Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Ridiculous

On the bright side of the fact that it is 2 a.m. and I can't get to sleep is that I can blog for all of you. Though, I'd rather be asleep, sorry? But with a racing mind that is causing me to be unable to relax is keeping me wiiiiiide awake.

Let me just say, this semester rates a 10 on the ridiculous scale. It's been ridiculously fun. Ridiculously busy. Ridiculously long, yet going by at warp speed. Ridiculously filled with drama. Ridiculously having the most ridiculous things happening in it. Ridiculously many trips to the hospital (not for me, and don't worry, everyone is generally okay haha). Ridiculously stressful. Ridiculously exciting. It's been a...semester that's for sure, one heck of an unforgettable semester.

I could spend this post ranting about some highly annoying things going on in my life right not, buuuut I'm trying to be cool with it. My "new stance on life" to be cool with everything and go with the flow and not let things stress me out and annoy me.----this is a joke haha My sarcastic way of expressing my annoyance. ....Though I am trying a little bit.

In a more festive spirit, it is almost CHRISTMAS!!
So, I shall share with you a touching Post Secret in regards to Christmas now:

Holy makingmewanttocry. Some people rock, that's all.

Now, for one that made me laugh:
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What else? ooh music. Besides listening to Christmas music (this is the ONLY time I ever use Pandora, December for Christmas music. only.)

God Gave Me You-Blake Shelton. Adorable

Skyscraper-Demi Lavato. Mildly obsessed.

Lady Antebellum's We Own the Night album is beautiful, I will never not be obsessed with Lady A. I just do not think that it's possible anymore. Hit after hit just keeps coming from them.

Kelly Clarkson's Stronger album rocks my socks off. It is amazing, which I expected nothing less from Kelly. I freaking love her. The songs are SOO good and amazing and I can't get enough of her voice. I can't stop listening to the album.
(*sidenote*) have you ever wondered how life would be if our sayings and idioms we had in the English language ACTUALLY happened?!? Like ^^"that rocks my socks off" and your socks just instead, shot off your feet. Or "you scared me half to death" ......you like age 40 years? whaaat? "Liar, liar, pants on fire" boom! spontaneous combustion [and I have been thinking about this for a loooong time and definitely thought about this before the new Flo/Progressive commercial came out with pants bursting into fire.] Or "it scared the pants off me" and you just scream and your pants drop. hahaha I don't know, I can't come up with anymore of these sayings right now. But we've been talking about this idea for a couple weeks now among the group.

Anyway. I guess I'm out. I'll turn off my computer again and try to fall asleep. Though I foresee lying here in my bed staring into my dark room and/or the inside of my eyelids for quite a while longer.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Happy Veterans Day

Happy Veterans Day to all the veterans out there!! Especially to my Dad, my brother and my best friend, Aidan. I'm glad they have all made it through their deployments okay. Thank you to all those who have served and will serve with them . Thank you to all my friends parents who are military.
And thank to whoever it was that did this.
This made my day when I read it.



I am so very grateful to all the veterans in our military branches who have served and continue to do so. We owe you so much and I appreciate all the sacrifices you and your families have made over the years. And I am grateful to those who never made it home, their sacrifice will never be forgotten by me.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

I Wish I Had Someone To Talk To


I read this secret on Post Secret a few weeks ago and on my first read I completely understood how this person feels. Too many times I can count I have felt like this; many times in my life I have felt completely alone and cut off from everyone around me. I have had no one I could talk to about some things that have gone on around me or that I was involved in, and it's a terrible thing to have nobody to talk to; to feel so alone. To have no one to comfort you and tell you that everything is going to be okay (even when it's not going to be, sometimes). This was my initial thought process. However, on my second, third and fourth reads I realized how grateful I am for the people in my life that I that I can talk to and for the knowledge I have in my faith that I have loving Heavenly Father that I can always talk to.

I'm grateful for my older sister Shannon who is quite a bit older than I am. The older I get, the less our age difference matters in our lives. It is easier for us to relate to each other and over the past few years we have gone from a typical "older and younger sister" relationship to great friends who talk often. I am grateful for how smart and independent she is, and how she has already gone through many of things I am going through now and has relevant advice. I know I can turn to her for just about anything and when she as turned to me for advice I have found myself with the answers, or at least decent suggestions, because we are so much closer than we used to be when we were younger--or rather a different kind of closeness.


I am grateful for the friends I have. It's been a while since I have had friends who I can lean on for support, and not just me supporting them. And having friends that I feel like I can tell them most anything, because lets be real, sometimes I struggle. Having someone there for you and being there for someone else and knowing that will always be the case....just nothing beats that. There is nothing that can replace the immediate comfort that a friend can give you after spilling, what sometimes feels like your entire soul to them, and them giving you a hug and telling that it is going to be alright one day. To have someone physically there to talk to and get feedback from is so important that everyone needs and deserves to have. In the past few years I have gained these types of friends and I am eternally gratefully for them and their friendship. Two of my friends in particular, Kirstin and Aidan, between the 2 of them, have been my sounding board for just about every problem I've had. A day rarely goes by that I don't talk to both of them. I love them so much and they are the definition of a good a friend.
Most importantly, though too often forgotten by me (which I need to correct), I have God to turn too. I believe in the power of prayer, I believe God hears and answers our prayers (in his own time and way, which sometimes is really hard to accept) and that He is ALWAYS there, no matter what, no matter when, no matter where we are. And He is the ultimate comfort and I have seen His hand in my life and have been comforted or given answers to my prayers, probably more times than I actually realize.

I am grateful for my friends and family and am so grateful to have been brought up in an LDS family, knowing that Heavenly Father is a real person that knows and loves me. And I am so glad I go to school at BYU where I am surrounded by people who know that too. So, I'm glad I have so many people to talk to-my family members, my friends and my Heavenly Father, and I don't know where I would be without all of them.

Friday, November 4, 2011

No Shave November

Whew, I made it! These past 2 weeks were ridiculously busy and crazy, more so than just a regular week. I can actually take a breath now.

So, what should we talk about today? Oh yes, I know. It's now November, which means the cold weather has also brought along with it, "No Shave November." Oh boys, oh BYU boys. While, I am a fan of facial hair scruff on some guys, here at BYU we have our oh so nice honor code with strict dress and grooming standards.

For guys at BYU, facial hair is off limits....except for a mustache......why? Why Honor Code authors did you allows this!?!? WHY? Mustaches are no good, I don't care if trenders (yes, I just made that word up) are saying they're "in." They aren't! I realize the hipsters are all over the mustache, but they are CREPPY/make you look like a pedophile, especially when you can't really grow one. It's okay, don't be ashamed. I know you guys have your "things" that make you a real guy, but no one will know you can't grow one unless you try too. This is not just my musings are rants, this is a large number of us sharing these thoughts. You can't pull off the 'stache, no one really can.....except Tom Selleck. Oh November at BYU, I love the fall and the colors, but the mustaches have got to go. Please.


Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Oh Please Help Me

Guys, I need some ideas for projects that could be "pursued as a student in the Media Arts program (minor)" and my creativity is at an all time low.

Help?

Please.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Moral Obligations

I just thought I'd catch y'all up on some my favorite or most affecting Post Secret secret's from the past couple months.

Let us start with some lighthearted and humorous ones (and actually end on that note too).


Okay, lets be real-who else does this? I don't feel "morally" obligated too, it just coincides with my sense of order.



A) Polar Bears are my favorite. B) hahaha this makes me laugh


I mean, I'm sure their silverware collection would rock my socks....soooo cool deal. / this reminds me of a certain celebrity (Taylor Swift) who, as I read in People Magazine once (or one of those, I can't remember) buys her silverware and plates one piece at a time from all over the place so that they she has an "eclectic" collection.


Harry Potter. I love the series, the characters, the stories and magic and always will. My childhood cannot be talked of without this being a huge part of it. I will refer to my previous blog post "I Solemnly Swear I am Up to No Good"
(http://kell-dreambig.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-solemnly-swear-i-am-up-to-no-good.html)

awwww precious. Old people together make me happy; old people by themselves makes me sad.


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Pardon My Absence

Sorry, my blog has been out of commission for several months for various reasons that we won’t delve in to. All you really need to know is that I’m back at BYU and I recently got accepted into the journalism program. (*huge sigh of relief*). I’m busy with a million things for school, as usual, always something I should be doing.









I have a great group of friends, and football season and soccer season at BYU are going well--I don’t have my voice more often than I do and I’m really surprised none of us have fallen off the bleachers for how much we jump up and down on them. They are fairly skinny after all, and slippery when wet.










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My friends and I talked about this recently (well, not so recently it seems, but my blog has been unavailable to me to add things), anyway.


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I think a lot of the time we misunderstand the emotion of jealousy--or maybe we’re looking for a different word to describe what we are feeling. I don’t think just because we are jealous of someone, means we want what they have.


Case in point: exes. No matter how long after the relationship, and no matter how it ended--by you, by them, mutually, awful or on good terms, if you’re still friends or not, whether you’re in a new relationship or not--when your ex is with someone new, we all feel a little twinge of jealousy; I think of what you once had, not because you want them back, but because you want their new boyfriend or girlfriend to appreciate and love what you did about them. And I don’t really think that is a bad thing either.


That’s all really. Food for thought.




Lastly, Post Secret I know, I haven't talked about it FOReverrrrrr. But I do have a few I want to put up. Lets just go with one right now.....or two.


I TOTALLY (sorta) do this. I tell them it's about 45 mintues earlier than it is. This ENSURES that I get to the airport on time, and I like to be there early so I can walk around and sit in my terminal with my suitcase, iPod, computer and Starbucks and people watch. I. freaking. love. it. It is what it is.





Ohhhhhhhh my goodness. Wouldn't that be wonderful? There is always something, some crisis, some drama, some errand, some paper, some reading. I just want to be able to do nothing and not worry.


Saturday, July 23, 2011

I Solemnly Swear I am Up to No Good

Harry Potter. Ron Weasley. Hermione Granger. Plus, a few more along the way made up a (generally misfit) band of friends and family.


I started reading the Harry Potter novels when I myself was about 11 years old. I think I was in 4th grade, so I was 9. One of my best friends told me I simply HAD to read this book, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. I did. And thus begin my journey through the Wizarding World with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Three "fictional" characters who were much more than words on a page for me. As Harry grew up and learned more and more about the Magical World he where he belonged, I grew up and learned all about the world J.K. Rowling created. The emotion, the world, the story, the friendships, the love, the hatred, the battle between good and evil. The Harry Potter series is an epic story that is real to millions all over the world. Nothing can top it.






I spent many nights reading late into the night and to the early hours of the morning because I HAD to know what was going to happen. I would tell myself, just one more chapter, just one more page, one more paragraph and the next thing I knew I would either have finished the last page or find myself waking up because I literally read myself to sleep. The Harry Potter series are some of my favorite books. I have read and reread all 7 so many times, I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve read each one.
I own all of them, they’ve sat on my bookshelf and I’ve added each one over the years for the last decade. I almost have all of the DVD movies. In fact, I actually got the first Harry Potter movie for my birthday one year, on VHS. [we later upgraded it a DVD when we got a DVD player].


I learned a lot of things from the characters I've grown to love over the years-too many to mention them all. These characters that J.K. Rowling created will stand the test of time because they have a story, we know their beginnings, their triumphs and failures, how they grew up and how they got to their ends. And we can see parts of ourselves in every character. Who hasn't felt alone and that don’t belong like Harry has-or has have to step up and be a leader like Harry did? Who hasn't felt overshadowed by siblings and friends like Ron sometimes felt? Who hasn't felt like an outcast like Lupin or Sirius did? Who doesn’t have quirks and oddities just like Luna?

Harry taught me that no matter how dire the situation, no matter how beaten you seem to be to always keep fighting.

Ron taught me that we won't be perfect, but we can always come back from where end up. He was as loyal as they come.Hermione taught me that knowledge is priceless and to place unwavering trust and belief in the right friends. Her willingness to sacrifice everything is truly inspiring.








Hagrid and Luna taught us it’s okay to be different. And Neville taught us there is always more to someone than meets the eye.


Dobby, sweet eccentric Dobby-it’s hard for me to read the pages where he dies and is buried because it’s kind of hard to read through tears. The same goes for Sirius’s, Hedwig’s, and Fred’s deaths.



Snape, truly the bravest and most complex character taught that true remorse is the only way to truly change our hearts.


Most importantly J.K. Rowling taught that the strongest magic is love. No one can deny that love does exists and so, logically (as Hermione would say) who can deny that magic exists.

...also, if you put part of your soul in a gigantic snake, be prepared for someone to cut it's head off.




Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger have been with me longer than any school I attended, longer than any of the many houses I've called home, longer in fact-than any friend I've ever had. It may be a while, maybe even years before I read the books for the nth time, but I will revisit my childhood. I won’t kid my self and think I’ll read them without gaining anything, because I have yet to read one, no matter how many times I have, and not learn something new. Even Draco, in the end, realized maybe he should side with the scarred kid who saved his life several times than put his faith in a man who killed and terrorized.


I am truly in awe the world J.K. Rowling created and characters she brought to life with paper, ink and imagination. It’s an everlasting world and that stretches past the scopes of the books and characters.

When they were brought to life on the Silver Screen by Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson and company were exactly what these characters called for. The entire world watch them grow up on the screen and their talent is phenomenal for the roles. No one else could have ever played them.


So after over a decade, Harry Potter finally comes to an end and we say goodbye.


I miss Harry, Ron and Hermione already. [Remember when she hit Malfoy, bahaha]




Before you ask. My favorite characters? Hermione, Dobby, Luna, Minerva McGonagall, and Severus Snape. Dragons, wands, flying brooms, spells, elves, unicorns, quidditch and everything else created in Rolwing's Wizard World she showed us--who doesn't wish it was real.


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