Justin Might Be My Favorite Young Human, Even When He's Falling Down

My cousin is the best. Even when he makes me want to punch myself in the face, ten minutes later he'll say something about how much he loves something nerdy and I want to hug him again.

Sometimes I'll tell him about something--a new meme or a post on tumblr or a funny picture--and he'll walk up to me two weeks later, laughing about whatever I told him. It's pretty much the greatest thing ever.

The latest thing I've informed him of is doge. Doge is a new meme featuring a dog and the things he's thinking. Because dogs think about dog things, the meme uses a lot of "Wow" and "Very _____" and "Much ______" and "So _____". Kind of like this, or even this.

So yesterday, Justin and I were sent around to deliver the neighbor's Christmas gifts. In-between picking up the next round of gifts, a couple of people, one a twenty-something girl and the other an eleven-ish boy, were throwing snowballs at my house. I don't know who it was, but I do know that the girl had impeccable aim and was very pretty. Justin was giggling, almost like we were the ones throwing the snowballs, but that would be ridiculous and uncalled for. In fact, he laughed so hard at the landing of a rather supremely executed throw that he slipped on the snow in the driveway and almost fell backwards with so much force he would've bounced off his butt and cracked his head open on the concrete.

Bent over and trying to regain his balance as well as his breath, I shouted out a sympathetic "Dude, you okay?"

And he looks up at me, wide-eyed and winded, and says:

"Much surprise.

So slip.

Wow."




I'm telling you, this kid's going places.


~Kylie

Kylie Told Me to Blog This so I Am

     

This is a picture of me. Eating an actual vegetable for my lunch one day. (It's celery in case you were curious) I'm in my dark apartment, cause we are too lazy to even turn on the lights. 

I hope you have a good day. 

-Korrin 

 

Warning: This May Start to Sound Like a College Essay

12/5/13
So as most of you should know, I am a college student.  I am also a music type student (my major isn't music related though) and so when I talk about musical things it comes out like an essay cause I have written 50 million of them.  As I go on this little rant about something AWESOME please remember that if I start analzying things, its part of my natural life and I can't help myself.

Now that the disclaimer is over I will start on my tale of amazingness.  (Em you will probably enjoy this more than anyone else I know.)

Today in my music class we had the Fry Street Quartet come and perform for us.  The quartet is in residence at my college and is our towns little pride and joy.  Plus they are some of the most astounding and talented performers I have ever witnessed.  The way they move together and work off of each other is phenomenal.  The music they created today was the most grabbing, emotional, and beautiful music I have ever heard in my life.  I have heard them once before today, but that was in a giant performance hall, this was different.  Now to force my knowledge on you all.

A string quartet is a group of four string instruments (hence the name #duh) and was created to play what is called chamber music. Chamber music is intended to be played in close intimate settings, like in a chamber. (#anotherduh)  So when I heard them play in a performance hall, that wasn't really their setting.  But today they played just for my class of 40 people or so.  In a tinny classroom made for the choir people.  It was so amazing that I can not think of anymore adjectives that describe its beauty.

I have never before in my life experienced something so beautiful.  It was almost literally and out of body experience.  I don't even remember having a body while they were playing. I just remember the performers and the sound.  Maybe I died, went to Heaven, and then came back, because when they were done I remember my back hurting realy bad from the stupid choir chairs that make you have good posture.

It was also super fun to watch the performers faces.  They got this new 11 movement piece two months ago so they aren't comfortable with it yet, and you could tell by their faces.  Also the cellist had a really good mean face. As in when her face was resting, she looked like she wanted to murder someone.

They also really got into the music.  There wasn't a moment when they weren't moving almost out of their chairs, and more than one bow hair was broken.  It was fantastic.

PS: I will write something about finals later, be prepared for sadness.

-Korrin

This Is Why I Can't Serious

I have a natural tendency to find the humor in any given situation, and, occasionally, this causes problems for me.

Like today. Today was very bad.

Today was my last institute class of the semester (Wow. Such sad. Very miss. Much Spirit. Wow.), and, as I am in a New Testament class, we ended on the topic of the Atonement.

I have an extremely strong connection to/testimony of the Atonement, and I already knew I was going to be extremely emotional during this lesson. So when Brother Simpson said "Guess what! We're watching a church video ACTUAL FOOTAGE today!" I knew it would be "worse" than I was anticipating.

And yeah. It kind of was.

I always get a strong confirmation of the truth when I watch these kinds of videos, so I was crying. Like a lot. And I couldn't really stop.

And then comes the scene where the women come to the tomb to find the angels and no body.

This is an extremely spiritual and highly significant part of the story. It is not to be taken lightly. It is not funny. It is amazing and glorious and wonderful.

But when the one angel guy sitting on the stone looked at all the women and told them that Christ had risen, I almost started crying tears of laughter.

Because instead of what was actually said, all I could hear was "Hi, you've reached Christ's tomb. Jesus isn't here at the moment, but if you leave your name and number, He'll get back to you within three days. Thanks!"

And all I could think was "Those angels are like the very first answering machine!"

And I'm pretty sure the dude sitting next to me noticed my change in demeanor and looked at me out  of the corner of his eye like I was crazy, so that was pretty great.





Moral of the story: In case you were wondering if I can serious...

I can't.




~Kylie

Lol Whut

I was trying to get to Sister Emily-Face's Facebook page, and I messed up on her name.

Emikl. I spelled it Emikl.

And it still took me right to her page.

#ThatsCrayCray

~Kylie