Blacklight Fashion Show

Last night was a BIG NIGHT! It was the night that the SBOs had been planning for over a month. It was something totally new and random that my small town had never before seen. My fellow student body officers and I had gone to a leadership conference over the summer and fell in love with this idea.... the idea of a BLACKLIGHT DANCE! And seriously, if you have never been to one you are WAY missing out! It is one of the best/strangest things you will ever see! As student body officers, we had tried new advertising techniques in hopes to attract as many of our student body as possible. Where I live, there are only about 500 kids in my entire high school, so pretty much everyone knows everyone else. Sometimes that gets a little weird haha! But when I arrived, I had on a florescent yellow, I mean hurts your eyes if you look at it too long yellow shirt on, complete with mulit-colored nikes, zebra acrylic nails and Big Star jeans! So needless to say, I was feeling pretty confident in myself haha! But one of the DJs that was setting up for our extremely awesome dance was drop-dead-fall-off-your-seat-gorgeous! And he totally hit on me! [which was another plus!] But it was really fun! Everything was neon and the dance was strewn with people not only wearing glowsticks, but literally wearing them! They broke everywhere including all over the gym floor, walls and everyone else. It was like a florescent fashion show in the complete dark. But the only not-so-fun part were slow songs. Slow songs and Valentine's Day, I mean Single's Awareness Day, are possibly the MOST humiliating thing for a poor boyfriendless girl like me. But don't get me wrong! I have no desire to be tied down to anyone! I have plenty of time for that later! But it was a pretty kickin dance! And the definite best part was that I had to stay after and clean up until 12:30! That might not sound like fun to you.... but to me that means breaking my moms curfew ultimatum! I am not kidding either! For every minute I am late, my phone is gone for a day. So yesterday, I felt like I got to exercise my full power of being 18!

Paint and Snow

Well where do I begin.... Well probably at the beginning! When I went to work at 4:30 this morning it was relatively calm, brisk morning, nothing out of the ordinary. By the time I got off work at seven, two hours later, my small down was frosted with snow! SNOW! I am getting spring fever really bad! I want to wear my shorts and super cute sandals! But you are obviously wondering why the title of my little expose' is Paint and Snow. Well in my Student Body Officer prep period today, the SBOs made posters advertising the upcoming blacklight dance. So our posters were black paper with white writing. Well one of my fellow officers decided that the posters would look amazing if they were not only black and white but also splatter painted with neon colors! Well that was an AWFUL idea! Picture this! I am wearing my nice clothes, a cream shirt from Nordstrom, and BKE jeans just to start! So the idea of splatter paint on a $40 shirt is not very fascinating. So another officer, a boy obviously, decided that my arm should double as a canvas. So when I left the SBO room I looked like I had interrupted a pre-school class during finger painting. Although my arms were quite a work of art, it was quite a sight to see a senior girl walking down the crowded halls off my small high school, looking like something out of a Skittles commercial. It was really fun but it also took me about 25 minutes to repair the damage done to my rainbow colored arms. So note to self! Never wear Nordstrom and BKE jeans on SBO prep day! You never know what surprises are in store!

Its A What....? A SURPRISE!

Do have any idea what the best feeling in the world is?? Being SURPRISED! I mean think about it! How much fun is Christmas if you already know everything that you are getting? What is a birthday, if an old friend that you haven't seen in a while doesn't call you and what's the word....? Oh yeah! SURPRISES YOU! See! And what is better than waking up and seeing that you have a cute text message! You are surprised! Being surprised stimulates something inside of me! I get a rush of excitement! My head starts spinning and I have to resist the urge to sing at the top of my lungs! [Most of the time I do because glass objects simultaneously combust at the sound of my pipes!] I did get 2 lovely surprises! First, was when I arrived at work my supervisor handed me a what.....? A SURPRISE! Yes! After two years of dedication to my local grocery store, I finally received a jacket with my name on it! I am so proud! I have always wanted a name tag!! And second! I opened the mail box to see what inside....? Yes! You guessed it! A SURPRISE! A letter! Yeah! I love letters, especially long ones! Wahoo! So my day was full of surprises! If you had any wonderful surprises let me know!! :]

Does the purple cotton candy in my hair make me look cute?

Wow! Today was so great! Have you ever noticed that when you think that you don't look your best, you pretty much just rolled out of bed, that tons more cute guys hit on you?? Yes!! YES! It is so true! I went to a huge high school wrestling tournament today and the student body officers (I am the secretary) had to sell cotton candy. Cotton candy sounds like a great endeavor to many people! Don't get me wrong! I am probably a purple cotton candy addict! But anyway high school wrestling is like watching tv! I mean there are like 50 guys from ten different schools! You do the math! YEAH! Anyway my fellow officer and I were trying to sell purple cotton candy to starving, sweaty, and on the occasion cute wrestlers. If you are trying to sell wrestlers food....well they pretty much starve themselves constantly so that is pretty tough on business! But we did have a few wrestlers who got weak and gave in to the luscious, fluffy purple cotton candy. Well most of them that were weak[not in the literal sense of the word. I mean most of the wrestlers had monster arms and chiseled abs] But I couldn't decide if they were buying the cotton candy to hit on me and my co officer or because they were literally starving! But I really was covered completely in purple cotton candy! I had a ton of guys hit on me! So obviously I can really rock purple cotton candy!

My True Calling in Life!

Do you know what I realized today? Today is a monumental day in the history of Kyleigh Bomer. Seriously! For the longest time, I thought that I was talentless, drowning in the deep, suffocating waters of everyone else's talents. But lo and behold! I finally discovered my hidden.... well maybe now that I think about it, probably not-so-hidden... TALENT! I am amazing at one thing! My true calling in life is to speak! I am so good at talking! And don't take it the wrong way... But really! I can start up a conversation with almost anyone(which comes in handy for my job). The only problem with this wonderful talent is that sometimes no matter how much I speak no one seems to listen. Usually I am full of interesting and humerus stories, but in the end they don't really have any point! But hey! I am really good at getting there! Oh I almost forgot my best attribute! My hands! Although they are long and abnormally large, I cannot tell a story without them! So essentially they are my best feature! I would love to hear if you have any wonderful (hidden maybe) talents! :)

....Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.....

I have the wonderful opportunity of waking up every Monday,Wednesday and Friday at 4:45 in the morning so that I can be to work by 5:00. I go to work in pajamas. Yes this morning's attire consisted of a bright red tshirt and zebra pajama pants. I was quite the fashion statement! I don't put on any makeup and I just brush my teeth and come to work. I work from 5-7 in the mornings because I don't have a first hour at school. I throw freight in the produce department. (local grocery store) So as I walked out of the door, I was still trying to wake up and come to, before I got behind the wheel of my little yellow car. Then I noticed that my feet were gradually slipping out from underneath me. To my surprise, I beheld a fresh thick blanket of pure white snow! Wow! It was still gently, silently coming down. It seemed as if it was trying to cover up my steps because I had ruined its perfection. Big flakes fell on my face as I walked toward my not so yellow car.... and as i looked up at the black sky I thought...yes I do love snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.... I thought how incredible it was that I am lucky enough to live in this small town where seasons change! My small town has hot summers and freezing winters! But I love that about it! So I drove my little yellow car through the January winter wonderland! I love snow! I don't even mind driving in it! Yay for snow! And yay for the snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes....

High School PE is.......well AWFUL!

OH MY GOSH! Okay before I begin this blog I would like to say that I am athletic.... Well I thought that I was until today. I mean I have played sports since I was 5! I was on the soccer and basketball team for FOUR years! I was the captain for crying our loud! Okay you know when I blogged about my worst day ever(when I was poked with a needle 5 times?? my arm STILL hurts by the way)well that was nothing compared to today. It was my first (i wish my last) day of high school PE. No amount of training, books, websites or horror stories can prepare you for high school PE. To start off, you have to change out of your wonderfully concocted outfit to get in baggy red shorts and a tshirt. Second, they make you run and do stairs with you hair down, makeup on, and huge earrings! If that's not enough torture for you already, wait until you hear this! After you run up and down stairs and around the gym, the teacher makes you do 20 push ups and 35 crunches. But that was about the only part of the horrible hour and fifteen minutes of class that I didn't totally, completely 100% hate. Then we played badminton. Awful. For those of you who think that badminton is not a contact sport you are very sadly mistaken. The racket and my face came in contact several times. I couldn't hit the birdie even when I tried really hard! It was humiliating just to start. Then they only give you 5 measly minutes to get redressed and beautiful! What an awful class! And why I am in this torture chamber my senior year? Because I was too busy taking important classes where you actually learn something!!! Okay I am done... but on thursday you are definitely going to have to endure another PE rant.

Maybe I Will Break My Little Rut.....

Sometimes in life we have to find out the hard way that things aren't going to work out the way we planned. Sometimes our plans change, even though we aren't sure if we want them to. I am not one to embrace change with an open arms but I think that it is good for us. I am spontaneous! [Don't get me wrong!] I DO want to break out of terrible ruts that I have. For example, every morning for breakfast, I cook one egg, over-easy, and one piece of toast, no butter. Probably for the rest of my life I will do that! Well maybe not, after today. Maybe I will switch out of my deep trench of a rut that I have gotten myself into. I think that sometimes we are forced to learn lessons the hard way. I know that I always seem to find the hardest and longest way to do tasks. And most of the time bad things happen to great people. Such is my life. If I had one wish, I would take away pain and suffering from my friends. I would heal wounds like only time can. I wish that I could go back in time. But only once. I don't want to live in that past, as much as I want to change the outcome. But I know that everything happens for a reason. Even if it's awful. Even if they are a wonderful person. So all I have to say to my readers is forgive and forget. Hold those close to you that you love because you never know when something terrible will divide you. So at least today I am thankful for my little rut. I am grateful for my simple, monotonous life.

Best/Worst Day of My Existence

Today I had the best and worst day of my existence! Well starting with the worst..... I had a doctor's appointment and they broke the hard news. The most dreadful words ever to escape any nurse's lips are 'Now I think we should do some blood work on you. Is that okay?' I wanted to jump up and down and throw a tantrum like a little five year old child. I wanted to scream and grab her by the pink scrubs she was wearing and say, "NO!! You won't take any of my precious blood! I refuse! There is absolutely no way that I am going to allow to stick needles in me under any condition." But unfortunately, that is not what happened. With my head hung over and with much dismay, I agreed to this excruciatingly painful process. The first nurse tried twice and missed my vein both times. I wanted to beat her over the head, with the nearest object nearest to me, which happened to be a chair with wheels, but seeing as I was a little woozy from the whole procedure, I just sat and teetered back and forth on the doctor's table. Then Nurse #2, another vampire, came in to try to extract blood from my most elusive veins. Finally after three missed attempts, he finally drew my blood. For the rest of the day, my arms hurt! I mean, I had been stabbed at least five times to no avail! What a most awful experience!
But somehow, my day turned around! I got a call asking if I would like to buy tickets to an upcoming NBA game of my most favorite team. I was already jumping up and down before I even knew the details. The tickets were on the 4th row, right next to the bench of the best team in the NBA. I started screaming! Because first of all, I haven't been to a game all season, second of all my seats are right by the bench of my team, and thirdly I am madly in love with one of the players. He is older than me but fabulous and single! So although I had to get my blood drawn, which was quite a traumatic experience, I get to go to an NBA game on the 25th! Yeah! So I am going to drive my little yellow car around, singing at the top of my lungs!

The Gray Area

Lately, I have thought a lot about something strange that connects every human being...... Everyone has an obsession......I promise! For some people it might be cleaning, cooking, eating, or even cars. I might be a little obsessed with cars... well actually we better not start with the things that I am obsessed with because the list would go on forever. I have been thinking about healthy obsessions, not being a health freak but how obsession can sometimes be a good thing. For someone who is obsessed with maintaining high academic excellence, obviously that is a good one. I realized that I am obsessed with letters (legit letters [I previously discussed my fascination with mail on saturday]), lipgloss, green Stride gum, acrylic nails, shopping, the Utah Jazz, cute guys, Buckle jeans and teeth but I better stop now! I would like to add that if it is actually possible, I think that Stride puts something in their gum that makes it seriously addicting. I really eat an amazing amount of gum. But that is beside the point. So I guess the fine line between addiction and obsession to me is well.... I a gray area. An obsession can't really be black or white. One person's obsession might be extremely humerus to another individual. If you have any healthy addictions/obsessions let me know! :)
Peace out!
Girl in the Yellow Car

700 Flags

Today I have been officially amazed..... Recently, in my little tight-knit community, a police officer was shot and killed. This might not sound like anything big to those who live in big cities, but it has been a hardship for many people in my community. Today I was lucky enough to get to participate in the funeral procession. 700 Students ranging from elementary children to seniors in high school held 700 flags for 2 1/2 hours, as 723 police cars and 94 motorcycles drove past. It was an immensely rewarding experience. Although both of my arms felt as if they had been rubber cemented into place, I stood reverently and in silent awe with my flag in one hand and my other was placed across my heart. All I could see all the way down the entire road were American flags. I could not believe that 1,000 police officers from everywhere, including neighboring states were in attendance. I can't believe that all of the wonderful policemen and the officer's family fit in our quaint, little stake house. As the policemen stared in utter amazement, at the sheer magnitude of people standing tall with Old Glory, I wanted to cry and clap as they drove past! I wanted to say thank you! Thank you! Thank you for allowing me to feel safe at night when i go to sleep! I am so grateful that I feel safe leaving my car unlocked at my home. I am so grateful for the wonderful country that i am privileged enough to live in and for the incredible men and women that protect me everyday. This was an eye-opener for me. In closing I would just like to say I LOVE YOU AMERICA!!
This photo was taken from ksl.com.

Cold.....Cold.....Colder

Cold.... cold.... so very cold. In my small town, in my small home, my heater is broken. My used to be warm, wonderful, quaint, little home is now a living igloo. I can see the icicles that have formed on the ceiling! Well not really.... but yes, figuratively speaking. I am currently wearing gloves while typing, which is quite a feat! I am also wearing boots, a hoodie and a coat and have a blanket heaped on top of me. Bright red noses are the fashion statement around my little igloo. Although, I did have the best hot shower of my life! You have no, absolutely no, idea how that shower felt. It felt like I was a melting ice sculpture. But to feel my fingers again!! Oh the JOY! Haha I even did the dishes in scalding water so that I might feel the boiling water sensation. So if you read this and you are slightly cold... the temperature in my little igloo is 50 degrees and I really am not exaggeration, be of good cheer! I haven't frozen to my chair yet.... but I will definitely keep you updated. But seriously, I am considering blogging in yes my yellow car because it has heat! So goodbye for now as I go make a hot cup of cocoa......

Why I Love Saturday Mornings

I woke up on this beautiful,white, snow-covered Saturday morning and thought 'Today is going to be wonderful' because the clock said 9:42. The aroma of breakfast, like the kiss to revive Sleeping Beauty, had awoken me from my deep state of unconsciousness. I could hear the news reporting about the bad weather, fallen soldiers and the falling economy and all sorts of awful things. Have you ever noticed that the news always seems to find all of the rotten things in the world and tell about them one after the other? I would love to be in charge of the Headline News for one day. I would find all of the service and wonderful things that people did everyday and tell the world about those kind acts. I want to give people hope. To finish with my morning, I trekked out on the icy ground to check the mail. I love mail. Not email, not a text message, but actual physical, with a stamp, mail. Everyday when I come home from school, or on Saturdays when I wake up in the morning, I run out in whatever I am wearing (this morning it was zebra striped pajamas) and open the mail box. And today was one of those incredible days when, as I was rummaging through the mail I found a surprise..... A letter just for me! I ripped it open with wild excitement! I love reading words meant just for me. I love the fact that someone stopped long enough to write to me. And now as I close my blog, I can smell the intoxicating scent of homemade bagels..... So tata for now!

Hello Everyone :]

This is my hello to the world. I am the girl in the yellow car. Simple and sweet. As of lately, I have been thinking a lot about how and why my world goes round. Laughing until it hurts, singing at the top of my lungs to my poor steering wheel, skipping in the parking lot, being a huge NBA fan, yellow cars, being fashion forward (AKA- No one's fashion sense is quite like mine.) and fingernails painted with zebra stripes are all uniquely me. So this is my hope that maybe one person will read this and maybe smile at my short comings and possibly laugh. So Hello world! Here comes the Girl in the Yellow Car..........