Crazy Socks & Writer's Block

I finally did it. I've been saying I wanted to chop off my hair for awhile now, and today I did it. And honestly, I'm wondering why I didn't do it sooner. I LOVE my short hair! All of the damaged hair and knots are gone. I can put a hat on and not have a beard of hair. It's sooooo light! I was worried about what Sammy would think. He was very hesitant when I first said I wanted to do this, but when he saw me his eyes lit up and he was so excited. His mom was too! She said I look a lot older and like a new woman. I wanted a cute way to announce I cut my hair, so, I put this picture on Facebook with the caption, he wanted a lock of hair. So I gave him this. Haha I crack myself up.   It was fun getting my hair cut. It was long enough to be rubber banded, and hearing those scissors snipping was exciting. I wondered if I would cry like some women do, but I didn't. Then it was off for shampoo and even more snipping. I really connected with the woman who was cuttin...

This morning, I woke up to a pretty funny text message. Dear Kylee, I would like to show my appreciation towards you and your gift you bestowed upon me at the beginning of junior year. The enlightenment of knowledge through the hunger games was ever inspiring. I have recently ventured back from the premier of Catching Fire and it was AMAZING! Once again thank you for showing me the books and being educated before the movies were out. I am ever in your debt, and may the odds be err in your favor. Love, Cameron. District 13 This made me feel proud and laugh pretty hard. At the beginning of Junior year, we had to read a book every Wednesday and Cameron said something to the affect of, hey you read books, you should pick me one. So I scoured my bookshelves trying to pick the perfect one. I narrowed it down to The Giver, Ender's Game, and the Hunger Games. I was really hoping he'd pick one of the other two, but he picked the Hunger Games and then devoured it. It was awesome to ...

Ok, I'm feeling really thankful right now, and since this is my journal I don't want to forget all these sweet things that have happened.  Sammy really takes care of me. Today as I was freaking about the inch of snow, he kept saying over and over I'll take care of you, I've got this. And he did. We got everywhere safely today and were able to stay warm. He even showed me the seat on the bus where the foot heaters are.  When I was having a really bad day, where I couldn't even walk through the halls and was crying, he stayed calm and patient and then took me out to dinner at a place I'd mentioned I wanted to go. He'd just gotten a bonus at work and instead of spending it on something for himself, he took me out to dinner, even though I know it was hard to deal with me.  He pushes me to go to institute and be spiritual. I wouldn't have the testimony I had a year ago or the pieces I'm regaining today without his support and help.  He always takes care o...

I've really learned a lot about myself this semester from taking Public health. The first is that, I want to be an author. Second, I am a hypochondriac. Big time. Third, people who really like public health REALLY like public health, to the level it's overwhelming. So. How does a hypochondriac make her way through such a class alive? Here's a few tips. 1. You have a headache from not drinking enough, or staring at a screen too long, NOT because you have Ebola. 2. Make plans with your significant other in the case that one of you catches a deadly incurable transmittable disease. I have told Sammy that even if he has ebola, I'm going to snuggle him to the death. 3. Remind yourself that ebola hasn't been in the United States yet. 4. Don't tell everyone your funny ebola stories. Because then you'll just freak yourself out and start feeling sick. 5. Avoid all meat for about two weeks after the lesson on all the ways to get the stomach flu. 6. Get to...

This is my new friend. Her names Viviann but she goes by Brooke. She's almost three and is pretty awesome! When I went over to Sammy's yesterday she said my name as soon as I came in. Apparently everyone had been teaching her my name before I came over. She was shy for about three minutes and then gave me a high five. She showed me her toes and how she can count to ten in Spanish. And then she gave me a big hug. I'd brought a movie over so Sammy and I headed down to go watch it, but she said she wanted to come with. SAmmy's dad kept asking her to sit with him, but she wanted to hang out with me and Sammy. Is it bad this made me secretly happy? Haha! So we played with Brooke for awhile. I taught her about Yoda, played a roller coaster game with her, and then we were just throwing Yoda at the wall. We went and showed Brooke's parents her new knowledge, then said we were going to watch the movie. Brooke still wanted to hang out with us, and her parents said it...

Today, I'm starting at 10,018 words. I'm going to try to crank out 2,000 words like I have the last few days as well. But, I'm already starting to get tired. Skipping around, not going in order anymore. I'm a little discouraged. But, luckily, there's a lot of pep talks on the NaNoWriMo website that are pretty inspiring. Also, this Buzzfeed article made me laugh.   It's so true. I'm in my pajamas typing this.  I've been getting a lot of support though which makes me feel like I can do this. I also love love love this poem about writers block, especially the line about the sunburned brain. Sir Philip Sydney, you rock!  Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show That she (dear She) might take some pleasure of my pain: Pleasure might cause her  read,  reading might make her know, Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain; I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe, Studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain: O...

I think I'm pretty funny sometimes. Like, when my conservative cousin got engaged, and I wrote on her bridal shower page on Facebook "Hey, remember when you made fun of me for working at Victoria's Secret? I bet you wished I still worked there now. ;)" Her fiance who I have never met was the only one who liked the status. I thought it was pretty funny, but knowing everyone else they probably thought it was just inappropriate. Lame. Or the time that my co-worker came back from lunch and smelled like beer. Our student union is in an old brewery, so it is very possible to get some beer during lunch if one wanted. Anyways. I felt the need to tell him he smelt like beer. He was like, no, I just put some hand sanitizer on. And I said, I know what hand sanitizer smells like, and you smell like beer. Either you're lying or you've got a yeast infection. It took him a minute to laugh at that one. Hahaha, this one cracks me up the most. Sammy was in the bathroom and ...

Everyone's wondering how wedding planning is going. And I just say good as per usual. And it has been going good. But it's also been, stressful.  I feel guilty. I feel guilty because I'm getting married. There are so many people out there who want to be, who want to meet that certain someone. And I have that. So I feel bad. I just want people to be happy.  I feel judged. We're not getting married in the temple the first time. We can't at this moment. And people have been saying, well just wait. Go on a mission. Finish school. Do something else. Don't just get married. But, that's not what I want. I've been with this boy three years. I can't do another one just dating him. My bad.  I feel there's a lot of expectations. I feel like, people will be traveling far to come to our wedding or reception and they'll be disappointed. Say why did we even bother coming here? I feel bad when people offer to help. To make things. To throw a p...

I started reading a book in Spanish. It's been hard but fun! I don't think I've really learned any new words yet though. I was reassigned to a different primary class. I'm pretty sad about it because I was just starting to get to know my first class. It's so sad in singing time when they turn around and look at me, confused as why I'm not their teacher anymore. My new class is pretty crazy. I don't know which I prefer, hyper five year olds or hyper six year olds who tell me they are very, very smart. Haha! My dog is so weird. I ate war heads with Sammy's little brother. It was so funny. I was trying so hard not to make the sour face but it didn't work. I had to. But Sammy's bro made the face first and looked like he was pooping. I felt like I was going to throw up. He had cherry and I had lemon, I had the sourest one. I'll do some pretty crazy things for respect ;)  I watched the documentary Blackfish. It was very eye opening. ...

It's NaNoWriMo a.k.a where lots of people try to write a 50,000 word novel in the month of November. And this year, I'm going to do it. I've been saying I'll do it for years, but this year, I can just feel it. Something's different. I'm going to do it. Let's hope I'm this motivated in a week ha! So, now I'm going to have weekly NaNoWriMo updates here on this blog of mine! Join me on my journey! Start a novel yourself! Let's chat about it! Woo! In the spirit of NaNoWriMo, here's something I've been working on, but not my project for NaNoWriMo. I hope you don't think it's ridiculous. I'm playing with the idea of what happens when what you thought was true love at 12 shows back up when you're 22. Yeah! My veins were going to start a protest soon. A full fledged marching around with signs and banners fight for their right to party. Actually just for the right to be able to do their job, and take away that nasty ...