Dear Diary...Love Kyla (Oh...Inside Jokes...How I Love Thee)

Dear Neglected World,

For those of you who have messaged me and I haven't responded (or those of you who call all the time and I'm never around...Dad), no I have not died. Just busy. Abnormally busy.

Tomorrow will be my tenth day in a row of RA training (keep in mind I finished my summer job at 3:00 last Thursday and started training/RA work at 3:05 that same day.) Each day starts with 8:00 AM breakfast (mandatory) and continues on from there, most often until 8:00 PM, but sometimes until later, even up to midnight (depending on the activities.)

I am working with such an amazing group of people this year. Any free time I have had I spend with them, playing magnetic "Around-The-World" darts, Guitar Hero (quite possibly the best video game ever...it rocks...literally!), holding spoons (a good story for a later post), seeing Snakes On A Plane (so bad it's awesome), and generally just having a good time being with people (my own age and with the same interests.)

I will continue to not be around for awhile. Camp (yay for leaving the rez!) is coming up soon (VERY excited) and after that is yet another move (the third one of the summer...yay renovations!) and then Welcome Week for the students. Hope everyone is doing well, and feel free to drop me an e-mail if you want to get ahold of me. It's usually easier for me to answer my e-mails then respond to instant messages 4 hours after the fact.

Have a great week (and as I told my staff team, never forget that you are brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous.)

Love,

Kyla

RA Training

Oh my gosh...I forgot how much I love being an RA...

...and making a fool of myself (can you tell my team colour is red?)

I'm going to try and post pictures and ramblings from my RA 06/07 training experience (I am, after all, a senior RA this year), but I might get too busy/tired to be able to update all that often. We'll see.

Here is my RA quote of the day.

Kyla: (To a group of RA's dressed in their team colour, green.) Oh my gosh, you guys look like leprechauns!
Matt: This coming from the girl dressed as a ladybug.

That's all for now. Hope you find lots of reasons to smile this week!

F You Spike Jonze! F You!

Oh, I am so angry right now I could spit nails.

Spike Jonze...someday, somewhere, somehow, I will exact my revenge.

I guess some of you want to know why (out of nowhere) I have the sudden hatred and need to destroy the seemingly innocent Spike Jonze.

That (expletive deleted) stole my project.

Back story:

My floor (as I will be an RA again) for next year has a bit of a reputation for being rowdy, rambunctious, and generally out of control. While working on a theme, I decided to play off these factors, in a subtle yet joking way, without actually encouraging them to go crazy.

I chose, for my theme, "Where The Wild Things Are."

Most of you should remember this book. It was published in 1963 and was written by Maurice Sendak. Here is the plot of the story (as copied from about.com):

"The plot of the book is based on the fantasy (and real) consequences of a little boy's mischief. One night Max dresses up in his wolf suit and does all kinds of things he shouldn't, like chasing the dog with a fork. His mother scolds him and calls him a "WILD THING!" Max is so mad he shouts back, "I'LL EAT YOU UP!" As a result, his mother sends him to his bedroom without any supper.

Max's imagination transforms his bedroom into an extraordinary setting, with a forest and an ocean and a little boat that Max sails in until he comes to a land full of "wild things." Although they look and sound very fierce, Max is able to tame them with a single glance. They all realize Max is "...the most wild thing of all" and make him their king. Max and the wild things have a fine time creating a rumpus until Max begins to want to be "…where someone loved him best of all." Max's fantasy ends when he smells his dinner. Despite the wild things' protests, Max sails back to his own room where he finds his supper waiting for him."

The floor theme will feature monster name-tags, and murals on the wall depicting the beautiful boat and palm image that made the cover so famous.

As I started preparing for that, I started thinking about what a cute story it is. Not only is it very visual, it has a good ending (that teaches kids a lesson), and has withstood the test of time, being as important to kids today as it was back then. I mean, I just ordered my own personal copy on Amazon.ca, which means it's still being printed to this day.

With all this in mind, I started thinking about what a great movie it would make. I mean, they've adapated other children's books (The Cat In The Hat, The Polar Express) and made them feature length films. What greater exercise for me to challenge myself with in scriptwriting class next year (where we are allowed to do adapations) than to take a 20 or so page childrens book and turn it into a 80-90 page script?

Spike Jonze has destroyed my dream!

As I was browsing around on IMDB (which I do, very often), I came across this.

THAT WAS MY PROJECT! MY IDEA! MY DREAM!

Don't get me wrong - I love(d) Spike Jonze. Being John Malkovich is one of the greatest films I have ever seen. But now, after destroying my hopes and crushing my brilliance...well...it's becoming pretty hard to forgive and forget.

Anyway, it's 2:30 in the morning, and I work at 7:00, so I should probably consider getting some sleep. Goodnight one. Goodnight all.

Except you Spike Jonze. No goodnight for you.

A Bet Contract

I, Kyla S., do hereby recognize that on this 4th day of August, 2006, I entered a verbal (MSN) agreement with Bryan T.

The details of the agreement are as follows:

- If, by the year end of the year 2010, a new installment of Indiana Jones HAS NOT been made (with no set date for release), I, Kyla S., owe Bryan T. a total of ten (10) dollars and zero (0) cents, Canadian funds.

- If, however, Indiana Jones HAS been made by the year end of the year 2010 (or a set date for release), Bryan T. owes Kyla S. a total of ten (10) dollars and zero (0) cents, Canadian funds.

The party who wins is also entitled to five (5) years of bragging rights without the complaint of the opposing party until 2015. After the year end of the year 2015, all bragging is to cease, or face an onslaught of complaints and arguments from the opposing party.

Signed,

Kyla R. Springall
Movie-Fanatic and Future Filmmaker
Friday, August 4, 2006