Sunday, December 11, 2011

The Calm Before the Storm

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Today is December 11th. In 10 days, on the 21st, a storm is going to hit. And it's gonna be big. The only break I might get is when I'm gonna be in Portland for Christmas. As it would happen, I know two guys on their missions there, and I might get to visit one of them. That would be awesome. After I get home, I'll run around frantically for 2 weeks, and then I'll be in college.

I guess what I'm trying to say here is that a lot of big things are about to happen, all at once, and my life is gonna be pretty hectic. Metaphorically speaking, if I were a snake, it's like I'm shedding my skin and starting a new life. Because... I always imagined that the day I started college my new life would begin. And it's so true. I feel WAY different now...but I'm still a goofy 17 year old.

Anyways, if you notice me starting to go seriously insane, because there is a good chance of that...just...pat me on the back and feed me ice cream. with peaches. and give me a hug. Because, I think I'm gonna be needing it soon.

Love,
Kay-ra (asian accent.)

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Santa Clause, Skateboards, December 3rd, Hamlet, Hot Chocolate, Tour Angst and Maj Struggs.

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I think I've hit that point where I'm officially addicted to blogging. Everytime I'm bored, I come here...just because. Then I think "Why are there no new posts?! HUH?! WHAT GIVES PEOPLE?! How dare you have lives!!" And then I'm all "new post!" So I start writing.

I haven't written anything in 3 days, and I felt like it had been eternity. But you know what, I'd rather be addicted to this than Facebook. But once I get my laptop...you can just expect a lot more dumb posts on here.

So this is just another jolly old update on life.

In English...where to begin? Jim is so great. And I'm really sad that he shaved his beard, because I was hoping he would dress up as Santa the day before Christmas break or something. I finally learned to appreciate Hamlet, and Tuesday night I spent a sizeable chunk of time fantasizing/analyzing what it would be like if Hamlet was my boyfriend. Um...I don't want you to read too much into that. And I feel like I say that to people a lot. But really, I was just like, "If Hamlet was my boyfriend, I would feel sorry for him because his dad died. I guess I would want to be there for him. But he is a total sexist, and he hates all women and cracks dirty jokes. So I would have dumped him ages before he killed my dad. And if he did kill my dad, I would get my revenge on him! Not go jumping in a river!" and then...yeah. Just...yeah. Suffice to say that Hamlet can be useful in some situations.
Jim is also having us answer letters to Santa. Here is the letter I got.
"Dear Santa. This year I have been really good at school. I will try hard to learn. I would like a skateboard please. From, Wyatt. P.S. How does a skateboard work?" (Times that by infinite amounts of cute, cuz the handwriting is all....little kid like....I told Tosha that I wanted a farm of little kids to write me Santa letters, suffice to say...yeah.) My reply was not as creative as I would have liked, because I had to keep in mind that I was writing to 6 year olds who don't know what the word "pulchritudinous" means.

Next, Journalism. I had to go around and get a bunch of free samples of hot chocolate so I could write my article. It really sucked. But, I discovered that The Cocoa Bean has the world's best hot chocolate and I wanted to cry when I tasted it because it was so good. And if anyone ever wants to go get hot chocolate with me, ever...I love getting hot chocolate. So hit me up. Unrelated, but I was sitting in seminary today when I realized that there isn't bacon in heaven. I almost started crying there too. Anyways, hot chocolate is good and it's what makes winter almost worth it. I just wish it would snow!

Tour Angst. So I'm going on tour, and I'm just really stressed. Just kidding. Actually, the truth is, Coldplay came out with a new album in October, called Mylo Xyloto. And I bought it and I love it. But I was SO excited for their new album because that meant a new tour! And I foolishly didn't go to their Viva la Vida show when they came to Utah so pretty much....this is it. And I've seriously been checking their website every day to see if they've posted their North American tour dates. And when I saw their tweet today to check out the North American tour dates, I pretty much freaked out and went to their website...and guess which state is not listed on the North American tour........................................................................

sigh. That sound you just heard was the crushed hopes of a poor girl who has been dreaming of going to a Coldplay concert for the past 3 years. :(

Anyways, on to maj struggs. So, I bought my first textbook a few days ago. And I was soooooo excited. And then they sent me the instructor's copy and I was like....um....thanks? So I sent it back, and the people were really, really rude to me, and I was like, thank you so much for making me feel wonderful about college. So then I ended up finding a cheaper copy, and it got shipped to me in a DAY because the person I bought it from lives in Provo! Of all the students selling their books on Amazon, the cheapest one just happened to live right by me. So, that made me feel better about college. But then I bought my second textbook today and I was just like, yep, textbooks are really expensive, which totally stinks.

Last thing: I'm sure you all are wondering about December 3rd. Actually, I'm sure none of you have any idea what I'm talking about. So I'll make this short. I got to hang out with Dani, which was awesome. We put together 3 plates of cookies, delivered 2 of them, and ate the other one. On the first delivery, it was a doorbell ditch, and I pulled some muscle in my leg which brought back all the knee pains I had last year, times ten...so that stunk. The second delivery was...very December 3rd-y.

Anyways, that's my life.

I hope you all are doing great!

Love, Kaela

Monday, December 5, 2011

Rusty the Narcoleptic Domino

So Mrs. King showed us this video last year...and then I remembered it today while I was doing my psych homework...and I thought you all might enjoy it. I present to you, Rusty the Narcoleptic Domino.


If you want to watch it on repeat...don't feel bad. I did.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

How Mormon is Mitt? (A Very Political Post)

As many of you may be shocked to know, I have political views. I never really speak about them, because then people get the idea that my political views are real, and then they try to talk politics with me, and let's just say that you can't get very far in a political conversation when my political views consist of not much more than "Mitt Romney has a great smile." Also, he's LDS. I know, my political views would win in any sort of political arguement. So I'm not too worried. That's the great thing about America.

Anyways, I mentioned that Mitt Romney is Mormon. I'm sure a lot of people probably hate me by now, for having that as my second biggest reason as to why I think Romney would make a great Pres. But seriously, I think having a Mormon as president could be pretty sweet.

But, whether or not you agree with my political views, my dad sent me this. Maybe you've seen something like it before, but I hope you can all laugh at least a little bit at this (even if you do hate me for my political views.)

Mitt is so Mormon…

his campaign bus is a pioneer handcart.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d call 19-year-old boys to serve as US ambassadors.

Mitt is so Mormon…

his Israel policy will be centered on Jackson County, Missouri.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll make the income tax a flat 10% and collect fast offerings to fund Medicaid.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll ask the Senate to “sustain” his
appointees by manifesting with an uplifted hand.

Mitt is so Mormon…
he doesn’t do regular Pilates, he does golden Pilates.

Mitt is so Mormon…

that his campaign “oppo” team has done all the other candidates’ genealogy.

Mitt is so Mormon…
he’s organizing his precinct walkers in pairs to knock on doors with a very special message.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d make the Book of Mormon required reading at the Bureau of Indian Affairs.

Mitt is so Mormon…

that if elected, the “First Lady” will be known as the “First Wife.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll choke up during his Inaugural Address and then say, “I told myself I wasn’t going to cry.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

he will commission a presidential motorcade entirely of 10-passenger family vans.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he will actually hang the Constitution up by a thread, just so he can save it.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’s concerned about joining the Tea Party because of Doctrine & Covenants 89.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll start the State of the Union with the words: “I wasn’t going to come up here, but the Spirit just carried me off of the bench.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

his campaign biography begins, “I, Willard, having been born of goodly parents.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll ask members of Congress to go home and pray about his economic plan.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d ask the Elders Quorum to help move him into the White House.

Mitt is so Mormon…

his first act will be to make July 24th a National Holiday.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he asks donors to stack chairs after fundraising dinners.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll award Ty Detmer, Steve Young, and Jimmer Fredette the Congressional Medal of Honor.

Mitt is so Mormon…

his campaign slogan is “What do you know about Mitt Romney? Would you like to know more?"
Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll reroute the Freedom Trail through Palmyra, New York; Nauvoo, Illinois; and Winter Quarters, Iowa.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll rename the “Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms” the “Word of Wisdom Squad”.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d do an ad for mormon.org stating "I'm a husband, father, and leader of the free world. And I'm a Mormon."
Mitt is so Mormon…

he isn’t as concerned about getting American youth jobs as he is about getting them married.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he tried to convince CNN to let him bring a visual aid to the debate so he could turn it into an object lesson.

Mitt is so Mormon…

that he refers to Congress as "The Great and Spacious Building".

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll end every address with “hope you’ll all get home safely, without any harm or accident."

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll assign a friend to every new member of Congress.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’s already picked out a room in the White House for his year's supply of wheat and beans, and he'll require the White House Chef to rotate the Food Storage.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he doesn’t campaign. He "fellowships.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’s having two basketball hoops installed at the Inaugural Ball so there's a place to hang decorations.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll change the name of “Cabinet Meeting" to "Correlation Meeting".

Mitt is so Mormon…

if he gets elected all of the White House 9x13 pans would have a piece of masking tape on them with the name "Romney" written in Sharpie.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he has four cats named 1st Nephi, 2nd Nephi, 3rd Nephi, and 4thNephi (4th Nephi is the smallest).

Mitt is so Mormon…

late last night he snuck out to put 5000 plastic forks in the lawn of Jon Huntsman. And after that, he heart attacked Rick Perry.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’s going to rename the 101st Airborne as “The Stripling Warriors.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll rename FEMA the Federal Relief Society.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll start his acceptance speech with “I never said it would be easy, I only said it would be worth it.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

the Marine Band will play “Praise to the Man” when he enters a room.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll appoint Lavell Edwards as Secretary of Defense.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he won’t allow advisors wearing non-white dress shirts to participate in cabinet meetings.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’ll rename the weekly presidential address “Politics and the Spoken Word.”

Mitt is so Mormon…

his cabinet would consist entirely of unqualified, yet enthusiastic, volunteers.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d convene a Munch-N-Mingle after cabinet meetings, with refreshments blessed “to nourish and strengthen our bodies”.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d hang a copy of the Proclamation on the Family and a picture of the Washington, D.C. LDS temple in the White House.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he has volunteers combing through old GOP voter rolls for less actives he can reactivate.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he’d put everyone in his stake on the Inauguration invite list. Just because.

Mitt is so Mormon…

he will add the phrases “every fiber of my being” and “beyond a shadow of a doubt” to the presidential oath of office.

Mitt is so Mormon…

the Inaugural Dinner will be Ham, Funeral Potatoes, green Jell-o, and red Kool-aid.

Friday, December 2, 2011

If I could be any animal...

....I would be this sheep. This guy is packin 60 pounds of wool. If I was this sheep, I would never get cold. Ever.


Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Thursday, December 1, 2011

It's so windy outside.

It's so windy outside. Do you know what it's like, being in a little office in a seemingly unstable building, listening to the wind howling. And making your building sound all creaky? And it's dark outside? And all you can see are a couple street lights? But what if a serial killer just...looked inside that window right there? That window doesn't look very unbreakable. Weapons in this room: sharp thing on the tape dispenser. Trash bag. Pen. Calculator. Paper crane. Oh gosh the wind is howling again.          Rubber band. Strange light that just flashed. Mercy, are there ghosts in here? The ghost of my father oohh my phone just vibrated is going to appear and tell me to write my hamlet on essay. wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooincestuoussheetswoooooooooooooavengemewoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Music Videos of Note

Oh world I'm so freaking tired. I should be asleep now. But alas, I'm in my mother's office at school. I'm supposed to be writing a paper about Hamlet, but I'm too tired to think. So I'm watching music videos. And here are a few of note.

Justin Bieber and Mariah Carey - All I Want For Christmas Is You

Don't watch this. Seriously, just don't watch it. All it made me want to do was cry, and then write a spiteful rhetorical analysis about Justin Bieber. Which I will do. Because I am feeling spiteful, and the truth needs to be known.

We The Kings - Say You Like Me

Watch this. It's way clever, and super cute. Plus the song is great.

Okay so those are the only two I watched. Mainly, I wanted to say that I watched an awesome music video, and one that made me want to mash my fists into...soft, plush walls.

Oh wait. There's more.

As I continued watching music videos, I stumbled upon Santa Clause Is Coming To Town - Justin Bieber


The animated Justin Bieber using his same dance moves confused me. The penguin on the drum set made me want a drum set that comes with a drum set playing penguin. But I have come to the decision, halfway through the video, that this is something I would dream up if I was stoned out of my mind. I could tell that there was a plot to this music video, but I don't know what it is. Is he friends with Kris the elf? Or trying to deceive him? I understand this music video about as much as I understand Hamlet. That is, I really don't know if I understand  it or not. I still have to write an essay about it. Not the music video.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS IS SUPPOSED TO MEAN!!!!!!!! I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS MUSIC VIDEO BECAUSE I'M TOO TIRED TO ANALYSE ANYTHING!!!!!!

I don't know what I'm feeling right now. Anger? Angst? It's like, I love Justin Bieber, but he's let me down in his past 4 music videos I watched! (him and Boys II Men just....dance around on some dimly lit fancy stairs for the entire song singing about nonsense) This is what happens. Justin Bieber. I am madly in love with you, but you are letting me down!!! But, it's December 3rd week. Let downs are a common theme of December 3rd week, not unlike how a common theme of Hamlet is vengeance. So I guess it's just to be expected.


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this girl.