Russian...hahaha

Я люблю Вас. Каждый я хочу поцеловать Вас и обнять Вас. О Рождество - завтра (я пою). И я собираюсь петь целый день. Поскольку это - прекрасный день, чтобы любить каждого. С Рождеством Христовым. Долгосрочной службы Америка. Счастливое Рождество. Конец.

GOODBYE TO...

Lacie and Grandma (Erin)














It's been the best voyage ever...

(All Pictures Taken on "Straight Hair Day")

Treadmills OK Go

oh great

So for my research paper in English 315 I decided to go out on a ledge and write a paper about something I am passionate about and emotionally connected with. And so I wrote about how English is not taught correctly. I had to give a presentation on it in front of the class and it was awful because I was so nervous. I was nervous about what my professor would think about my subject because it totally contridicted his teaching style. So I completely messed up and my powerpoint didn't work so I winged it. I am still so scared, but I shouldn't be because why should I care what my teacher thinks. oh great.

Why English

Have you ever wondered why the Restoration of the Gospel was restored in the English language? Of all languages why English? I feel like English is the most confusing language to learn. So here's some ideas I've had. Perhaps it was because English is a mixing pot language where so many other words influenced its stucture and so it was easier to interprete as correctly as possible into other languages. Another thought I had was perhaps it was the last language for the gospel to be taught in, therefore, it was the first in this dispensation. If it even was a language back then. And that's all I thought. But I still wonder why English? There has to be a reason. And why are we the only nation who uses the wrong metric system to measure things? America, America...gotta love it.

Frog

My frog is dieing once again and I'm said. It's the second one I've killed in one semester. I held him a lot tonight just feeling him live, hoping that touching him would revive him from his deathly state. It's weird how you can feel life within your hands. I mean it's not like he moved or even breath deeply but I could feel his presence. It's a totally different feeling than when they're dead. I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up and he were dead in the morning. It's sad to see things like this end. You never know how much you miss things until they leave. We held a memorial for our frog just in case he died. We all told the frog what we liked most about him. It was cute.

$44 Package to Russia

Contents:
4 Green Christmas Cups
4 Red Santa Straws
2 Ribbons
5 Burnt Christmas CD's
Bag of Fake Snow
Red and Silver Tinsel
Case of Peppermint Sticks
70 Candy Canes
Red Christmas Sweater (haha...i didn't send it cuz I wanted it to come back to USA and why would I send something that has to be packed up and brought back in 2 weeks)

**I'm not confident this is exact, but as accurate as I can remember.

Making a List

Fort Making
Snow Shoeing
Road Trip
Bridge Jumping
Tye Dye
Get a fish/plant
Rock Climbing
R Mountain
Table Rock
Night Skiing
Skinny Dipping
Temple once a month
Poetry Night
Canoeing
Kayaking
Triathalon
Skydiving
Summer Fun @ Kami's cousin
Kates house
Apt. Dinner
Slack lining
Snow Boarding
Wrestle Mania
Make Bread
Make and deliver cookies
Kiss a Boy (Gina only)
Fly Fishing
A night at the Symphony
Dinner with no hands
Sushi Bash
Salsa Sunday
Snow Camping
Turtle/Bird
Eat Shark Tip
Pull-up on Door
Palm Reading
VooDoo Doctor
Run Marathon
Stay up 36 hours
Make a Movie
Make a Kite

Road Trip

I want go on a road trip soon....but I haven't found a purpose in going....so I wonder if it'll happen.

Fun Fact--I'm so interested!

The QWERTY keyboard layout was devised in the 1860s by Christopher Sholes, a newspaper editor who lived in Milwaukee, who was also the creator of the first modern typewriter. Originally, the characters on the typewriters he invented were arranged alphabetically, set on the end of a metal bar which struck the paper when its key was pressed. However, once an operator had learned to type at speed, the bars attached to letters that lay close together on the keyboard became entangled with one another, forcing the typist to manually unstick the typebars, and also frequently blotting the document. Sholes decided that the best way out of the difficulty was to find out which letters were most used in the English language, and then to re-site them on the keyboard as far from each other as possible. This had the effect of reducing the speed, and, by doing so, lessened the chance of clashing type bars. In this way was born the QWERTY keyboard, named after the first six letters on the top line.

Now

Today was amazing. I saw the prophet with my own eyes. I heard the Mormon Tabernacle Choir with my own ears. It was powerful. I have never felt such a strong testimony of the prophet or of the Savior. It's real. This church is real and the prophet is a real person. I saw him. I was in his presence. I heard his testimony for the first time sitting in front of him. And the music felt more powerful than ever. I have no idea why. I love this feeling. It's incredible. I know, I know he is a prophet of God. I knew it before, but not like this. I didn't think it would be so different, but it is. Sometimes during the Christmas devotional I couldn't focus on what the speakers were saying because I was trying to fathom the reality of it all. They're real people, with real personalities and I saw them. I saw them and heard them. It makes me want to share my testimony with everyone.

Was it crazy? Yes
Was it worth it? Yes

I can do anything

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

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 decided I don't like squares

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??

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.

Spooky, Spooky, Halloween

That's Right...Cowgirls...Booyah

Looking In

Look past the outside curtain and behold the land. It's beauty grows in abundance. If you search, you will find it's most prized possesion before the adversary. Now take heart little one, the fight has yet to begin.

It's HERE 10/24

"Objectivity cannot be equated with mental blankness; rather, objectivity resides in recognizing your preferences and then subjecting them to especially harsh scrutiny — and also in a willingness to revise or abandon your theories when the tests fail (as they usually do)." — Stephen Jay Gould