destino

did you know that salvador dali and walt disney teamed up to create an animated short film in 1948?

[watch it in full screen.

it is awesome.]

la la la la la

i had a completely incredible weekend.

i would love to write about it, but my skirt needs a zipper, my head needs some excedrin, and my eyes need some sleep.

two thoughts to tide you over until the blessed weekend update:

1. tonight we have fhe at our bishop's home. i guess the activity is hot-tubbing. weird?

2. it has been a particularly blustery, cloudy day in my neck of the woods. so, obviously, i chose "warmth of the sun" by the beach boys to accompany me home after class. summer, please.

today,

my bishop came up to me after sacrament meeting had ended, took my hand, and said, "the Lord told me during this meeting that i needed to tell you how much He cares about you. He loves you. don't forget that."

i hope i never forget.

i understand that this was for a good cause...

but seriously?

i'm pretty sure i used this picture for your last birthday...

today is my oldest sister's birthday!

kirsten is someone i really admire.

she's brave, courageous, a phenomenal and loving mother to three beautiful kids, super talented in the craft/sewing/freezerpaperstenciling realm, supportive, and has the cutest house.

i remember how much i looked up to her when i was little. i wanted to look like her, act like her, and even have a room knee-deep in clothes like her [one out of three isn't bad].

it's funny how some things don't change.

kirsten, i hope you had a superb birthday! i can't wait to go home and go thrifting [and maybe yardsale-ing] and lunching and singstar-ing and ddr-ing with you! i love you, big sis!

right now...

i'm listening to this song on repeat because...

i'm applying for a nannying/live-in educator job for an lds family that lives just outside of the big apple!

i'm in an empire state of mind.

wish me luck!

oh, the irony.

we have had a surprisingly mild winter this year.

last week was so nice, it felt like spring.

i didn't wear a winter coat at all.

yesterday was especially beautiful.

at night, all i needed was my osso sweatshirt.

i was so happy about this that i almost posted yesterday about how winter is finally over and spring has sprung.

and then today...

today it snowed.

WHEN WILL IT END?!?

our mountain

on saturday, we hiked r mountain

[it's rexburg's version of the y, only tinier].

it was awesome and scary and absolutely beautiful.

for dad

dear dad:

i think you will LOVE this!

love,

kellie

happy friday!

when i found out my [only]class was cancelled today, i felt like dancing like this dude:

seven (7) letters

dear plaid-shirt:

you completely made my day today.

let's talk again.

and soon.

you're funny.

sincerely,

me

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dear mother nature:

i have never seen such gorgeous weather during this time of year in rexburg.

thank you, thank you, thank you for the rain yesterday and the warmth of the sun today.

lovelovelove,

me

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dear anthony from project runway:

can we be best friends?

WBS!

kellie

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dear sewing class:

i'm sorry for having beef with you last week.

please be nice to me as i'm getting ready to attach the collar to the neck of my shirt.

because, honestly, i'm scared.

see you soon!

me

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dear friday:

i'm so excited to see you tomorrow and once again reinstate my usual friday morning tradition of waking up at 8 and watching all my favorite shows on hulu before my 11:30 class.

thank you for coming so quickly!

i love you.

kellie

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dear utah:

i'll see you in five weeks! and i couldn't be happier!

kindest regards,

me

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dear daily yahoo crosswords:

i can't get through the day without you.

thanks for the challenge.

yours,

kellie

a revelation.

image found here

was andrew bird...

influenced by this song?

vladimir horowitz, you're my hero.

mrs. hall, the sixth grade teacher at two rock elementary school, was scary.

everyone dreaded sixth grade because of her infamous Research Project.

said project was biographical and included the following:

-a twelve page paper about the person

-a timeline marking important events in the life of the person [with pictures, if possible]

-a fifteen minute speech AS the person [complete with costume]

-an activity or quiz for the class to participate in that has something to do with your person and why he or she was important

-and a handmade doll mounted on a cardboard background.

we moved to two rock, california when i was eleven.

right before the sixth grade.

when i heard of mrs. hall's reputation and INSANE research project, i was terrified, overwhelmed, and completely unprepared for such a task.

but i realized that with this project, as with most things in life, it was completed little by little and despite my trepidation, i did it! i'm still proud of the work i did in that class and had completely forgotten about that project until today at 12:20pm in my humanities 202 class.

right now, we're learning about the romantic period in music. we've been listening to a lot of puccini and wagner.

today, we listened to rachmaninoff.

my professor told us that rachmaninoff's piano concertos are the most difficult piano pieces to date and that you are a true professional pianist when you can play them.

to demonstrate this, he showed us a video of the subject of my 6th grade project, vladimir horowitz.

i realized while i was watching that i had never seen him play because back in 1998, youtube didn't even exist.

and after watching, i can say that my respect for this man has grown exponentially.

not only did he successfully and beautifully place this piece, HE DID IT FROM MEMORY.

see for yourself:

commercial break!

i have three tests and one presentation this week.

ugh.

i've been killing two birds with one stone by listening to the music i have to know for my humanities class while studying the art works i have to know for tomorrow's exam.

and i cannot stop listening to this song:

so beautiful.

armchair apocrypha

i'm not a huge andrew bird fan,

but this video blows me away.

can it just be spring already?

i long for the day when i can wear...

this

this

this

and this

without getting frostbite.

difficulties: a list

it's very, very difficult at the moment to:

1. have patience.

2. live with a bunch of girls [don't get me wrong... i love my roomies, but i don't love the dirty kitchen/hairy bathroom/drama].

3. get out of bed in the morning when it's FREEZING in the house.

4. go to class when it's FRIGID outside.

5. not fall asleep in my art history class now that the lighting is fixed in the lecture hall [which means that all the lights are turned off except for the ambience lights on each side of the room].

6. remember that i'm halfway done with this semester and soon i will be home enjoying warm weather, family, and delicious food.

7. have the motivation to do homework for my non-art history classes.

8. keep my room clean [although i cleaned it today].

i am most definitely in a slump.

the novelty of being here has worn off.

i find that my biggest form of entertainment lately is reading the scroll and making fun of the headlines [ex. "Apartment unity conquers differences", "Shoppers turn frugal, coupon clip to save", and (my personal favorite) "Fire alarm interrupts rappers". i'm pretty sure that last one was done purposefully as a form of intervention. REXBURG DOES NOT YIELD RAPPERS.] and articles.

only one year left.

i can do it.

right?

kellie and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

today was a little rough.

i went to the advising center to figure out my class plan for my proposed major change and was there for over an hour.

even though i was told that i have a good chance of changing my major [regardless of the fact that the amount of credits i have will be close to The Number when i graduate],

and even though i planned out all of my classes and figured out that i will be done with school next april,

i left the office feeling so angry.

angry at the school,

angry at the stupid policies and hoops i have to jump through to achieve my dream,

and angry because the looks i got from the lady at the advising center when i told her the amount of credits i have right now made me feel really self-conscious.

and then i went to the sewing lab to pick up some stuff and i accidentally walked in on a class and the teacher got mad at me and told me to wait outside until they were done.

and i got even angrier.

i stormed out of the clarke on the verge of tears and started to mentally write this blog post.

it was going to be titled "myth vs. reality"

and it was going to be the rant of the decade.

after that, i went to porters and was treated poorly by one of the employees.

all i wanted was some interfacing.

i didn't want any attitude from her.

after THAT, i went home and prepared the lesson for fhe.

it was on elder bednar's talk "and nothing shall offend them".

after reading it and preparing my lesson, i felt a tiny bit better.

then i went to the kitchen and handwashed all the dishes [even though none of them were mine].

and then my fhe bros came over.

and i gave my lesson.

and right after i finished, i felt completely better and completely stupid for choosing to be offended just because i was throwing a pity party for myself [it's my party and i'll cry if i want to].

and THEN, one of my roommates gave me a bracelet she made after hearing i had had a bad day.

isn't it funny how circumstances can change simply by choice?

anyway, i guess the point of this whole post is to remind myself that i can choose to be angry or i can choose to make the best of the dumpy wonderful situation i'm in right now.

i'm pretty sure...

...clothing construction 1 will be the death of me

because

i cannot hand-sew hems for the life of me.

AOWIJE;OI3EJHFNSIKSNMFOPIWJEOD;IQWJD;!!!!!????!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!!!??

it's that time again...

photo from my october 09 trip to san diego

...the time of the mid-winter blues.

the obvious remedy for this illness is visiting a tropical locale and walking barefoot in the sand with the warmth of the sun hitting every inch of exposed skin

instead of

walking in ankle-deep icy puddles with the bone-chilling wind cutting through every layer of clothing you happened to wear that day.

thank goodness i'm heading to the exotic land of utah tomorrow!