Christmas Time

So this song was the song on my alarm clock the other day, and I laid in my bed and listened to the whole thing because I thought it was so... well, cute really. It's CHEESY, I know, but it makes me want to personally write every U.S. soldier to tell them how much we all appreciate everything they do, every day. It always brings tears to my eyes...






The video clip at the end breaks my heart.




Merry Merry Christmas everyone!!

My Quirks

I don't really want to put all the rules and that stuff... So here are some of my quirks, and believe me, there are more than this. :)


1. I hate hate HATE it when people read the same paper/screen/book over my shoulder, or right next to me. It's the worst for me with the newspaper. After I figure out that someone is reading the same thing as me, I either turn the screen off or move the paper back and forth so they can't read it.

2. I also have to have every door that I can see from my bed shut before I go to sleep; my closet doors, my door, and sometimes even my mudroom door which is completely out of view to me. It also has to be close to pitch black, so I cover my cell phone, iPod, and anything else that could produce an annoying glow.

3. When I go downstairs to my bedroom to go to bed, I'm usually the last one up in my house, so all the lights up and downstairs are off. When I make my way anywhere throughout my house though, I have to have lights on, so I come from the mudroom with the light on, down to the stairs to turn that light on, back to the mudroom to turn that light off and close the door, down to my bathroom to turn the light on, back to the stairs to turn that light off, to my room to turn that light on, back to the bathroom to turn the light off, and finally back to my room. Just writing that makes me tired.

4. I set my alarm for about a half hour to an hour and a half earlier than when I need to wake up, just so I can press snooze a lot, and feel like I'm sleeping in.

5. I HATE eating a sandwich with the condiments (mustard, mayo, etc.) and lettuce on bottom. They do this at Subway all the time, and then I have to eat the sandwich upside down, so the condiments are on top, and this makes me look like a fool.

6. Sometimes I get in these house-cleaning moods where I just want to go crazy and clean/organize anything and everything. This usually happens when my parents go out of town; I think it's because I don't like to clean when they tell me I have to. That's right, I 'm a rebel. :)

7. (I thought of another one) In my car, when you turn it off and take the keys out of the ignition, my stereo makes five loud beeps, and I always have to be out of the car before the beeping stops.

8. (I thought of another another one) I absolutely hate people that are fake!! You don't necessarily have to be fake, but flirty, or annoying, or afraid to be made fun of for your mistakes or 'quirks' or stuff like that. URGH just thinking about this makes me so angry!




Wow, this turned out to be a little bit of a "steam release" for me. Nice.

Not really, though. I hate "releasing steam" to others too.





p.s.(Ali and I went to Vegas this past weekend for a Thanksgiving tournament, and I'll post on that later, even though Ali's team did better than mine.)

Inevitable

You knew it was coming... The Utah-BYU game. Holy (insert colorful noun here), I don't even know what to say. This was an awesome U of U season, an awesome awesome awesome game, and I think it's the most I've ever been into college football and its stats. Rather than rub it in the faces of my BYU-fan friends some more(only because I took so much crap all last week and never said ONE WORD back), I'll just illustrate the event with pictures that my dad and I took at the game.

The crowds re-storming the field.

The final score.

Paul Kruger during one of his t.v. interviews.

Paul Kruger still during one of his t.v. interviews. I met him, got him to sign my 'poster', and even got my hand on t.v.!! Let me tell you, that man is large and solid. See the top of my head at the bottom? :)

ME AND MATT ASIATA!!! I look a little... different. Different can be good. But I don't care, because that's MATT. ASIATA.

Matt Asiata signing my 'poster'. That's my sharpie he's using!! Matt Asiata touched my sharpie!

I also was about a foot away from Louie Sakoda, but he ran off too quickly for me to get a picture with him. I was rather depressed though, because basically the whole reason why I made my parents jump an 8 foot wall to get the field was to meet Freddie Brown, but (of course) he was nowhere to be seen. :'( :'( :'( I even brought a great sign for him and everything.

Best. Weekend. EVER.

THE NEXT/OTHER COUNTDOWN BEGINS!

So, this is pretty much the best week of my life. Not only did I score an incredible ticket to Twilight's 12:01 showing on Thursday/Friday, but I also have a ticket to the highly anticipated Utes game this Saturday/tomorrow. I guess you could say I'm more than stoked for this game!!! Every time I think about it and the fact that I'm going, I get so giddy and cheery inside. Even if we lose, which isn't likely :), it's still going to be an awesome game.

And by the way, I'm pretty much in love with "Downtown/Touchdown" Freddie Brown #88.

THE COUNTDOWN!!

The Countdown Begins...

Not that it hasn't been going ever since I picked up a copy of 'Twilight', but, that's besides the point. THE TWILIGHT MOVIE COMES OUT THIS WEEK, and I'm what you could call... more than stoked!! If all goes well, Alyssa and I are going to the midnight showing of it on Thursday night, and I can hardly even wait!! Even if the movie isn't anything like what I pictured the book being, that's still ok, cuz... oh, I don't know... IT'S TWILIGHT, BABY!! I'm a little obsessed, yeah, but who doesn't have a guilty pleasure, right??


Pictures to follow later this week.

HALLOWEEN!!

Need I say more?? Halloween's gotta be THE best holiday EVER!! Although, I've got to say, my friends kinda had me depressed.... It's the only day out of the whole entire year that anyone can dress as anything in the whole wide world that they want to, and some people didn't dress up at all. WHY THE HECK NOT??? SERIOUSLY?!? I wish Halloween was every day of every year so I could dress up every day and not get those funny looks that I usually get anyway. I mean, just think of the possibilities! When I went to all of the stores on Friday with Emo(Emily Andrews) and Debbie, everyone and their dog was dressed up, and I told them all that I loved their costume(even if I didn't) because it's just so fun.

My weekend in a nutshell (I don't know why you would care about my weekend, but here goes anyway):


Thursday night:

Watched The Office. Went to Tanner's to hang out with Matt, Jordan, Tanner, Debbie, and later with Camille and Crystal. Walked to the gas station. Had "fun" along the way(haha, you had to be there). Convinced Debbie to get off the cemetary park bench, by herself, in the dark. Quite a feat.


Friday:

Went to about a million stores with Debbie and Emo to buy supplies for me and Debbie's party on Saturday night. After I got home, Me, Alyssa, Kelsey Christensen, Emily Cummings, Caitlin Bird, Monica Wood, and some other chicks went to Matt Davies' house for a party there. Alyssa and I left after about an hour of the party to pick up Jenny and go to Debbie's for a party/movie. Debbie's was fun but NO ONE DRESSED UP. Urgh...


Saturday:

Wow, where to begin. At ten, I went to work, and I left there at two. After going to a couple stores to look for a costume, I got home and showered and got everything ready for Debbie and I's party that night. At six, I left to go to Jenny's house to set up, and at seven, the party started. I don't know about anyone else there, but I had a lot of fun. I wonder why....(again, you had to be there) I don't think anyone besides me, Kelsey, Alyssa, Thomas, and Cameron and maybe Ali had fun. But that's ok. :)


Sunday:

Uh, went to church?



I LOVE HALLOWEEN!!!!!(with 5 exclamation points!)


p.s.( Thank you to everyone who donated to our party funds (there were just SO many)!! Especially Matt. Thank you!)

p.s.s.( If I get any pictures back from anytime this weekend, I'll post them, but I don't have any as of right now. Sorry.)

p.s.s.s.(I still want people to do my "Numbers Game" thing on their blogs(see below).)

The Numbers Game

So this is one of those survey/get-to-know-you kinda things, and I want anyone who reads it to do it on their blog too. Here goes:


1 OF YOUR NICKNAMES: Mo

2 DREAM CARS: Chrysler Crossfire, Aston Martin V12 Vanquish

3 FAVORITE COLORS: red, black, purple

4 FAVORITE SPORTS(if any): soccer, football, hockey, basketball

5 FAVORITE BOOKS: Island of the Blue Dolphins, She Said Yes, the Twilight series(that counts as one :), Of Mice and Men, and the Rats of NIMH series(counts as one as well)

6 FAVORITE MOVIES: The Guardian, We Are Marshall, Ladder 49, Miss Congeniality 1 & 2(go figure... it counts as one), Gladiator, JAWS ;)

7 FAVORITE FOODS: Squash, spinach, cheesecake, my mom's taco salad, char shu fried rice, mashed potatoes and gravy, chicken lo mein

8 FAVORITE SONGS: "Where is the Love?", "I Tried", "Shine Your Light", "Be My Escape", "Angel", "One Heart", "Settle for a Slowdown", "River Flows in You"

9 FAVORITE STORES TO SHOP AT: American Eagle, Wet Seal, 5 7 9, Modbe/Shade/Down East Basics, Charlotte Russe, Rue 21, Forever 21, Maurice's, Bath and Body Works

10 DESIRED VACATION SPOTS: London, Austrailia, New York City, Paris, Fiji, North Carolina, Switzerland, Ireland, Costa Rica, Monterey Bay - California

The End [of the world as I know it]

Wow. Two words. Just two words! Who knew they could cut so deep into me?

When I read the last two words ("THE END", obviously) on the last page of the last book in the Twilight series, it just hurt. It CAN'T be done!! What am I supposed to read now?? How am I supposed to spend my time from 11:00 to 11:30 every night?! What about Edward, Bella, Renesmee, Jacob, Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, Charlie, Emmett, and Rosalie?? They were so much a part of my life, and now it's like they're dead!


I'm so desperate.


p.s. to Lynette: I know. I know, okay?? It took me forever to finish, but I was pacing myself!! And even then it was too fast! Urgh...

High Blood Pressure? You Betcha.

Holy cow. Last night, I went to the Utes game with my mom and dad, and let me tell ya, it was the closest thing to a heart attack that I ever want to have. It was like an emotional roller coaster ride; we were winning, we were losing, we came back with under two minutes, etc. It was so intense. I know that before, I complained about only being able to go to a couple games, but believe me, if the few games I go to are anything like last night, I'll never complain about them again in my life. It was so worth it. Best game of the season so far, by far, even though we didn't play near as well as we could/should have.

When Oregon scored first, I thought we might be in for a beating, but my Utes came through, like most times. My very favorite part of the whole game was when we had just scored the last touchdown, the two-point conversion, created a defensive stop, and set up the ball for our wonder kicker, Louie Sakoda, the crowd was going balistic until about the five seconds before the kick, when the whole stadium went so quiet, it was almost eerie. The explosion of celebration after the kick just about made me pass out. Even just thinking about it, I get a little winded. :) It was the most I've ever screamed, cheered, and yelled at any single event ever.

It was so sick.(I kept telling my mom that. I was like, "MOM!! That was so SICK!! Oh my gosh, that was just so sick!! I can't even understand the capacity of it!!", and she was like, "Yeah, it was(not really knowing/understanding how incredible I thought it was.)". I also kept asking her why I wasn't born a guy so that I could play football like this, because I'm basically obsessed.) My only regret(and biggest) about the whole night was the fact that we couldn't storm the field with all the other crazed fans after the game, because we were too high up.

I CAN'T WAIT until I'm a student there. :) :) :)

Just an Update

Just a quick update on my hectic, fun-filled life:


School is.... school. What else is there to describe it with? Oh, yeah, boring, stressful, depressing, dirty, and tiring(feel free to add more). Idk I'm just not a big fan of school at all. If I had my way, I'd work all day and night if it meant that I'd be getting my "hot-sexy" car that much sooner. SOMEwhere over the rainbow....


Soccer is actually pretty good right now. I'm actually glad I was cut from the high school team. From what I hear, all (sorry sorry sorry) hell has broken loose on the team. Girls are getting in fist-fights, everyone's offending everyone, there's lots of stabbing-in-the-back, the coach is a royal pain, etc. Oh, and not to forget the bratty/catty girls that come along with it. Instead, Ali and I are on the Rush provisional team, and so far, I like it a lot, and I feel like I've actually gotten better since starting it only a couple of weeks ago. When my Cougars competition team got back together after the high school season last year, all of us were worse than before, so maybe now I can actually say that I got better instead of worse. I LOVE LOVE LOVE my coach, Nathaniel, cuz... 1) He's very attractive 2) He's an awesome coach 3) He's personal with you when trying to help you get better 4) He's still way attractive 5) He has an amazing British accent. It's also pretty cool cuz Ali and I are captains. In a nutshell, I don't think this fall season will be long enough for me. Not that I don't miss seeing my Cougar soccer girls almost everyday at practice, but that's a different story. My coach isn't hot on that team. :)


Work.... sucks. Why does it seem like everyone I work with is out to get me, when I'm always the one to cover for them? Idk, it just seems like it's me vs. the other 3 'night people'. And I don't get paid near enough for what I do.


Utah is doing pretty good this far into the season/pre-season, and I'm definitely stoked for the few games I F-I-N-A-L-L-Y get to go to. I'm still frustrated though, because this is the second year my parents have gotten season tickets, and I suggested that they get a third one for me, having me pay my way, and all of a sudden, my little brother and sister(who don't even know what a football is, not to mention that it's also a game....) are being included in the season ticket-fiasco. We're splitting the six games up, which kinda blows, but it's ok cuz I'm definitely going to the UofU-BYU game.




That's all for now, and I'm crazy tired, so I'm gonna go hibernate for awhile.



P.S. My aunt and her family's dog just died from a long fight with cancer yesterday, so PLEASE PLEASE remember them in your prayers, because if you've ever lost a dog, it honestly feels like a brother/son/best friend is gone. I spent practically the whole summer with them and Joey, so it hurts for me too. Please please please remember. :'(

In Honor Of The Fallen

Remember the day....

You remember where you were, what you were doing.... Remember all the 2,996 innocent lives that were taken.... Remember the shock New York felt with each attack/collapse, as well as the shock the nation was rocketed with.... Remember those who rushed in, as others streamed out.... Remember all the families left behind by loved ones.... Remember the haunting silence as the dust settled on the streets of Manhattan.... Remember each painful tear that was shed.... Remember each hero.... Remember the day that changed all of our lives.... Remember why our country is "The Land Of The Free, And The Home Of The Brave".... Remember why we stand taller now than ever before.

In Memory and Honor of the Fallen:

'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL'

You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001. Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK..I am ready to go.'

I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. 'Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now.'

I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.

I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan .

I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor. Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you. But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are 'ready to go. '

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

[In The Arms Of An] Angel: By Sarah McLachlan

Spend all your time waiting

For a break that would make it okay

There's always one reason

To feel not good enough

And its hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction

Oh beautiful release

Memory seeps from my veins

Let me be empty

And weightless and maybe

Ill find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line

And everywhere you turn

There's vultures and thieves at your back

And the storm keeps on twisting

You keep on building the lie

That you make up for all that you lack

It dont make no difference

Escaping one last time

It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh

This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort there

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

Shine Your Light: By Robbie Robertson



The cry of the city like a siren's song


Wailing over the rooftops the whole night long


Saw a shooting star like a diamond in the sky


Must be someone's soul passing by





These are the streets


Where we used to run


Where your Papa's from


These are the days


Where you become what you become


These are the streets


Where the story's told


The truth unfolds


Darkness settles in





Shine your light down on me


Lift me up so I can see


Shine your light when you're gone


Give me the strength


To carry on, carry on





Don't wanna be a hero


Just an everyday man


Trying to do the job the very best he can


But now it's like living on borrowed time


Out on the rim, over the line


Always tempting fate like a game of chance


Never wanna stick around to the very last dance


Sometimes i stumble and take a hard fall


Lose hold of your grip off the wall





Shine your light down on me


Lift me up so I can see


Shine your light when you're gone


Give me the strength to carry on


Carry on





I thought i saw him walking by the side of the road


Maybe trying to find his way home





He's here but not here


He's gone but not gone


Just hope he knows if I get lost





Shine your light down on me


Lift me up so I can see


Shine your light when you're gone


Give me the strength to carry on


To carry on

New York City Skyline Before September 11, 2001:

New York City Skyline After September 11, 2001:

Never forget, and always remember.

Post # 1

Idk what else to title it.

So, here I am(well, my blog, anyway) at the new official site of me, Morganne Nielsen.

I don't really know what else to tell you....maybe Congratulations on finding my blog? Yay! Good for you.

Not that this isn't boring or anything, but I'm gonna go work on the 118-problem math packet that I got today, thus emphasizing my overwhelming hate for math. It's only the first week of school, for heaven's sake.


See ya, and welcome to my new blog.