Month: April 2005

  • "I'll spread my wings, And I'll learn how to fly. Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye, I gotta take a risk, Take a chance, Make a change, And breakaway . . ."

    So today is my last Friday here for a long time. I just spent it here in the dorms hanging out with my friends. Watched a movie. Played some DotA. Talked. Studied. I really enjoyed it really. It was a nice simple way to spend the day. Bitter-sweet. I am feeling thoughtful . . .

    I really just want to spend my last few days being with my friends, being relaxed and prepared for my finals, and enjoying the last of college life I will have for 2 1/2 years.

    "Out of the darkness and into the sun, But I won't forget the place I come from. I gotta take a risk, Take a chance, Make a change, And breakaway" (Kelly Clarkson).

  • "I worried all the time, why worry anymore? Now I go away. Now I know today" (All American Rejects).

    If you don't remember what Magelbyisms are, revisit this first post. This will be the last Magelby post (considering class is now over). Here is this week's list of these Maglebyisms for your enjoyment and use:

    Words that have never existed before:

    • "Boffo?" "Botho" maybe? (definition: completely unknown)
    • "photo-grow-f" (the way he pronounced this made it a new word)
    • "cocoacolaization" (apparently coca-cola took over the world)
    Words that have never before been used in that way:
    • "Maralyn Monroe died of celebrity" (I didn't know that celebrity was a disease)
    • "in a punning way" (I've never seen the word pun used as verb or even as an adjective)
    Words (or phrases) that could have been replaced with less syllables:
    • "self-deflating, self-deconstructing machine, a machine built to destroy itself, if you will." (self-deconstructing? Gall how many words does it take?)
    • "mechanization" (what exactly does that mean anyway?)
    • "the chairness of the chair" (redundant?)
    Words that have never been put together that way before (funny phrases):
    • "I just thought that you should be aware of my blackness."
    • "male performance anxiety" (referring to a painting of prom night)
    • "so brazen, they walk around like terrorist" (referring to mice)
    • "it looks like Jackson Polock slept here and got sick"
    • "giant earth-movers" (how sophisticated)
    • "It's like saying I'm reaching out to grab your amish soul, right?" (referring to photography)
    • "I'm reaching out to hug you with my monster claw" (referring to a giant steel wall)
    • "a transformer gone awry" (?).
    And that concludes the three post series of Maglebyisms. I hope you enjoyed them!
    P.S. I updated Truth_Is_Reason.
    "'Cause everybody just wants to feel some love from someone, but love can leave you. And everybody just wants to feel freedom, where it comes from, it's from inside you" (Jupiter Sunrise).

  • "Take me away, Take me away. I've got nothing left to say, Just take me away" (Lifehouse)

    Tonight I went and saw a Modern Dance Performance with Keely. There were a lot of cool numbers, but I have to confess as a whole I'm not a huge modern dance fan- I'm not gonna lie. (I'm trying out this new thing where I say it how I feel it instead of just saying what everyone else wants to hear). But I had tons of fun with Keely. I love how excited she gets about everything.

    Anyway, the reason (some of you asked) that I have no more classes for 2 1/2 years is that now that classes are done for the semester I will be putting in papers to serve a 2 year mission for my Church. I am very excited for it, but also scared to death. Unfortunately, though classes are over, finals are not. With that I go to study . . .

    "I'm not scared. I'll never tell you the secrets I'm holding. I know these things must bore you but I can't find another way. I'll never tell you the secrets I'm holding. I love this leash that holds me, when I try to run away" (Foo Fighters)

  • No more classes for 2 and a half years!

  • "Too many years fighting back tears, why can't the past just die? . . . Try to forgive, teach me to live. Give me the strength to try! No more memories, no more silent tears. No more gazing across the wasted years. . ." (Andrew Loyd Weber)

    So Megan and I went and saw the Phantom of the Opera at the dollar theatre. Once again I will resist the urge (because I don't have time) to go off on tangents on all the themes that make it such a wonderful musical. (ex. America's love of the mask) "Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you . . ." Anyway. I love that movie. I remember when I was 6 and was madly in love with Christine and her long dark hair. I had a babysitter named Christy who I also had a crush on. Christy Robbins. lol. She used to let us play with her massive collection of trolls. Now she is married with kids of her own.

    Now I am left waiting for the park bench scene that I have played in my head over and over. I, a grad student in Boston, will be walking through the park when I see her sitting there on a bench. *details omitted* We'll have lunch, do the wooing thing, get married, and live happily ever after. Megan seemed to think that scene wasn't acceptable the way it was, so she tried to change it on the bus. Which was when this strange guy on the bus came over and just randomly intruded on our conversation. It was strange. But I kinda felt sorry for the kid. hmm.

    It's so strange being one week and a day away from the last day here at BYU for 2 and a half years. Everything is ending, and it's too late to get involved in anything new.

    "Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, In this darkness that you know you cannot fight . . . Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be" (Andrew Loyd Weber)

  • "Cause everybody just wants to feel some love from someone, but love can leave you. And everybody just wants to feel freedom, where it comes from, it's from inside you . . ."

    Stolen from Alex.

    Go to images.google.com. Type in your answers to the following questions and post the first postable image result for each (although this may depend on your definition of what is postable.) Place you grew up, place you live now, your grandmother's name, favorite food, favorite drink, favorite song, favorite smell, favorite shoes.
    (Click on the Picture to see a larger version)
    I am from Lincolnshire, Illinois:
    But I am currently residing in Provo: .
    My paternal grandma's name is Constance (she goes by Connie),
    And my maternal grandma's name is Cherrie (please note that these are not pictures of anyone I know, much less am related to-- I did not choose the pictures, they choose me, lol).
    My favorite food is Cheesecake (I think, it's not fair to just pick one) ,
    And my favorite drink by far is orange juice (aka ambrosia, the drink of the gods).
    My favorite song is Iris, by the Goo Goo Dolls,
    Who has a favorite smell? I guess I like the smell of my grandma's popovers (which is basically hot fresh bread and lots of melted butter) (I'm also a fan of gasoline)
    I don't really have favorite shoes either. My favorite color is yellow though.

    "Help me please, Memories, Set me free, 'Then take my lead'" (Jupiter Sunrise).

  • "Kaye, out there in the world I am full of their hate, their crime. In here it's like we can be pure of heart. Out there in the world, I am left for dead don't help me. In here we are both light and pure of heart . . ."

    So I have finally caught up in my xanga entries. (mostly). I still owe you a soapbox on judicial review (and judicial activism) and something that I am currently writing about Religious Pluralism. But until then, check out the following new posts:
    This Day and Age Concert
    Last week's Maglebyisms
    Updated Friday Post (Mark's Last Day)
    the Treasure Island Dance
    My post about Sunday

    Also, I have posted the answers to my Lyric Game-- There were 7 songs that you guys couldn't get. Thanks for playing!

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    I have really enjoyed these past two American Heritage lectures. I love America, and I love Ronald Regan. As far as I am concerned, he is the best President the United States have yet seen. I think he was better than Washington. I think he was better than Jefferson. I dare say that Regan is even better than Lincoln. I love President Regan.

    ". . . It's hard enough to breathe right here, let alone be right here, let alone here you say, 'love.' It's hard enough trying to be strong right now, I try to be wrong right now. I try to be anything that doesn't drive her away" (Jupiter Sunrise, Kaye)

  • Can't help it if I space in a daze. As my eyes tune out the other way, I may switch off and go in a daydream. In this head my thoughts are deep, Sometimes I can't even speak. Would someone be and not pretend I'm off again in my world. . .When you're all alone in the lands of forever, Lay under the milky way. On and on it's getting too late" (Avril Lavigne).

    So I figure yesterday's post wasn't very explicit. Saturday Night I spent watching movies and going to Wal-mart with Josh and Eric. Then around 11ish or something like that Eric, Addison, and Josh decided they wanted to play DotA (Dawn of the Ancients, Warcraft III The Frozen Throne- it's a game that my floor is addicted to. I had never played). They wanted a 2 on 2, so they recruited me. I played with Eric against Josh and Addison. Man. I kicked but. Totally dominated (granted they had let me level up). Long story short, Eddison and Mike joined in, and then Bert. I played DotA until 8:10 am, at which point I showered and went straight to Church. Yeah. So if DotA is a cult (which for all practical purposes it is), then I am officially inducted. Initiated. Addicted. Watch out. Oh the things we do with plentiful computers.

    Then last night (after my 6 hour nap, dinner with Megan, home-teaching, ward prayer, and somewhat controversial floor meeting (silly 2nd floor) I went tunnel singing with Megan (MormonBoy-er, Mark- I looked for you guys and didn't see you). It was way fun! Yay for singing hymns on a Sunday night in the tunnel and talking about plans of world domination. (some day I will have to tell you my plans for world domination. They're pretty thorough.)

    "I'm sick of smiling, and so is my jaw. Can't you see my front is crumbling down? I'm sick of being someone I'm not, please get me out of this slump. I'm sick of clapping, when I know I can do it better for myself. I'm sick of waiting, sick of all these words that will never matter" (New Found Glory).

  • Last night I was inducted into the rhelm of DotA. Oh no.

    p.s. I did not go to bed. I am slap happy.

  • "She likes me for me-- Not because I look like Tyson Beckford, With the charm of Robert Redford Oozing out my ears. But what she sees Are my faults and indecisions, My insecure conditions, And the tears upon the pillow that I shed" (Blessid Union of Souls).

    Wow. The dance tonight was amazing all out crazy fun. The Morris Center was transformed into a Treasure Island, transformed being an understatement. A sunken ship complete with cannons jutted out from the building entrance. Once through the sunken ship you could enter the underwater dance or walk up the beach to the island complete with dense jungle (where there was Karaoke), 3 elaborate fountains (complete with fish), a Tiki bar (nonalcoholic), a buffet (warm chocolate, strawberries, bananas, pineapple, etc), carriage rides (through the seven towers), etc. I'm telling you, decorations went overboard (pun intended).

    I picked Megan up just before 9 and we took some pictures. She was so cute in her white dress with black polka dots. I can't wait for the pictures to get developed just so I can show you all! Awesome stuff! So then we went and explored the treasure island and ate some food and talked around the goldfish named gilbert. Then we danced the night away. I love dancing. It is so much fun. My favorites were the 50's songs and, of course, the slow songs. I love ballroom dancing. I love being at BYU where people actually know how to dance. It's not like High School where couples waddle like drunk penguins on a treadmill. You can't just stay in one place, you have to move around the floor. I think the key is posture. You have to have a posture that lets you move. Being able to dance to the beat of the song helps too (one step for each beat, not one step every 4 beats) And you have to spin the girl. That's what makes dancing fun. We had fun. What can I say, I guess I'm just a charmer. ::brushes shoulders::

    So anyway. We went and watched Karaoke, and then danced some more. Checking the watch hands we saw that it was 10:20, still had an hour at least left, so we went and got a carriage ride with perfect timing. Went around the parking lot (yeah, I know) and back. We started dancing to the slow song that was one, and then the dance ended. We thought this was strange, cause now the watch hands read 10:30, and the dance went till 11:30. That's when we checked the digital part of my watch. It was 11:30 sure enough. Apparently I forgot to change the hands to match the digital time with daylight savings time. Oops! Sadness, we missed the last few songs! Oh well. We ended up talking and smiling until 1 am or something like that. It was crazy, but man that was a fun relaxing night. Definitely what I needed after getting that Art History paper done!

    "Cause everybody just wants to feel some love from someone, but love can leave you. And everybody just wants to feel freedom, where it comes from, it's from inside you" (Jupiter Sunrise).