La De Dah! De De Dum! HAHA!

So I'm sitting in my office, a.k.a. on my bed, drinking coffee, a.k.a an interesting blend of french vanilla and milk chocolate hot chocolate, preparing to write about the worlds mysteries, a.k.a I can't sleep. I have a song stuck in my head, I need to clean my fish tank, I really should do laundry, should probably shave my legs again (no real reason just did like two days ago but it sounded like a good idea), I want to make my bed (which makes no sense since I should be going to bed pretty soon anyways), the way my towel is hanging is bothering me, I left my spoon in the sink and now I need it, the order of my shirts in my closet seems really off and my shorts look funny. Not to mention after all that I'm pretty sure I've officially written the longest sentence of my life! AND five minutes ago none of this was bothering me in the slightest. I guess it's just one of those nights.
I talked with fish for almost an hour and a half today woot!
My oven worked over my cookies for Ky but I already told him I made him some so I can't just hide them.
I feel dizzy..... I haven't moved so pretty sure I can't blame it on spinning in my chair or something.
I don't even have a chair.
I have no desire to either finish my hot chocolate or dump it out so I'll just keep drinking it.
Someone just opened the front door.
Ky hasn't answered me in over an hour and he was supposed to come see me today.
The person that opened the door is walking up the stairs.
Denise is the culprit.
I'm writing all of this as it comes to mind.
I didn't have a plan for writing this blog entry.
Oh my neighbors are still yelling about something or other.
I thought they were getting arrested but alas it was only the tow truck.
That cars' music was incredibly loud.
Au Naturale the modern eatery has really good food, kinda pricey tho.
Denise is already asleep and she's been home for less than ten minutes.... nice to see you too question mark.
The "Draft autosaved at 10:28" and it's only 10:26.
I'm purposely hitting enter after every thought hoping someone finds it annoying. ha!
My fingernails are painted with blue sparkles ( I look like a little girl after a craft party) and my toes are black (like a punk rocker but you can't see them so a secret punk rocker).
I just typed that last line while slowly body rolling my head and neck repeatedly.
I'm pretty much the coolest person I know.
I'm pretty sure I need to go to bed.
Welcome to my head when it's not functioning correctly. :D
Oh and I have yet to be able to create shapes/animals out of the textures on the ceiling which bothers me.
I've almost finished my hot chocolate and I realized I would have to take it back downstairs which sounds awful because I just took my socks off and the tile is really cold.
I bought face cleaner today and I'm excited to use it but I think I'll start using it tomorrow.
I only have 1...2...3 pictures in my room currently and I find that sad.
Ky still hasn't answered me and I really wanted to give him his present today.
I just realized I could change my font!
And they all look the same and I couldn't figure out which one it was so I had to copy and paste this line after the previous font to get the old font back.
I'm kinda mad I couldn't really change my font to cool stuff like selfish (which is a really cool font if you haven't heard of it I really like it but there's no real legitimate reason to use it).
My neighbors are playing their music really loud.
and finally my eyes are starting to droop which means I can go to sleep! yay for me (said like eeyore).
Well I'm going to bed now, Sweet dreams dear reader .....tee hee
Loves!
Keyliegh Ann

My neighbors need therapy!

So, I haven't had the privilege of meeting my neighbors but I'm not sure I want to... sounds rude I know any ways here's why.
After spending two hours scrubbing the two bathrooms in my house (they were bad.... still are bad and mom I need some pointers because I can't get the ring out of the toilet EW!) I think my next project after getting the vacuum(s) to work is the floorboards, I'll need a bowl of cleaner and probably another two hours or more. I vacuumed as much as I could but the vacuum is not working well but it did make the stairs took better. The shower is looking much better but I think the only real solution is to take out the grime encrusted caulk and redo it. I'd also like to take the doors off and be able to really clean the track but I'm not sure about doing that right now. Anyways after all that I was tired and to be honest pretty upset, I don't know how it gets this bad, so I laid down to take a nap and then my neighbor decides to leave but he has to let the whole world know about it. He yells goodbye and then honks repeatedly for a while GAH! I wanted to throw a rock through his windsheild! Then eventually two of them are fighting between the houses, she's huggin on him and he doesn't want anything to do with it he's saying 'get offa me!' and 'I don't wanna see you!'....'I'm gonna kill you!' and she's cooing back (while stroking his head...? WEIRD yeah, they're crazy!) 'baby it's ok' ....'yes you do'..... 'I'm here' and all that jazz and I'm thinking lady, he really doesn't want to see you, get over it and then turning to him and thinking; dude, you don't really wanna kill her but I get it, she really is annoying, I don't want her around either. Finally he gets in his car and leaves and she's still cooing crap.
I was going to say finally! Peace and quiet! but no, he's yelling about something again. Oh well, such is life and to every good thing there is a bad counterpart I'm still happy just antisocial when it comes to the neighbors haha!
Loves!
Keyliegh Ann

I Moved!....&...Write in My Journal....

So, I moved.... haha! To make a long story short I got fired and had to move out of the dorms to save money, it all happened pretty fast so I'm temporarily living with the Hansen Brothers :D they're awesome!
ANYways, "Write in My Journal"
Today I met Dee, I see him every Monday, Wednesday and Friday while waiting for the bus to get to school. He wears a jean hat the reminds me of Gilligan's Island and always carries a jean bag with his lunch. I've talked to him a couple of times but there is something in the first time you shake hands and exchange names that makes it official. Dee is a talented writer and artist and has a great love for his family, especially his two grandsons. We were talking today and we got on the topic of books and we talked about different books, how books used to be bound, how society has changed with technology and fallen away from books and well tons of other stuff on books (the bus didn't show up and the next bus was late so we had quite a while to talk). I also found out that we both have problems with our right kidney and have had them since 1990 (the year I was born and the year his failed). When the bus finally got there I asked Dee if he would write in my journal and he asked what to write, I told him to write whatever he wanted to and this is what he wrote:
To Kylie, my best poem;
your sight goes with me
in my mind
As leaves of incense
intertwined.
-
we are as one together
in the earth;
The guiding fingers
of many
made our birth.
-
I dream a simple pleasure,
you and I, alive.
From this all songs
Derive.

From the Mornsong Round
May 1982

It's backwards but I can't figure out how to fix it... when I do I'll change it haha!

The dawn of a new day

We all had the great opportunity to be part of history last night as Obama was elected President. Following the elections from day one it was pretty clear cut (or it was to me) that Obama would be the next president and I am excited to see the progress in store for our country.
If you didn't get to hear his acceptance speech you should read it. I found it moving, powerful, and full of hope for a better tomorrow.


"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.

I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.

It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.

I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, "We are not enemies, but friends...though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America."

Family Pictures!

So if you've been on facebook you've probably seen some of my family pictures from this year they turned out really good and I love them! I had something else to say but I forgot in the time it took me to remember my password haha!
In case you haven't seen the pictures here are a few:

I'm Changing My Major!

Crazy I know, but before you all freak out I still want to be a Meteorologist I'm just going about it a different way. So this is what's going down; Physics and the Math courses were getting past my limits and I wasn't enjoying my field because of that so once this semester is over I am starting a new course of study in Communications. I will be focusing on journalism and other comm courses that will benefit me the most on my way to becoming a Broadcast Meteorologist (Weather Lady :P) I will also continue taking Meteorology courses to finish my Meteorology Minor which is like 3 classes (including the one I'm currently taking) away from being finished. With the Comm degree I will also be required to take a language so it will make my dream of taking more ASL possible because I have to! Mom and Dad, I know you're worried that this will set me back and that all of the other courses will be a waste but they wont; most of the classes overlap and those that don't directly will be used as electives to finish my Minor.

I will be a little behind since by now I'd be almost half way through my comm classes but I know I can get caught up. I'm seriously thinking about staying in Salt Lake over the summer so that I can get a more settled job that will be easier to transition from summer to fall without training or hassle of working so few hours and I'd like to take a class to continue my major or minor studies.
I'm also thinking about applying to be an orientation leader here at the U. :D It's kinda like what I do now but people don't stay with me, It'd almost be like being and EFY counselor. I'd work June and July with May and August off, I'd get a jump on leadership when it comes to applying for better jobs later and I've had so many people tell me to do it so I want to give it a try.

That's about all I have time for now, I have to go to class, but I thought I'd let you all know about the changes in my crazy life.

oh and my hair is getting so long! I can ringlet all of it now!

Loves to all!
Keyliegh Ann

I live in a wonderful city!

So here's a quick update between classes. I've been keeping really busy with school and with my Host position and I've also come to a severe loss of sleep which I will say contributed to the fact that I am sick. Other than that I'm doing really well and have been going on with life like normal (as normal as life can get when you're me :P). Anyways, I've posted a few new songs so that's fun and I'm currently working on a request from a girl with a friend in the army and a song to sing in church with Drew. Both of which have been put on hold due to the fact that I don't have a voice.
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Oh! so the other day (this other day being Saturday) I went to the Utah vs. Weber game and had a blast! GO UTES! After the game I switched outfits really fast and headed to a Bid party at the Wells Fargo Building. It was so cool! The view from the 23rd floor where we were was amazing! I got to meet a lot of new people and had a great time. Which leads me to my new goal for living in SLC; because there are so many types of people here why not take the time to see into the lives of those around you? I bought a little 'journal' to officially start the 'Write in my Journal' project. So pretty much if I can get someone to talk to me for a bit I'll ask them to write in my journal and take a picture of them to put with their writings. I'm not going to ask them to write anything just to write what ever they want. I think it'll be interesting and an awesome way to hear the stories behind the people around me.

I came up with the idea when I saw a guy I nicknamed 'crazy legs' with a friend last year. He seems to have a hip problem but walks all over campus and I see him all the time. When I saw him for the first time in over a month I was talking to that same friend and was all; 'I wonder what his story is' so this write in my journal idea is a way for me to find out his story and his name.

Loves!
Keyliegh Ann