Yoga & Zen

Hello, fellow Earthlings!

For today's topic, I'd like to start off by saying this:
I have drunken so much tea these past few months, it seems hardly possible!

Anyways, onto my review. I have finished reading the book Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom, and I must say that it was incredible. For the one hundred ninety-two pages that it was, I completely fell head over heels in love with the characters and with the use of language within the crisp, tiny pages. It was such a minute book, yet it beheld such a behemothic moral! The hue of the novel is just pure brain-candy, and everywhere you turn, you learn more and more about the character of Morrie and his optimistic beliefs, and views on life and death. I thought this book was very well put together, considering all of the events in it were true and real, and the intimacy of it was absolutely, adoringly perfect. Overall, I absolutely adored the novel. AH! So beautiful..

Also, I'd like to talk about yoga and tea. Both of which have played a gargantuan role in my life at this point in time. For one, tea has been there to balance out the healthy eating I have attempted to plan out and manifest, and two, has kept me from falling over the edge into the vat of stress from where my friends have been hanging as well. Tea is my peaceful surrender and center-er. And, yoga has helped tremendously. The focus and great exercise of yoga has kept me sane and motivated to keep going. Sure, its not strenuous or heart-throbbing exercise, but it IS good. It expands focus, and keeps me centered. Perfect for these past few weeks.

I apologize for my absentmindedly short blog posts. I've been busy and quite frankly, tired. I'm sure I'll write some more tomorrow, and that which includes my new male interest! Oooh, startlingly surprising, huh?

Have a wonderful night. I love you all!

Question of the day: What is your favorite Bryan Adams song, why, where would you likely listen to it, and how? Enjoy.

Namaste

Yoga by Equinox

The Perfect Gai, and Clockwork Prince

Hello and Good morning to all!

I'd like to start of, first, by saying that I am glad I started writing on here again. For one, it has helped me tons by having already advanced my writing as I express my emotions/opinions. So, yes, I feel more grounded after writing a blog. Also, I'd like to apologize. I know yesterday's post had a ton of major grammar mistakes and a few unneeded words in there, but it did so happen to be six in the morning, and I can be a bit dumbfounded around that time. But, here I am again at six A.M., writing to you the first, possibly last, blog of the day! And, may I say that the day is already perfectly stunning?

So, I'd like to start the first review with a full report on the Clockwork Prince by Cassandra Clare. Yes, I have finally finished it! After three(ish) weeks of prying through homework time just to read what happens next, I finally, wholeheartedly, finished it at last! And, let me tell you-it does not usually take me much time to finish a book. Over the summer, when I have loads of spare time, I could finish a book in a day. But, with school being at almost a neckbreaking nine hours its been difficult to get through three freaking books(which, I have succeeded in doing)! In Cassandra Clare's beautiful novel, Clockwork Prince, the beloved sequel to Clockwork Angel, her character, Tessa goes through a plethora of changes. Not only does she gain more confidence and strength in knowing who she is, she builds a growing love for herself, and therefore, gets mixed up between who to love. In this gorgeous series, a lot of the characters go through major changes, and each of them essential, each of them unique. And, with a completely hidden back story that bottles a mind, I am just itching to see what happens in the third book, which shall come out sometime next year. Overall, the book is fantastic. The world Cassie Clare has created for her novels is one that I could not ever find myself creating, but I intend to make one of my own. Not only are her visuals perfectly where they need to be, Cassandra also adds a little of the essence of the time era of which this book has taken place. At the beginning of each chapter is a poem or scripture written in the time of Shakespeare, Browning, etc. Each begin the chapter reminding the reader what time it is and how the language is different. Even in writing, now, I can very well write in that  sort of of English if I tried. Anyways, yet again Cassandra Clare has succeeded to flounder every other author I've read in recent months. If you have not heard of the book, I suggest picking up Clockwork Angel, or City of Bones-the starting novel in the series Mortal Instruments, also by Cassandra Clare. It is a wonderful world to read about, and is exhilirating in style.

My next topic will be about.....THE PERFECT GUY [dun..dun..DUNNNN..]! Yep, it has come time to speak of boys, unfortunately. In my opinion, the perfect guy, or Man-perhaps-, doesn't have to be anything huge. Everyone I know has a taste and liking for tall, blonde, muscular dudes, and though I DO admire tall, blonde, muscular dudes, I have more of a wide stretch of men that I've come to admire. And having just come out of a relationship, I now sense the competition girls are chipping fingernails over just to have this....Perfect Guy. Though I am perfectly squeamish over the idea of adding myself to the 'single' universe, I do not comprehend that any of my oncoming attachments will be anything truly special. Though I DO yearn for that ONE guy, that sweet, loving, passionate boy, I fear I just will not find him.
      Fortunately for me, my dreams have been at it, teasing me with little thoughts here and there that boys around me have a special place in their hearts for someone as dull, plain, and uninteresting as I. First and foremost, none of those dreams have been sexual. Simply, clippings of holding hands, hugging, or even a kiss on the cheek. For certain, this has only disheartened me once I have woken up. But, hey, at least I had a little fun.

And, so that concludes all of my thoughts for this morning. I hope a great day to you all, and a wonderful evening as well. I love you, and thank you for reading. Namaste

Sincerely,
Kaylee

Question of the Day: What about your life inspires you?

(Also, I would like to ask you for topics/questions/comments? I know not many people(if at all, any) read my posts, but if so please comment. I've been out of braincells for quite a while and am in need of something new, something fresh. Well, have a wondrous day!)

Tis a Wonderful Day...For School.

Good morning to you all, and had you a wonderful rest?

Today is a lovely day already as the indigo-gray morning has spread across the city, the first rays of sunlight ascending the sky. It is cool and moist, crisp to the touch, and with Autumn on its way the perfume of the trees are more intense than usual. Yes, it is truly a beauteous day!

So, to begin today's blog I would like to start of by saying: I am almost done with the Clockwork Prince! Ah! It's a wonderful read, as biased as I can be-as Cassandra Clare is my favorite author-, with its simplicity in form a vivid, colorful world that is easy to imagine and live in. Only my deepest heart's desire is to live within one of Cassandra Clare's books because she makes it seem just that easy. Her characters are full of depth and wonderful imagination, and they seem quite real. Only Cassandra has made characters seem humanly, in my personal opinion. You can actually SEE the characters doing what she makes them do in the book, which is a fantastic gift. Not many authors have stunned me this way.

Also, I have just finished James Dashner's Maze Runner. To be quite honest, having read so many books in the past three months, I do not find this one to be as fantastical as the rest. It does have an outstanding plot and idea, but the characters I just seemed to dislike. They all seemed too surreal and domesticated. If I cannot be lured in by an outstanding character, I cannot be hooked to read it at all! I apologize if you rather enjoyed it, but that book left me with headaches! It simply wasn't enough visual effects to work with so it made me strain my mind a little just to get a clear picture of what he was talking about. So in other words, the visual part of the book was very vague. Also, I thought it was quite slow, but overall very well put together. Most of the time I had no idea what was going on, so that made me feel closer to the characters than needed, but I thought it was interesting at how intimate it felt. So, again, I am not hating on the book, I just simply did not enjoy it as I did Divergent, Mortal Instruments Series, or Dark Visions.


So, today I have Yoga, Lit&Comp2, and World History, which to say, are my favorite classes-my easiest classes, so today I shall just sit back and relax. And I hope you do the same! While I am sitting in class wondering what next to write for this wonderful attempt at a blog, I'll just sip some tea and ponder. Also, if you have any topics you would like to share to would want me to write about in terms of reviews or just plain Ideas, write them in the comment/question section below. Alright, I think that is all for the morning. Hopefully I'll write something more this afternoon. I love you all!

Q of the day : What is your favorite thing about Yoga, or even a pose? Why?

Good day to all!

Sincerely,
Kaylee

Absence Due To: & Missing Assignments

Hello all!

I would like to start off by apologizing for my agonizingly long absence on this blog, for I have succeeded in my goal of going to the arts school for writing, and therefore, have been doing nothing but work and have failed to continue my daily/weekly posts on here. Though, I do have a gargantuas amount of missing assignments due to unexpected illnesses and dental appointments, I have, needless to say, panicked in my attempt to obtain last year's grades. Instead of phenomenal grades as I had my previous year in school, they are terribly dreadful as I have become lazy and tired. Because I attend school from eight in the morning until four-fifty each day(except Friday), laziness has become my trend. But, as of right now, at 9:34 pm, there is no more laziness! I am a perfect student with perfect grades!

Now, to move on to other things, I would also like to vent about my horrific writing style at the moment. As you can clearly see, it is quite boring and uneventful, full of a dreary tone and nothing but too little butter spread over burnt toast. The output of my writing has been terrifying to look at, but my input of reading has helped very little, and unfortunately I have been forced to read two or three books at a time, which I find quite entertaining, but altogether a jumbled mess inside my mind. I do, in fact, enjoy reading more quantities of literature, though. It gives me a more grounded, busy feel to my life even when I know my studies and work has become nothing but laziness.

Anyways, I shall write a short poem for you to describe my feelings at the moment, as I am sitting here with panic as I dread tomorrow's Chapter 2 Geometry test.

Despite all the things I've expected
All the thoughts remain nested
In my brains or in my head
I have yet to dream unto my bed
About many equations worth studying
Before my life gets all death-defying
My grades shall truly show
A student, a perfect hero.

So here I am sitting at my brazen desk,
Wondering if and when may I be at rest
From this dizzying world of studies and notes
Until I become, in the doorway, a part of floating motes.

But I know that all shall turn out well
And, I will be happy to be out of the spell
Of missing assignments and absent work
At my lips appear a quirk.

The perfect day is yet to come
So here it be another one.


     Your question of the day is: What is your favorite quote by a famous poet/writer that you know? Write it down and explain the details. I need to know more quotes. So, bye for now! Have a lovely evening, and I hope to write more tomorrow. I love you!

P.S. What'd you think of my poem? Sucky, right? I only spent two minutes on it. xD    

Interview with Magnus Bane

Good Morning!

First, I would like to start of with a book review, so, here I go.
Upon finishing my favorite series, I came upon a decision. It wasn't going to end. So, I kept reading, and it is phenomenal. By the time I finished it, I realized something. The series wasn't going to end. With the ending of more adventures needed to come, I am excited to say that my favorite series will erect a sixth book to it, and may I say, Cassandra Clare, I applaud to you for your fabulous architecture of writing. It is so beautiful. So poetic and smart. So simple, yet so wonderful. This series aspires me to do great things with my writing, and so I thank you, Cassandra, for these wonderful books, and your outrageously outstanding talent.


Second-

This morning when I awoke, fresh in my mind were the words I shared with Magnus Bane, the all-knowing, all-star Warlock character in Cassandra Clare's Mortal Instruments series. Yes, I had my very own dream about speaking with him about Alec Lightwood, whom, if you have read the series, you would know is the warlock's Shadowhunter boyfriend. My dream contained wonderful images that was my own home.

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My friend was watching the production, when I took his bag. Within that bag I had his cell phone, and house key. It was late afternoon, and the hanging sun in the west was beginning to climb in through the curtained windows, casting long lines of gold across the living room carpeted floors. I remember stepping up my own carpet staircase in a heap of anticipation and desperation. I needed to speak with him about Alec. Of course, my friend took the place of Alec in the dream, but it was still about Alec Lightwood.
 As I reached the last step, I could see him at my step-dad's computer, working. And, beside him was the man who tried to conceal me from this home. Magnus sported black, long hair with neon yellow highlights beside both of his temples. Eyeliner shadowed his eyes, and he was small. He wore a black blazer and tight, leather jeans. Docks were underneath him, holding his thin feet.
 I ran to Magnus's side, and said his name. "I need to talk to you," I pleaded. He slowly turned to me, with a half grin on his face. "I don't have time for this, Kaylee," he replied, an index finger sitting curiously on his chin. He sat forward. "It's about Alec."
    His face paled, but the expression laying upon it didn't change. "He's suffering-well-sort of," I pressed on. "He's doing too much work-work that is physically too much for him. He's been trying to close up portals," I said. Magnus stopped me. He leaned forward and touched my arm. "Alec no longer concerns me," he said. Both brows of mine came together in a straight line, my eyes filling with rage. "MAGNUS BANE, I'm telling you he needs you. He needs your support and love," he winced at the word 'love'. I stood from the seat. "Tell him you love him," I said, starting to walk away. He looked over and nodded, seriously. "Why is he closing them himself?" he asked, arms folded in interest. I smiled and faced him.
   I lingered over to his spot. "He thinks he is stronger than he actually is. Give him help. Tell him you love him. Support him," I uttered. He small smile perked up on his pale lips. "And, in return?" he said in all seriousness, although I could hear perfect compassion through it. "His love." And, I was gone.

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Question of the day/week:
Do you prefer blue, yellow, or pink cotton candy?

Have a lovely day, all!
I love you!
~Kaylee

Speech Lessons and Pranks

As it has come to a concluding thought, I think I shall begin to post more of my writing online. Also, I will be posting videos, and reviews on it, if I feel to do so. I admire those who will interact with it, so please leave comments, questions, or topics in the comment section. And lastly, please feel free to send this link to others who you think may enjoy reading these posts. I know it isn't much, but I work hard on them, and plan to start vlogging.

So, for the first topic, I want to talk about senior pranks. Yes, Senior Pranks. Today, as I was being driven to school, I received a call from my Mom saying that I did not have school due to outlet issues or whatever. So, we turned around and headed home. I looked on facebook, and could almost count twenty six posts about the content well-being of others because school was canceled. I thought, wow, this really is legit-until, I scrolled down a little more, finding some posts about seniors being the cause of the cancellation. This really is a harsh accusation, but apparently the seniors at my school have done worse in the past, filling the mall up with water and sand, or painting the football field pink.
    I do agree with whoever or whatever caused this cancellation to allow us stressed-out students, who are going crazy in the head with studying for finals, to have a day to ourselves. I thank you. But, if this causes us one more day to spare from our beautiful Summer vacation, you just might find me face-down in my bed screaming with sparingly used anger.

    For a public speaker, I'd have to say that not one person on this Earth or anywhere within the arms of our galaxy would come to hear me speak. Last night I spoke for a group of people, who were also going to speak, about a book and the metaphysical purpose of it. Yes, I wrote everything down(I didn't want to babble or get off topic-plus we were timed) and yes, I made sure to speak clearly and slowly. The only problem I find in my speaking is that I tend to suffer from this thing called nervousness. Sometimes I'll forget to breath, or my whole body will shake, and then my speaking will sound impaired, but altogether my tone will be fine.

   I would soon like to learn how to be rid of these horrible conditions.

Okay, so I'll post more later, but here's the question of the day:

If you are a fan of enchillatas(I don't think I spelled that correctly. Silly, right?), what is the best you've ever tried? Or, what is your favorite kind, and why?

Hippies, Birthday Parties, and Sleep Deprivation

Alright, so to start things off, here is an adorable picture of kitties.

Obviously, these fabulously adorable kittens appear to be sleeping, and that is one of the topics I am going to articulate on.

First, I would like to imply that lately, my sleeping arrangements have been disengaged for reasons I shall tell of soon. But, my point is that because of the deprivation of rest, the patterns of my writing have been less advanced as I would desire them to be. So, yes. I am sleep deprived.

Second, this deprivation is caused mainly by my unusal applications of timing for my school studying. I have spent mutliple hours studying and completing homework for the sake of my grades at the incorrect times, so that the hours for my sleep are enhiliated. But, on the flip side, school is out for summer in ten days, and my current grades are looking spectacular. Also, another reason for my deprivation is the social life I am currently presented in. My peers and aquaintences have a great deal of influence on how much time I spend doing whatever I please in the 'free time' that I am absolutely supposed to be using for school.

I also would love to discuss birthday parties. 

This weekend I attended a birthday party. In specific, it was my boyfriend's birthday party, and it ended up being one of the most socializing experiences in my current reality.

When I first arrived, I stumbled upon the fact that there was a bounce-house in his back yard. Yes, I do think that it was rather AMAZING for someone as aged as he to be so childish and fun, and No I do not find it to be immature. For one, I enjoyed jumping in the bounce-house. It reminded me terribly of loads of my childhood memories, and other existing birthday parties. And, two, it really reminded me of how come I really like this boy.

It is VERY odd to think that my boyfriend now was best friends with my two guy friends at the same time while we were growing up. I have two friends now, who are really close to my boyfriend, who just happened to all know each other the same time I did. The silly part is that I never met my boyfriend until two and a half years ago. It is rediculous that we had never met until then because my boyfriend had appeared to be at the same events I had attended as a child.

Anyways, the party was phenomenal, and there was absolutely amazing cake(chocolate-chip icecream cake) that was to die for, and we played loads of games(hide and seek, sardines, video games). Also, I spent the night along with my boyfriend's friends. Also, I ended up passing out at eleven in the middle of the movie(HP:Deathly Hallows pt.2).

All I can truly say is that the weekend was a fun one, and now, with my homework accomplished, I am ready for bed.

Lastly, I wanted to talk about hippies. My youth group, as far as most would concern, we call each other hippies. We are practically hippies(without the drugs). Lately, I've been spending most of my free time listening to meditation music(while drinking some green tea and honey), or The Beatles, which I enjoy dearly. Also, most of my current days, I've spent barefooted and out-doors. And, within my youth group, we converse loads about world love and peace.

I love spending time with my youth group family. Tonight, I enjoyed a nice evening with loads of love, encouragement, and nurturing. I have now returned from the magical land of wonders; the sparkling, unicorn-infested country of youth group, and I have uncovered more peace within myself than I have in a looong time. With our beautiful workshops, and expansions of love and authenticity, we nurtured each other in an Angel Wash, and an extensive plethora of hugs. Tonight, I have experienced the unconditional love and shove that I needed to remember who I am and what my purpose is. I also have discovered a brand new dimension of excitement for the next four weeks. By the end of these perfect four weeks, I shall find myself on my knees, crying, laughing, screaming, and cuddling with my family at camp. Thank you life!
Namaste♥

The question of the day is:
What is your personal opinions of psychic abilities and whatnot?