Our First Apartment

So we've been living here for 2 months now and it's finally almost finished. They fixed the front door so that cold air doesn't seep in and as soon as they fix the heater it will be perfect. Here are some pictures:

our food supply

our dinner table/bar

my closet

our second bedroom

our bathroom sink area

toilet and shower

our bedroom

Luke's closet 

our tv and dresser

the living room...literally that's how big it is...

the First Presidency and the coat closet

our lovely shelves thanks to Luke

our kitchen

our kitchen from a different angle

2 Weeks

In two weeks a whole new chapter of my life begins:

• getting married
• living with a boy
• having my own apartment
• no more cleaning exams
• new temple experiences
• paying for everything

wedding overflow

I started this blog because I needed a way to practice my writing skills, unfortunately I have done this sporadically. Sporadically means I haven't been improving. I will have to just try harder for the last little bit of the summer.

So wedding planning is all that I've heard it is. BUSY, BUSY, busy... I've got a lot to do and I've got to get it done soon...You only get married once...fortunately. :)

anyway let me give a sample of what I have to do:
-find bridesmaid's dresses
-find shoes for the bridesmaids
-find accessories for the bridesmaids
-table decorations
-organizing who does what
-pay for cake
- bouquet and button hole (11 tables maybe...)
...everything else...

Engagement!

I must say I am sorry because I have not updated in a couple of days. Luke and I took engagement photos this past weekend and here they are. These are the unedited ones, so please no staring at our imperfections.

This is our "model shot"

I love this shot, it has a sort of candid feel. I love the way the light hits it too, very artsy. Looks like we did it on purpose.

If his legs were together this would be perfect. 

We are adorable, aren't we?

Never Never Land! 

He can always make me laugh.

I didn't like how we both had the same pose, I couldn't see him when I struck my pose, but we are still cute.

The scandal, you can see part of my shoulder.

I love my ring, it's perfect.

This is just a good picture of us. 

I can't wait for 5 more weeks to go by.

Celebrations

Things I celebrate:

our nations freedom
fireworks
my upcoming marriage
NO MORE PINNACLE!
great friendships
my brother going into the MTC
shopping trips
my 21 birthday
PF Changs
Harry Potter 7.5!
Swimming
a plump juicy strawberry
swiss chocolate

I think I could go on and on...

HARRY POTTER!

I am a huge Potter fan. I have read all the books multiple times, listened to the books with Jim Dale's soothing voice highlighting his daring adventures. I am so excited for July 14th. I am going to dress up as Hermione, I think, and enjoy waiting for a couple of hours outside. I can't believe this is the last movie in the series. It's hard to believe that I won't be waiting for another November or December night to see the midnight premiere. My 2nd midnight showing ever was the 6th Harry Potter and I loved waiting outside the theatre for a couple of hours. I just bought the tickets tonight. 
"I can't wait for July 14th!"

speechless

last Friday I developed a sinus infection and double ear infection...I was sick all weekend. SO not fun. It was the one weekend my sisters were in town. I enjoyed relaxing with my sisters and visiting the houses in the parade of homes. Absolutely gorgeous and intricately designed homes. I loved it as did Chloe and Luke.

Anyway it still has it's mucus encrusted fingers encircled around my nose, ears and throat. So my voice was very weak and stressed all day--up until the point where it was so strained it snapped. After 7.5 hours of non-stop speaking it completely evaporated until I could no longer push out a stream of sound. At least I got paid for my efforts.

Since no one reads this anyway...I am spilling the beans right now.

I'm getting married!

shhhh...

chocolate is ALWAYS the answer

If I had had my camera with me I would have taken a picture, but I saw a sign in a chocolate shop today that read, "If you have a question, the answer is always chocolate." It is so true. Chocolate is immensely soothing, I have no idea what it is about the creamy richness that is chocolate, but it works miracles.





also today at work it was so frustrating I wanted to quit...on the other hand I won a third break...it helped with the de-stressing.

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confusion stirs and wakes within my veins

pouring fire from my soul.

ice cold memories trickle down my spine

tracing chilly fingers down gooseflesh.

stifling my chest and pulling slowly 

on baited breath.

where do these feelings come from?

what do they mean?

fear racing fear? 

New Job

So I started working at Pinnacle Security, two weeks ago...and I just finished training today! Yes! I feel more ready than before at least to handle angry customers and assuage the elderly when they can't work all that crazy new computer stuff. It's been a lot of fun..a lot of stress, but a lot of fun.

Ok, so I've never thought of myself as being overly competitive, but recently I've noticed myself leaning that way.   I am so competitive with Luke, it's sometimes just really frustrating and I have to take a break from whatever we are doing so I don't get upset for no reason other than I can't beat him. The same thing has cropped up at work, where we are supposed to get referrals...I suck at getting referrals. No one wants to give them to me, but Jordan he gets at lease 5 day so far...I must be cursed because I think everyone has received referrals except me. It's frustrating because I want them so badly so I can beat Jordan...who knows why I care so much, but apparently today I do...

we will see what Monday brings...if I ever find out what time I am supposed to show up. :/ fail.

purpose of a blog

So, I have been thinking about this recently. Why are there so many blogs creeping up all over the internet. All of a sudden everyone has a blog. But about what? Were blogs once established to fulfill a certain purpose, such as inform society on certain issues or insightful comments on the happenings in society? Now they seem to have lost purpose because everyone has one. And now people just write whatever they feel like, it has no insight or intelligence, just mindless dribble. Like Olive's fav teacher on Easy A says, "I don't know what it is with your generation and documenting your every thought, but they aren't all gold. 'Roman is having an okay day, and bought a coke zero. Raise the Roof.'" hahaha oh how I love this movie... :)

I am on the journey now, to discover a purpose for my blog so it ceases to be mindless commentary and can be valued for it's insight someday. Golden thoughts.

Active Mind-Set

So, I've been struggling for about two weeks now with this feeling that I can't seem to shake for long. It comes and goes and doesn't really seem to go with anything in particular. I can't seem to find what brings it on. It feels like there is a vice grip on my chest preventing my ability to breathe easily and it goes all the way down to my tummy. It's worse in my stomach it has an acidic unsettled feeling. It felt to me like maybe I've made a mistake or maybe I'm jut extremely nervous. Both of those options are very viable. I just don't know why...I've been praying to have the feeling go away, but it persists in coming back.


Anyway yesterday I was talking with my boyfriend about...I don't know life situations and dealing or coping with issues that can come up. I found myself playing devils advocate or defending people in my life who aren't coping very well with the hand they've been dealt. After listening to him talk for a bit, I realized his thoughts on the subject were exactly how mine used to be...how they still should be. Then in church today I thought, "Well Kiy, let's fix this. Life doesn't have to be how it is now. Where all I do is passively sit by and let life run its course over me, stressing about the little things and fearing everything that is different." I mean come on, who's life is perfect? No one's is. So why do I stress like mine should be, and what if I make the wrong decision? Now I choose to say, "If I make the wrong decision, so be it. As long as I make it with conviction! The Lord will help guide me on my path to exhalation." So starting today, I will actively choose my own path and no longer fret over the little things, but "rejoice, for I know he is my God and will protect and watch over me" (this is a scripture, not word for word or anything..) 


I love the Lord and if I truly believe and have faith in him then I WILL not fear, but conquer all my fears through him. I will be saved by his grace, after all that I can do and I honestly believe that. The Lord has told me multiple times, he has high expectations for me and therefore I will not lower my expectations for myself. I will persevere on and try my hardest and do my very best to succeed and come out on top in every area: mentally, spiritually, emotionally, physically. I need to push myself in ALL those areas for a successful life.


and I will.

Work Friends

So I started a new job at Pinnacle on Monday doing customer service phone work. The training has been decent and it seems like it will be a decent job. The people I work with have been phenomenal too. We just have fun, laughing and joking around as we try and figure the way to all sorts of customer service adventures with both happy and upset costumers. We also get as many dum-dum lollipops as we want, which is an added bonus. I pretty much wish that customer service is as fun as training is. I doubt it though, because I have to spend all my  time talking to customers instead of my new friends. Ali and I spent a lot of time quoting movies and singing the chorus to J-Lo's On the Floor today. It made work fun instead of the monotony it can be.

somewhere only we know

Love This Song!

Something about this song floating in the background of one of my favorite movies of all time: He's Just Not That Into You. Ginnifer Goodwin and oh what's that guy's name from Accepted...anyway the last scene where Ginnifer says, "but I'm not the exception...I'm the rule." and he says: "You are my exception" and then kisses her. Awe...heart-melting. It is just so romantic. It gets me every time. 

                                                                                                  sometimes I listen to this song over and over pretending I'm Ginnifer.                  

only 35 calories :)

neurogasm. 
promotes healthy circulation
enhances the pleasure response
antioxidant support
provides anti-aging benefits

This red rocket shaped bottle hints at the allusion of pleasure caused by the vitamins in this drink. It tastes nasty, but I bet people are drinking this up in hopes that it actually does increase blood circulation. The things that people will spend money on...As Olive from Easy A says:


"Y’know, medical science has
not substantiated claims that any
particular food increases sexual
desire or performance.  It’s so
funny when guys ply women with food
that they think is gonna get them
laid.  I mean, what’s really sexy
about slurping back oysters?  You
know, native people believed that
you gained the strength of the
animal by consuming it.  Some
people grind up rhinoceros horn,
because it’s thought to stiffen the
male sex organ.  It’s all bullshit.
And spanish fly?  It’s pulverized
beetle that people eat!  Although,
it’s illegal for human consumption
in the United States and do you
know why?  Because if you take just
a bit too much, it causes painful
urination, fever and bloody
discharge."

Reading Obsessed

I love reading. I just get lost in the pages, the story, the feel. I become the characters moving and feeling within the storyline. It's just exhilarating. The whole process after the first couple of pages is like an emotional roller coaster. Like I said the first couple of pages can be uninteresting until you get further into the plot-line and this can progress to the first 50-100 pages and I still love all those books. But out of the hundreds of books I've read, I can honestly say that the Hunger Games did not disinterest me at any point. The first few pages were just as pulling as the rest and I can't seem to put it down for a minute. I've already read it before too. It's the writing style, it's the characters, it's the story-line. It's everything wrapped up in one. "I love READING!"

Easter Sunday Thoughts

I know it's weird, but I don't particularly like going to church by myself. I realize that I am not alone. I can sit with any of my friends in the ward and I can sit in reflection without the little whispers going on around me. Maybe it's the walking through campus to the building I have church in all alone passing by cute couples or 2 and 3 roommates walking and laughing together. I'm not sure, but my thoughts usually scream: "yea, I'm all alone and I'm fine with it!" Then I remember they aren't judging, at least hopefully not on Sunday's.

Anyway this is about what happened on Easter Sunday and not Sunday's in general. I had a couple of really moving moments. After church I had a meeting with my Bishop after church and we talked about life and people we knew and through my Bishop the Lord told me what I needed to hear. What I have been waiting for and praying about. The Bishop had no idea the impact of his words, but as I listened I just kept thinking about the promises the Lord was giving me.

After that I found out that I was equated with sin in the Priesthood lesson. It was pretty great. 

first day out of school

Ok, so I know this sounds a little off, especially since I was so stoked yesterday, but the allure of no more school has worn off of me. I now wish that I was starting school in a couple days with everyone. I'm already bored and frustrated with not having enough things to do to keep me completely occupied. I love having class to go to and plays to participate in. I even miss doing hw and studying for tests...haha ok not tests at all. I mean finals are over and when I finished my last one I kept thinking, "what if I don't go back?" I hate finals, they are stressful and I never study enough and I don't do as well as I'd like to...so by the time they come around I can't wait to graduate. But, the day after I finish all I want to do is go back. I love the atmosphere and all of my friends. I get to see my friends, sit next to them in class, chat quietly pretending to listen to the professeur and then look innocent when he stops and looks at you.

I think out of all my classes, I'll miss Transatlantic Literature and French. I loved both the professeurs and the friends, old and new, that I had in them. I am glad that my friends from French are taking 202 at 10 am next Fall for our final class together. Unfortunately maybe one won't and that makes me sad, but I still hope and plan on seeing her throughout the semester anyway. I can hardly wait for next fall, but in the mean time. I hope to be able to get over the post semester blues and enjoy the warm summer once it decides to stop snowing and come. 


This is one of those moments when I silently contemplate my reasons for coming to Provo for college and end with..."well it certainly wasn't the weather!" It was probably for the party atmosphere that permeates this college town. haha...good one. 


I do really like going to school here though, I love my roommates and my friends and I feel like this summer is going to be great!