11/30/2006
11/29/2006
Music
My mom hates punk music. Okay in reality, she dislikes any kind of music that isn't church related. She's even pretty picky about the church music she listens to. So growing up I had to pretty selective about the music I listened to while she was in the house or in the car with me. In High School, I liked punk bands. Possibly because it was the cool thing to do and possibly because it was new. But I couldn't listen to it very often because my mom didn't like it until I found Relient K. And then I justified it by telling my mom they were a "Christian" rock band and they wouldn't have bad music they're "Christians." haha I was so silly. My mom still didn't let us listen to them, but they did become one of my favorite punk bands. And now I laugh, but they do have a new CD coming out and if you want to listen to one of their songs go to this website: http://www.myspace.com/relientk
11/28/2006
Today's Weirdness
My computer talked to me while I tried to set up a new account. It said "We'll win a medal." I was just playing with the headphones and then I reopened internet explorer and it was by my name. So it really said "kami We'll win a medal." Cool.
I've taken a vow of silence for the next two hours to prove a point.
It's snowing and blowing outside and I wore a dress with sandals and I loved it.
My bed has turned into an ice cube and my room a refrigerator and me a frozen burrito.
A real pine Christmas tree sits in a plastic green mixing bowl two feet from me. (We're going to decorate the tree)
And I'm craving bananas.
I've taken a vow of silence for the next two hours to prove a point.
It's snowing and blowing outside and I wore a dress with sandals and I loved it.
My bed has turned into an ice cube and my room a refrigerator and me a frozen burrito.
A real pine Christmas tree sits in a plastic green mixing bowl two feet from me. (We're going to decorate the tree)
And I'm craving bananas.
11/18/2006
Yeah?
Random Girl: Hey, what's your major?
Kami: Sociology
Random Girl: Cool, so can you read my mind right now? (being serious)
Kami: Yeah, of course??
Kami: Sociology
Random Girl: Cool, so can you read my mind right now? (being serious)
Kami: Yeah, of course??
11/14/2006
Reevaluating
Lacey had a panic attack tonight. A full blown out panic attack. She complained about feeling sick all night. The first clue happened as she ate chips and salsa.
Standing in the kitchen Lacey's hands go weak and the bowl of full of salsa falls and stains the bottom of her pant legs. Three times this occurs each time staining a new spot on her jeans. This isn't normal for Lacey; Lacey's extremely fit and coordinated. However, no one thinks anything of this, and she continues her previously planned schedule for the night but with a more serious aura. I feel something is wrong with her, but I don't really think anything more than that. I yell at her to come and answer the door for some pretend missionary boys. On the way down the stairs her legs callapsed and she falls hard on to her knees, and then she slowly turns around and crawls back into her room, shaking the whole way back. She tries to get into her bed, but grasping her bedroom chair she falls onto the floor. Crying and shaking she lays on the floor helpless wondering if this is the end of her life.
I freaked out. I thought she was going to die. Erin called her Dad and he walked her calmly through the panic attack. I guess it runs in her family, but she's never had one before, so it was a new experience for all of us. Immediately, I called David and Devin and they came over and gave her a blessing. She hyperventaled and shook for about 45 minutes. I was so scared.
After this I just reevaluated who I am and what is important in life. I going to do tons of homework tonight, but I ended up staying with Lacey for 3 hours. I love having my brother close enough to come and help out with things like this. I love that he's a worthy Priesthood Holder, who can ask God to perform miracles, at any given moment.
I hope I get the chance to live like I was dieing. Every moment of every day to be watching and helping and giving every piece of me.
Standing in the kitchen Lacey's hands go weak and the bowl of full of salsa falls and stains the bottom of her pant legs. Three times this occurs each time staining a new spot on her jeans. This isn't normal for Lacey; Lacey's extremely fit and coordinated. However, no one thinks anything of this, and she continues her previously planned schedule for the night but with a more serious aura. I feel something is wrong with her, but I don't really think anything more than that. I yell at her to come and answer the door for some pretend missionary boys. On the way down the stairs her legs callapsed and she falls hard on to her knees, and then she slowly turns around and crawls back into her room, shaking the whole way back. She tries to get into her bed, but grasping her bedroom chair she falls onto the floor. Crying and shaking she lays on the floor helpless wondering if this is the end of her life.
I freaked out. I thought she was going to die. Erin called her Dad and he walked her calmly through the panic attack. I guess it runs in her family, but she's never had one before, so it was a new experience for all of us. Immediately, I called David and Devin and they came over and gave her a blessing. She hyperventaled and shook for about 45 minutes. I was so scared.
After this I just reevaluated who I am and what is important in life. I going to do tons of homework tonight, but I ended up staying with Lacey for 3 hours. I love having my brother close enough to come and help out with things like this. I love that he's a worthy Priesthood Holder, who can ask God to perform miracles, at any given moment.
I hope I get the chance to live like I was dieing. Every moment of every day to be watching and helping and giving every piece of me.
11/05/2006
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