I've got a feeling...

Have you heard that new black eyed peas song? Well on our way to New Mexico, at about 4 AM, it came on the radio and it was perfect (a total infinite song for those of you who know Perks). Well last night we (DJ and I) went to see Molly during her break, but her boss let her go early! Well as I was driving home from the mall to get my costume on, the song came on again! It was perfect...you know, since it was Halloween and we had lots of plans and it was going to be "a good good night".

So my costume: Elliot from ET, the night that he discovers ET hiding in the shed. So nobody got it, big deal! I got to dance all night in nothing but long johns. I had a big red puffy coat and a bag of Reese's Pieces. The DJ at the dance was pretty lame. He kept pausing in between songs to do like trivia games and talking about Steve Young or something lame. And he played the YMCA twice (one was the techno dance version). And he played cotton eye joe. Pretty much every song that keeps people from actually dancing with each other. That didn't stop Jes and me. That was the first time I ever freak danced to "boot scoot and boogie" though. I recommend it.

Here's our group in costume: Me--Elliot; Jes--French; Caitlyn--Jew; Sarah--Angel; Ryan--monster; DJ and Mols--Army couple

Shotgun Wedding!!!

As soon as the Chicken dance came on, we grabbed our things and got out. We went back to DJ's to watch a movie. I put molly's pregnant belly from her costume on under my long johns (it was just a stuffed frog) and it made me look like one of those kids from Africa, or maybe just Adra. My skinny legs contrasted by this protruding stomach. Then DJ held me and pretended to be a celebrity asking people to donate a penny a day...

But really, for the price of a cup of coffee a month, you could help me have a full meal each day and go to school. Please call.

People have told me that my childhood was incomplete without "the Goonies". So we watched it. And let's face it: a) I'm pretty sure 12 year old Sean Astin wrote the whole thing b) Sloth (wth?) and c) "There will be NO signing! Not Today! Not EVER!" (the dad). I was uncomfortable the whole hour and a half.

All in all, Halloween was great. But I started singing Christmas songs last Wednesday.

Highlight of the evening: Sarah's unfortunately placed hand.

Prendre L'air

This week has been crazy. 4 midterms. 1, 6pg research paper. much needed social life time. and the cherry to top it all off: a leaky faucet has caused the utter destruction of my apartment. My sink is in the hallway. My toilet, it's in the bath tub. The dishwasher is in the living room. Floor boards? They're no longer with us. It's been like this for 3 days now. Where's the klonopin?

On a lighter note, I went to the temple today. I participated some sealings to get prepped for Molly and DJ--"The Wedding". It was really nice. Then Molly and I watched Grey's Anatomy together. Can I just say that this is their best season yet? Cause it is. I have no respect for anyone who doesn't like that show. I even got the TV nazi (Jes) to watch an episode and she liked it. BOOYA!

Good news (for me)! My application is in. That's right. In approximately 11 months I will most likely be boarding a plane headed to France for an English teaching internship. Every time that thought arises I get weak in the knees and need fresh air (that's what "prendre l'air" means). Don't hate me. I love America. I'm just not in love with it. I don't know for sure if I'm accepted, it will take a while. But let's face it, I'm kick-a. How could I not get accepted, right? Just kidding. But this is a dream come true. So keep me in your prayers por favor. I mean, I'm as excited about this as I was about my mission. Is that bad?

Here's the beautiful Carla Bruni, singing that beautiful song about which I blogged last time. I think you all need to hear it. Disregard the weird half naked man with a candle. Focus on the beauty of the song.

Quelqu'un m'a dit...

“Quelqu’un m’a dit” (“Someone told me”) is a French song by Carla Bruni, the wife of President Sarkozy. She used to be an Italian supermodel. But now she’s just the first lady of France and a very successful singer/songwriter. No big deal. It was first introduced to me in the film “500 days of Summer”. I have since bought a CD of Carla Bruni and fallen in love. Naturally.

Someone may have told you that I’m moving to France. I’m here to discuss this rumor. It is hopefully true. I’ve found an internship which would permit me to live in a boarding school in a city of my choice in France, teaching English. I will be paid 950 Euros a month, which after taxes yields 750 Euros. I’m still looking into some areas, but I feel really good about this. I had the opportunity to meet up with a friend of mine from France, Marie-Laure, while she was visiting her BF in Moab.

This is she with a friend of mine, Sam, who was Brian Owen’s companion for a while.

Someone told Jes that she had tickets for the Sunday morning session of Gen Con ’09 (take 2!). We left at 8am. The tickets were retrieved at 8:45am. We realized that they were for the Sunday afternoon session at 9:15am. Despite this humorous setback, the afternoon session was formidable. It sprinkled a little bit, but we looked great. And that’s what matters most.

Someone told Molly how to click her heels. She succeeded at balloon camp.

Someone told Albuquerque that only one balloonist was coming for the fiesta.

Someone told me that New Mexico was pretty much the same as the old one. I haven’t been to Mexico, but I have been to the new one. In one word, my experience was perfect. DJ’s friends are some of the nicest, most accepting, loving, genuine people I’ve ever met. Balloon Camp was beautiful and must be seen to really comprehend. I will post some vids and pics (yes, I did just abbreviate those words), but trust me. You won’t get the full effect.

I’ll tell you something, I’m tired of writing, so I’m just gonna throw some pics up. After all, that’s what you really came to see.

Molly and I are ready to get the party started.

DJ, Mason, and I were knighted by the Energizer Balloon people.

Jes was too.

We did Yoga with some giant bumble bee's.

The balloons lit up at night time.

The morning after we got up at 4am. It was freezing.

Boobies!

DJ's friends...some of them. Look at all the balloons!

That night, G-ma got the engagement party started with Mason's new blow-dart gun. We shot balloons and cosmetology school doll heads. She was the best by far.

The way home we saw an Indian village. Okay it was a casino. But it had a tee-pee. I don't know how to spell that.

I took that picture. So I'm alone in this one.

Check out the cool lighting provided by the balloons.

And last but not least, after the proposal, Molly sang to DJ the song that his mom sang to him and his siblings growing up. I think it's John Denver, but I could've made that up.

On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous

Il ne nous donne rien, il nous offre tout

Il parais que le bonheur est a portee de main

Mais on tend la main et on se retrouve fou.

Of course it's cool, It's awesome as...

Well, the long awaited return of Kirby's blog posts has arrived. So get off my back! I've been at school for a month already, and it has gone by so fast. School is going well, I have a ton of reading to do. But I'm keeping up. I somehow lucked out and only have one class on Fridays, which means I can ignore the guilt I may have felt for spending my Thursday nights watching 3 hours of television. I see Molly on occasion (more than I let on, I just like to make her feel guilty).

Here's how good of a little sister I have: Saturday night, she wanted to have "brother/sister time" with me. We were gonna go have dinner and dessert and go shopping since DJ had meetings to go to. So I met her at her apartment at about 8:30 PM and then Jes called to see if we could come over briefly so that she and her friend could rehearse something for their class. It was only gonna take a few minutes, so we went. I open the door to Jes's and the first thing I see is Brian Owen's face...Then I noticed all of my friends, dressed up like they're French, with streamers and party hats and a table of French cheeses! My very first surprise birthday party, and I had ABSOLUTELY no idea. They gave me one night in France for my birthday and it was amazing. Here are some pictures...don't worry, the cigarettes are fake. And if they were real, we didn't smoke them.

We played pin the tail on the donkey:

which quickly escalated to pin the tail on Jes:

We made toasts and drank champagne:

I got new toe spacers:

And Molly and DJ were cute:

It was by far the best birthday party ever! And there's more to come...Tuesday is Karaoke night at Applebee's and we're gonna get crunk! I will be posting summer pictures on facebook if you want to check it out. I don't really want to put them on here.

Woops! My bird clock just went off!

Oh man, a lot has been going on since the last time I wrote on this thing. So let me take it from the top. Bears. My roommate Stephen and my BFFs Jes and Deej are all in the same Biology class that studies birds. BIRDS! Their professor invited the class on a weekend trip to see a bear with whom/which (you choose) he had been working for the past 20 years. A team of specialists went ahead of us to the den and tranquilized the mother bear and recuperated the little one. That's when we came in. The four of us stood in the back of the line, patiently waiting our turn and praying that the tranquilizer wouldn't wear off before we got up there. Afterall, it would only last an hour. Everything was fine and dandy, I touched the bear and then we hit the road. The best part was the drive down. We first went an hour north to the Hot Springs.  A pool of sulfur water which makes a natural hottub and a great hangout for highschool drunks. The chemical burn felt wonderful on my freshly naired body (a dare that's consequenses still haunt me). 

That's Deej, Jes, Stephen, and I getting pumped for Bear Adventure '09!

Yes, that is my hand on a live mother bear. 

We made it home at about 1:30 in the morning and grabbed the "groceries" Jes and I picked out while delirious from lack of sleep at 1:30 the previous morning. Although there was lunch meat and bread, the majority of our purchases had been manufactured by our dear friend Little Debbie. We piled into the Jeep (litterally--Jes insisted on bringing a five man tent and I insisted on a smaller model. Neither was used).  We arrived near the camp site at 5:30 in the morning and decided that out of courtesy to the other campers, we would stop a few miles short to set up camp. But who wants to put up a tent a 5:30 AM in the freezing cold? So I pulled over and we slept in the jeep, in the desert. Deej and I were the only ones to stay awake the whole ride and were certain that indians were following us, hiding behind every little tree that was popping up along the rode through the Utah desert. 

This is where we slept. 

We've been getting some nice weather and therefore have a good excuse to spend time at the park. A couple fridays ago we made it to the BYU baseball game. It was a little chilly though, so we left after about an hour. 

This is I, Alex, and Becky at the baseball game.

Don't worry, it's only Apple Beer: my new ATF.

Now as most of you know, I'm full of surprises. Ok not really, but this time I had a good one. I bought a plane ticket for myself in order to surprise my dad. Last weekend was the Kentucky High School Basketball State Tournament!!! We go every year. 3 basketball games + 1 round of golf + nachos + peanuts + waffle house = a hell of a good time! Since I've been home I have spent some time just hanging out in the country. I forgot how nice that was. We sat on the porch eating cake, rode the Jeep to the country store for breakfast, walked out to the train tracks to lay some pennies out for flattening, and drove to an old silow with a tree growing out the top. Tomorrow we're heading to the flea market and then spending some time in my hometown of Greenville, KY.  Enjoy the pictures!

The Silow:

Me, Molly, and Momma

This is my first Jeep, where the magic started. 

Can I have this dance?

Prepare to be 100% jealous. 

Last Friday I had the most incredible time of my life. It started by going to Gateway (an outdoor mall in SLC) We got there around 8:30 and it closed at 9. So we were looking for things to do in "the big juicy" as Ben refers to it. With our experienced tourguide slash friend Jenny we roamed the town looking for places that we could metaphorically paint red. After passing the Salt Lake Library which looks like a football stadium, Jenny tells us that East High is right down the road. For those of you who don't know, East High is where the High School Musical "trilogy" (I love referring to it as a trilogy) was filmed. So we turned on the soundtrack, pulled into the parking lot, and immediately started dancing and peering into windows. I saw the stair well that Troy angrily crabwalked up after Gabriella broke his heart. Here is a picture of Ben and me doing cool jumps in front of the sign. Before leaving I pulled on the door, discovering that it was unlocked! So of course we went in and roamed the hallways. We saw the cafeteria, the gym, and even Sharpay's locker which is still pink. It was about 45 minutes into our adventure when suddenly the school's alarm goes off. Sirens buzzing in our ears we ran as fast as we could with expressions of horror and sheer thrill. We got in the jeep as fast as we could and sped off. It was like a movie. We didn't have to wait at all before turning onto the main road, timing was dead on. We pulled away and after a moment of silence and panting, we looked at each other and started laughing. 

Just about 4 blocks later, Jenny tells me to turn left in order to see a small village made for midgets. We were on a main road but as soon as I turned left it was like entering an abandoned concentration camp or something. Ruins of tiny houses and tours greeted us. Once we got past there was a roundabout and a "no trespassing" sign. I slowed down because I wasn't sure if trespassing was a good idea. From the corner of my eye I saw a flash of light, a glass door being opened. Behind it stood a giant. He was at least 7 ft tall and weighed probably 300 lbs. His blond hair descended to his lower back and his beard to his belly which despite its equal size gave no impression of merriment as does Santa's. With his arms folded in such a way that his biceps flexed across his leather vest he stood motionless. I thought his eyes might light us on fire. I backed away slowly and drove off. 

So there you have it: another episode of my crazy life. 

PS- my camera died at the beginning of our HSM adventure, hence I only have 1 picture good enough to put on this thing.  

I own a digital camera.

Dear Fans, 

So I haven't done anything too special recently to make me be like "oh my gosh I have to update my blog!". But I do take pictures from time to time. Therefore, I have decided to share them with you. Enjoy...

This is Kara. She came down to celebrate MLK day. We went antiquing, shopping, and ate out a lot. We also watched a lot of Arrested Development. And we went bowling.

This is me and Brian at the bowling alley. It was fun.

Remember how I can get anyone to do ANYTHING? Well this fact was proven once again as I watched my roommates put on mud masks that were given to me from work. Don't tell Ben I put this picture of him on the internet. 
I said goodbye to Alyssa. I also let her borrow Garden State a few days before she left and I just realized that she never gave it back!!! This is the second time that this movie was stolen from me. I guess God is trying to tell me to stop watching it.

Saturday night Jes and I went to see an experimental theater piece which was really good. I actually knew the leading lady. Afterwards we went to play Wii at Zack and Emily's place. Zack is my old roommate who got married (to Emily). They have a cute apartment.  

There was interesting modern art at the place where we saw the play.
The theater also had good "foo" service, lucky for me. 

Well, That's pretty much everything that's happened in my life in the past few days slash weeks. Thanks for reading, and I hope to have you back relatively soon.