Money
• Jobs
• Gas
• Parker
• Math
• Time
• Disease
• Parker
• Westlake
• Tiredness
• Band Teacher
• Parker
• Parker
• Parker
• Parker
• Parker
• Parker...

Way to End The Season :)

I am a band geek.

For being pretty new to the whole -marching- thing,
Ending my marching career is a pretty tough shindig. Today was my last Indoor Drumline Competition, at Stansbury High School. Its way the poo out there, but they had a pretty cool set up. We came off of that floor actually feeling good about our show.

which is always a pretty grand thing.

So Nick and I went down to recieve the awards, and the announcer calls out "Region A Awards, with a score of 75.(blah-de-blah)... LEHI IMPACT!!"

And, being the first group called, Nick and I assumed we got third place. (for those that don't know, we took 1st last week)
To say the least, we were kinda cheesed about the whole thing, but as it turns out, the announcer called out the order of 1st, 2nd, 3rd (and usually it is the other way around!)

So, we won :) which for a bunch of first time indoor drumline-marchers, is pretty grand :)

As for Weber High, and Copper Hills High,

You can go eat goat poop :))

Brain Poop #1

Wish List:

1. Singing Skilllllz
2. A legitimate Drumset
3. Constant Supply of SWEET Music
4. A Krabby Patty
5. An Obedient Husky
6. An Unlimited Soda Machine
7. Season Pass to either Park City or Solitude
8. A Time Machine
9. A Zombie-Making Machine
10. Unlimited Money Supply

So today, I realize that I do not appreciate people who have unstable moods. If you are going to be a happy person, PLEASE be a happy person on a regular and predictable basis.
When you are the kind of person that can NEVER be predicted when it comes to moods,

You can go eat goat poop.

The Biggest Loser In Loser Town

What would planet Earth be like if certain humans didn't inhabit it?

Well, for starters, it would be infinitely less stressful. I would love to say that I live a happy and full life, in which I appreciate and enjoy all I come into contact with.

Unfortunately, that would be a lie.

It's not that bad that the Hunk Muffin (names have been changed to protect them from my own rage) is taking my Woman to her own Prom. I say it's not that bad, which it realistically isn't, but that doesn't prevent me from hating him.

Or hating the fact that MY GIRL is going to be with him.

For Prom.

(Maybe I have sharing issues?)

But the thing that really [and I mean REALLY] chaps my khakies is that she is officially Prom Royalty. So not only will she be wearing the dress She said She would only want to wear for me at our Prom, but She will also be dancing in the arms of the Hunk Muffin AND possibly becoming Westlake's 2011 Prom Queen (which She TOTALLY Deserves!!!)

Now, back to the where I began.
If the world was free of certain "humans" the world would be a better place, right? 

Examples:

• Hitler
• Bin Laden
• Sadam Hussein
• the guy who invented McDonalds
• the inventor of porn
• the inventor of cheese
• whoever is causing all the crap over in the Middle East, which is bringing our gas prices up (which makes it harder to go see my Girlfriend)
• Hulk Hogan
• etc.

But, to sum all of my current feelings up at the moment, I would like to give out a deliciously large -Eff YOU- to the failure of my day: 

Hunk Muffin.

Go eat goat poop. 

Hmmm...

Dear Humans,


Here are my first BLOGGED words.

Enjoy,

Kyle Newbill