America

25Aug08

I love the Obama family. I love the DNC. I love America.


Obama/Biden

23Aug08

Why hello, old friend. I haven’t made a conscious decision to give up this blog, I just haven’t seen a reason to use it. I’ve been too busy complaining to my wonderful friends about all of my issues to blog about them. Lucky for you readers, pity for my friends. Sorry friends, you know who you are. I love you.

Anyway, I knew nothing about Joe Biden this morning besides what John Green taught me on June 4th and that was that he’s very “Joe Biden-y.” Not feeling informed enough outside of that bit of information, I did some research. I read why Obama picked him, I asked my parents, I looked at his wikipedia page (don’t judge me), looked at his and Obama’s websites… And it’s gotta be said, there definitely IS something very Joe Biden-y about him. But I like him. He has what is holding Obama back: experience. It seems strange, yes, that someone trying so hard for change and a new generation and all would go for someone who has been in Senate for 35 years. But he needs to add “experience’ to the Democratic ticket and that’s what Biden is for. Not to mention that his international relations are fantastic which would obviously help out immensely. I’m a little bitter that he voted for the war in 2002 but it relieves me that he has since spoke out against it numerous times. Another thing I’m worried about is his chatter. Apparently, he’s quite talkative and doesn’t really know when to stop. That…could be an issue. But when it comes down to it, I trust Obama. I trust that he knows what he is doing and has considered all of the possible options and found Biden to be the best pick and that’s all I can ask for. As for being worried about McCain’s jump ahead of Obama, Democratic strategist Jim Jordan says it all:

“You’ve got to hand it to the candidate and the campaign. They have a great sense of timing and tone and appropriateness. Six months ago, people said he wasn’t tough enough on Hillary Clinton — he was being too passive — but he got it right at the right time…He’ll get it right again.”

Preach it, Jordan. Over and out.

EDIT: I love the wonderful comments from people telling me that I can’t vote because I’m sixteen so my opinion doesn’t matter. They make me laugh, they really do. Sure, I can’t vote, I get that. But why should that mean I can’t be informed on what’s going on? Would you rather have teenager enter the voting world with absolutely no background on what politics are? Would you rather uninformed eighteen year olds approve the polls when they can first vote and pick a candidate based on whose name they think sounds better following the word ”president”? Better yet, why don’t they just pick if they like red or blue better and vote based on that? Don’t tell me what I can or can’t do just because I am sixteen. You don’t need to vote to make a difference. One of the reasons Obama is such a good candidate is because of his ability to bring out teenagers and students who would otherwise note vote, get them interested, educate them in issues and let them decide what they do or don’t support. Teenagers are getting more involved and more interested because they know that they are in charge of the future and they want to be a part of it as much as possible. It’s no longer just about voting for who your parents vote for. Times are changing before our eyes and I’m tired of people telling me that it’s wrong to be involved.


Wooo!

21Jul08

So I’m currently sitting in my lovely room in Rosianna’s house, chatting with Tom and quizzing myself with the Doctor Who trivia book Rosianna got for me! :) I’m doing quite good, too. I’m waiting for Rosi to get home and then I think we’re spending the day with her friends - it should be fantastic! Then tomorrow I’m spending with Tom in his town so yaaay! And Wednesday I’m going to school with Rosianna, Thursday is a sightseeing day ’round London, Friday is HAMLET! Eeek! So exciting. Then Saturday will consist of sleeping in since the coach doesn’t bring us back until 3.45 in the morning - oh dear! haha. But then just local stuff. The gathering it Sunday which I’m verrrrry excited for! Loads of people have said they are coming; should be brilliant. The day after, I believe, I will be spending with Alex? I think that’s right. Which, of course, will be great. :) <3 And just so many amazing things! I can’t wait for everything.

Well, I’m off for now. Oh, and did I mention I woke up at 6.45? Crazy jet-jagness! xD Okay, well cheers!

(P.S. Thanks to all who told me they read this and gave me feedback! It’s awesome hearing from you but I totally understand the lurkerness - I rarely comment videos I watch or blogs I read! :P)


I’m leaving for the airport in a few hours. I’m SO damn bored, though. I wish someone was on blogTV or something. Siiiigh. Speaking of blogTV, Alex’s chat was bundles of fun. As were the fiveawesomeguys. Charlie’s song was brilliant and I appreciate that I make Alex drool. Haha. I also appreciate this. Haha. Yaaay. <3

I am seriously not believing that in hours–less than 24 hours–I will be with Rosianna. fkjdsngkg. Okay, well, I’m going to go entertain myself for three hours. Or not entertain myself for three hours. Whatever. Oh and I have a packing problem. I can’t travel light, dammit! I’d be useless backpacking anywhere.

Thanks for all the lovely comments on my last post! I’m glad so many people read/enjoy my blog! :) I actually got a twitter account a few weeks ago simply for the purpose of updating as I go in Europe. So find me over there; I’m ‘owlssayhooot’ as usual. But I think I will also be giving more detailed updates on this here page. So stay tuned. :) Farewell, m’dears! xxx


Tomorrow

18Jul08

Well, tomorrow is the big day. This time tomorrow I’ll probably be arriving at the airport. Very surreal, no? :) I just wanted to ask something, though. Who reads this? Because I generally only get 2-3 comments per post but I get a lot of messages elsewhere referencing to my blog. I don’t care about comment numbers or all that, I’m just curious as to who reads this and wants to know what I’m thinking about, because I think that’s pretty cool. Don’t be shy, just leave a comment if you read this so I know how many people I’m typing to other than myself. :D I’ll even prompt you with a question: does anyone want me to give updates? Like possibly day-to-day accounts of what I’ll be doing the next three weeks? Because I was thinking about doing that and just want to know how many people would be interested in reading them because it will determine how thought out they are. :P If you respond, I’d love you more than I already do.

Oh! And I saw Mamma Mia and I don’t care what anyone else has to say: I’m in looove again, just like after seeing the musical in Vegas. <3 Now take me here, please:


Today

17Jul08

So today, I was suppose to be boating with Kristina. Which I didn’t get to do and that is rather disappointing. But it did turn out to be quite a lovely, if not for a little lonely, day. I didn’t do too much, but some great things did happen! I upgraded my iPod Touch, which was cool. Now I have a few more applications that I will probably rarely use and I’m trying to figure out the ‘Remote’ one which allows you to control your computers iTunes from your iPod - how crazy is that?! I also got an email back from YouTube and I am now a partner! Bring on the pretty banners and obnoxious autoplay! :) I probably won’t ever use autoplay for my own videos except for the few days after they’re posted. Just because I can’t imagine going to my page and hearing myself talk. I mean, I’ve spent the last 5 months avoiding the 5AG channel on Wednesday because of the autoplay. xD

I also was in Mallory and Kimmi’s blogTV for a while which was fantastic. :) If either of you are reading this, you are two of the sweetest people on the planet and we are hanging out the moment I get home from London and Chicago, okay? Great. <3

Now I think I’m off to watch Mamma Mia online since I can’t go to the midnight release and go some packing or something! Farwell all!

Oh, and did I mention I want a pair of denim short-alls? Because I really, really do.


Thanks to all of the lovely comments I received on my bracelet post. :) And I can’t wait to meet people at the gathering! But on an unrelated note, this picture is probably going to be in Alan’s book:

It’s going to be crazy, seeing my face in a book. Strange. Now, I’m going to go continue packing and such. I’m really tired. But I’m like fifty pages from finishing Paper Towns and it’s SOOO good. <3 SO I think I’ll finish that. Okay, good plan. Awesome. This post was pointless.


If you know me from YouTube, which you probably do, and you live in London/will be in London later this month…
Rosianna (missxrojas), Alex (nerimon) and I are sort of planning a gathering.
It’s going to be on the 27th of July.
We’ll probably meet-up around mid-day so that people coming from further away don’t miss too much and it’ll start in Leicester Square since that is a good meeting place, I suppose.

I’ll bring this up in a few different ways prior to the gathering itself, I’m sure. :)
Reply to this, email me (kayleyhyde@gmail.com) or contact me on YouTube if you are thinking about attending.

Have a fantastic evening, all! xxx

(I basically just copied this from a myspace bulletin I posted and didn’t want to re-word stuff, which is why it’s different than a normal bloggish format. whatvz. sleep time.)


The Bracelets

10Jul08

I get a lot of questions about the two brown bracelets I wear all of the time. But making a video about, I feel, would be rather upsetting and might receive the wrong feedback and such. Plus, I don’t think I really want to make that video. So I’ll just write about them here. For starters, they’re both from Disneyland. :) The first one has no real significance. It says “Kayley” on it and has Eeyore and Mickey. I’ve had one of these bracelets with my name on it since I was about seven (this is my second one, the other was so worn that it broke). The other bracelet, however, is my brothers. He got it the same time I got my first one and never wore it. It says “Andrew” on it, which is his name. Now, people are always asking “who is Andrew?” And I reply with the obvious and easiest answer: my brother. It’s not a lie, it’s true. It’s not why I wear the bracelet, however. One of my best friends growing up was named Andrew. He was adorable, blonde, a baseball player and the ladies man of elementary school. He even had middle schoolers after him (it was a big deal at the time). I was fortunate enough in the fifth grade to have him as a “boyfriend”. He even got me Blue Crush on cassette tape for my birthday with a card that read something along the lines of “Kayley, you always make me laugh. I like you. LOL, Andrew.” At the time, I thought “LOL” meant lots of love. When I asked, he corrected me, blushing, saying it meant laugh out loud. Whenever I type LOL, I think of Andrew, haha. But anyway, he was a cool kid. He always wore the same light blue sweatshirt and wore the same baseball hat that NO ONE could touch. (Do all guys have like, fatherly instincts when it comes to their hats at that age?) He had an older sister whom I adored and taught me how to braid hair and would invite me over for sleepovers, even though I tended to spend most of the time with Andrew. He also had a little brother who drove me crazy. We had basically every teacher together in elementary school. But the summer after sixth grade, Andrew went to Idaho to visit family. He was in a car with his cousin, his sister and his cousins friend. He went with them while they got their nails done; he thought his cousins friend was hot (that’s so Andrew..) They were all wearing seat belts but they hit a pothole and Andrew was killed. He was the only one who died, but the others were injured.

Andrew’s death changed a lot of things about me and is still changing me today. It’s a strange experience, finding your best friend is no longer living. I can’t even  explain it. If you ever read the Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket (spelling?), he describes as follows:

“It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try to readjust the way you thought of things. The Baudelaire orphans were crying not only for their Uncle Monty, but for their own parents, and this dark and curious feeling of falling that accompanies every great loss.”

And that’s a pretty good description. I don’t really feel like typing anymore for the time being. Maybe I’ll add to this later…Maybe not…


Emo!Draco:

Quidditch!Ron:

AND LUNA! WITH SPECTRESPECS! YES! <3




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