Kyle's Life.

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kyle King — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 08:38:26 +0000

“The Scene”

kyle King — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 07:02:15 +0000

The new day-in-age. Our future. Our young corrupted youth individuals (The leaders of tomorrow.) The ones who are goal-driven in life. They are goal-driven to be the “biggest celebrity” that has ever hit MySpace! Though, it’s kind of scary seeing the kids that are actually in this world. The thing that bothers me the most out of our generation though, is the “scene” – No, no – not scene as in “what’s hip?” Scene as in “Scene Kids.” I mean, unless, that is what’s hip…. That’s right, I went there! Seriously, I would like to know what the hell is up with the multi-colored striped hair, the little kid costume jewlery, the extensive artwork of the M.A.C. makeup, the tight clothes, and the “emo, I don’t really give a f*uck” look.

Jeffree Star

I want to know who created this scene called “scene.” Could it have been the infamous Jeffree Star? OH WAIT, or it could have been the amazing Kiki Kannibal! Wow, how could I even forget about her?! Stupid me! Oh, and where are my manners – Matthew Lush – known for his “cute” pouty faces and heart hand gestures. I want to know who the hell these people are, and how they think they are famous? Oh yes, they do have thousands and thousands of friends on MySpace and are now well-known around the U.S. and most likely, the world too! Let’s face it though, you have your “famous” scene people; you have your “wanna-be” famous scene people. Jeffree Star is an idol to many (the reason IS unknown!). People actually get Jeffree Star tattood on their bodies! I have no idea what this world has come to!

Kiki Kannibal

Hell, if it were that easy to become famous, I would tie-dye my hair and wear awesomely tight clothes rockin’ my grandmothers costume jewelry that I happened to stumble across rummaging through her closet! Most of the scene people out there claim to be “real” and straight-up. How can someone be real when they are dressed based upon a cross between Barbie and a raccoon. Do they expect ‘normal’ people to take them seriously? People are people and they are who they are. But the “scene” is growing as if it’s a new ethnic race! Pretty soon it’s going to be a cult. I just wonder when it’s too far for something. This, I think is too far. The only major question throughout writing this blog is simply – “why?”

Matthew Lush

For Me, and Only for Me.

kyle King — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 20:18:19 +0000

I’m doing this for me and no one else. I am moving back to Vegas and will be living with my grandma. I need to do good in school. I need someone to be strict on me. I’m asking for help. I NEED help. I feel like a low life piece of s**t and I hate it. I have no job, no money, and no grades. I thought I was doing amazing this new school year with my grades. It was the first time that I had ever been truly happy and satisfied with my grades – that all went downhill really quick. I don’t know what happened or how it happened… But it did. I BUSTED my ass off this quarter – the hardest I had ever tried in school…. I guess that just wasn’t good enough. I walked out of my photography class (with the rest of the class following behind me.) The teacher was totally out of line today – so was I. For once I stood up to the one teacher who cared for me and saw me going places. Sad to say, I don’t even see me going places anymore. I want to be a Broadcasting Journalist and Photojournalist, but lately I feel like it will never happen. I’ve been so confused lately on life, and that’s all that I think about – LIFE. I wonder where I’ll be once I’m out of school. Will I be successful or will I be making minimum wage working at McDonalds? Ever since I lost my job I’ve been down, feeling like nothing is possible. I was accused of something that I didn’t do; nor something I would ever consider doing. I’m hoping that this move to Vegas takes effect very soon because I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to handle it here. Being here, I feel like I don’t really care who I am anymore. I guess I’m stuck in-between reality and fantasy. I feel like I’ll never be able to accomplish my hopes and dreams. Living with my grandma (very strict smart woman.) I feel that is what I need. Someone to be hovering over me making sure I get my stuff done, making sure I’m doing good. If it’s anyone who could do it, it’s her. I know that she will help me so much through the next year or so to get me up and going again. I just feel like I have so much to do in so little time… Which, I do… This blog is more of a venting my thoughts kind of thing… But that’s what I needed at the moment.

Oregon Photography

kyle King — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 00:14:59 +0000

I was depressed today, so I decided to just go out and take some pictures out by the lake.

Oregon

kyle King — Tue, 14 Oct 2008 08:39:42 +0000

Wow – is it just me, or have I not done a blog in a very long time?? It’s just me ANYWAYS. That’s beside the point. It’s been about 2 months since I’ve been back in Oregon. I’ve been going to school and working – a lot. School is surprisingly going very well. I’m maintaining a B average. That’s something I’ve never been able to do throughout my whole school career. Work isn’t going to great though. It’s not that I’m bored with it; it’s more like, I’m tired with it. I’m planning on quitting within the next 2 weeks. But other than that mess, it’s going alright. I’ve taken a few pictures that are below. These are mostly for the people back in Vegas who have been bugging me to take pictures of Oregon. Haha. So, I hope you enjoy the pictures. My next blog will hopefully be more detailed and more in depth.

Young Man; Work in Progress

kyle King — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 07:40:25 +0000

I am for sure, a very young yet mature teenager. I have experienced things that not even some adults have had to hassle with. In time though, there is still a lot that I need to learn in life. I do need to learn that not everyone that you ‘count on’ will always be there for you, nor you them. People come and go – people change. But it’s always the good-times that you have to stand by and remember. I always have a hard time forgetting my pasts. Be it; relationships, experiences, hurt, happiness, etc. I know that the past is the past and the present is the present, but sometimes you always need to hold on to your past just to learn what you need to look for in the future. Life isn’t planned out. Life doesn’t have any rulebook or any guidelines. There is no itinerary for it. Life is just…. Life. One day at a time, step by step.

I am a knowledgeable 16 year-old who knows what he wants to do in life, where he wants to go, how he wants his family to be… Though, you just can’t always plan it out – it’s not always going to happen the way you may have it planned in your head. You may be so inevitably set to do something, but it’s not always going to turn out the way you plan. I’ve barley had time to live as a teenager, and I’ve spent most of my teenage years living as a grown adult. I don’t know what it’s like to truly experience the whole “teenage” phase. I’m very hardworking, maybe too hardworking. I got a job before I was even of legal age to work – simply because I wanted to be apart of the “adult” world and do what the adults do. I’ve held on to the same job for a year now, even though it is very easy to just go and get a better job. You have to start low to finish high.

Not everyone knows what they want to be when they grow up. That’s okay! You have lots of years to go before you start realizing what you really want to do with your life; if you don’t find out by then, then you are just lazy. I’ve always been the kind to never give up, never back down, and always stand up for what I feel is right. That’s how it should be though. No one in life should have to sit there and get pushed around by someone without standing up for themselves. You know, I want to be a Journalist when I grow up, and people always tell me that it doesn’t pay good money. First, I don’t care about the money. Second, I’m not going to work a job I hate to work just so I can get paid good money. And third, I could someday be a famous Journalist and make “bank” (it’s nice to dream.) Then again, what is good money? Good money to you could be something totally different to someone else – someone who actually lives in the real world, and has to really work for their money.

What I’m kind of trying to get at here is, people have a set life for themselves, but they shouldn’t. If you set your life up, and it doesn’t turn out the way you plan, then you are disappointed – leading an unhappy life in the end. I no longer have a “set” plan, but I have a set goal. I have a set goal to graduate school, go to college, and study to take the initiative steps into becoming a Journalist. I’m a young man; work in progress.

Love.

kyle King — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 10:05:32 +0000

Why is it, that after all of these months – I try to hate someone so much, so deeply, that in the end… I still love the person…? You know, people do wrong in their lives. They tell lies, they cheat, they steal. You always know though – you always know when a person really truly loves you. I was always too scared to love, too scared to trust, too scared to commit to something. Not this time though, this time I was taught all of that, and much much more. Someone once wrote to me in a letter, “Don’t forget the things that I have tried to teach you. Don’t forget that love truly is the key to life. Let love be the song of your heart. Don’t forget to forgive people, especially those that you love. No one is perfect and we all need a littlehelp from time to time. Don’t judge people before you get to know them. If you do you might have just missed the chance to get to know someone great. Even if you think you know them, truly get to know them. Smile. Smile even on those days when it seems hard to. Just remember that you are loved and the future you have before you is going to be great. Don’t complain about little petty things. Enjoy that you have another day to be alive, even when those days are tough. Pray Kyle.. Pray pray pray. Someone’s listening. I promise. Most of all, live life Kyle. Live it and love it for whatever it is to you and the things you get to do in it. You never know when it might be over.” (I’m sure this person knows who they are.) I was taught so much about myself and others in just 9 months. I started looking at the world differently, I started to become happier as a person and as a whole.

What I’m getting at though is, no one in this world is perfect. Love is never perfect. Life is not perfect. You’re not perfect. But, there is always someone perfect for each other and it is inevitable that they are meant to be. You have to role with the punches and see where life takes you. It’s a journey – a journey that will never end. I know this blog was kind of pointless, but I just had to let some things out; even though I didn’t let everything I wanted to, out.

The Thoughts and Everything In Between

kyle King — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 09:51:05 +0000

Where have I been for the past two weeks with this whole “blogging experience”? I’ve been away. I’ve been away thinking. I’ve had all the time in the world to write a blog, but it has been too hard to write one with so much on my mind, and to find the right things to say. I will start with – Oregon. I moved to Oregon about two (2) weeks ago. I got a job my first full day here. You know, Oregon is a beautiful place, but not a place that I see myself living in. I feel so trapped here. I feel like I’m in a cage just waiting to be let out and free from it all. I feel like it’s a privilege. I don’t like knowing that I can’t just call up one of my friends and go over and hangout. I don’t feel like I belong here, I fell like no one likes me here. I walk into a store, and all eyes are on me. Does Vegas have a scent? Because if it does, then people know how to smell it out from a mile away. When I lived in Vegas, I felt comfortable and a lot more confident. Living here, I feel like walking with my head down in shame. I keep living in la-la land, thinking that this is just a Summer vacation and that I will be back home in Vegas pretty soon. I sit at home everyday feeling like a shameless bum because I have nothing better to do than sit on the computer. Now, I will begin with Vegas. I had some friends in Vegas. I had some ‘close’ friends that didn’t say goodbye to me before I left. Honestly, I could care less anymore because I am done with them and I don’t need them in my life whatsoever. I bent over backwards for them, and I get treated like shit because of it. I’m too much of a good person to be treated like that. 9 years and 5 years both down the drain. This now leads to Ignorance. I’m not a preacher, nor will I ever be; but if one thing bothers me the most, it’s ignorance. What country do we live in? The UNITED States of America… Why do I feel like we’re not all “United”? It’s because we’re not. Everyone stands their different grounds in this country. For example, gay rights. There are many gay people fighting in our war right now for our country. Though, why should they fight for our country when people don’t ‘approve’ of homosexuality? It’s ignorance. Black people. Why do a lot of black people think that they are better and that they can do whatever? It’s because they find themselves more “intimidating” and “threatening” – That’s why I don’t take it anymore. Rich People. What makes you think you’re better than everyone else? The only thing that is remotely “better” about yourself is that you have more money. IGNORANCE. I’ve learned that living in Oregon, there is a lot of ignorance floating around here. I don’t appreciate it at all. It’s pretty sad when people are too scared to go out of their own house to a grocery store because they have to fear getting called profound names. People have to start realizing that not everything and everyone is perfect in this world – neither are themselves. Just because you were brought up “Old-Fashion” doesn’t mean that you have to stay that way because to you, it’s “right.” Be rebellious for Christ-sakes! But let me just say, we won’t stop fighting. We never will stop fighting. And the sad truth is, that in America, fighting is the answer to receive peace. So to you, who disagree on what I am saying – that’s fine, you’re entitled to your opinions. But, opinions then lead to respect; so, respect my decision on what I have to say. I am a 16 year old teenager – not your next president.

The Game

kyle King — Fri, 30 May 2008 06:39:04 +0000

You play the game so well; I play it better. Sorry to tell you, but I already know the cheat codes to the game you play. I can follow your footsteps, lie and cheat just as well as you to win. The game has a lot of twists and turns and secrets, but sooner or later you get used to it and figure out how to maneuver yourself around to get to the end. I’ve done that; I’ve maneuvered, and I’ve learned, and I’ve figured it out… I’ve played the game many times before as well. There’s always a point to the game, always a prize; even if it’s just the wonderful feeling of you winning. There’s always obstacles in the game, but you learn to avoid them. You’re an obstacle right now, and I’m doing a damn good job at avoiding you. There are pieces to the game, and I chose my piece wisely. There are sometimes cards to the game – I live in Vegas, I know how to call a bluff. There are sometimes dice, you just have to take the chance. There’s sometimes a board to the game – A sturdy platform to support your game piece. There’s always an easy way out in a game, but sometimes you just have to take the long route. The game can be a very complex thing, but only if you don’t know how to play. Learn the game or it will learn you.

The Time is Almost Near

kyle King — Thu, 15 May 2008 18:01:13 +0000

That’s right, there are exactly 20 more days that I have left in Las Vegas, Nevada; my home. It’s going to be a major change moving from the city that never sleeps, to the town that always talks… I’ve been trying to cram as much time as I can in, with friends that I won’t see for a quite a while; hanging out with 2-3 people a day. Sometimes they ‘cancel’ those plans and want to ‘re-schedule.’ You know, I’m not going to waste my time making plans with you and canceling with other people for you to cancel with me. It’s just not going to happen that way anymore. I only have 2 and a half more weeks left here and I’m trying to make the best of it. If you don’t have the time to see someone that you’re most likely not going to see for a very long time, then I’m not that important to you. It’s alright though, people will regret it once I’m gone.

I’ve also been very busy with packing and preparing the house so we can sell it. We still have to paint my room tonight. And in all that time, I’ve still had a little bit of time for myself; going to the mall, tanning, out to eat, or just laying in bed surfing the web. I have been very busy lately and very very, very stressed out with everything. I need all the support I can get right now, and I feel like I’m not getting nearly half of the support I thought I would get from the people I thought would care. So, if you’re going to miss me, then let’s hang out! If you don’t have my number, message me on MySpace for it. Again, 20 more days people! Let’s make this worth while!!