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Pesuasiveeeee! Requirements::

Persuasive Speech Assignment

Prepare and deliver a 5 -7 minute speech in which you attempt to persuade the audience to agree

with your judgment of your topic OR to take a particular action.

Example topics for a Persuasive speech:

Be a blood donor.

The legal age to drink alcohol should be raised to 21.

Live without credit cards.

MACs are better than PCs

Your goal in this speech is to effect a change in your audience: either a change in their

attitudes/values toward your topic or a change in their behavior. To be persuasive, you will need

to blend information with reasoning. This means you need to provide strong persuasive appeals

based on solid research. (Be careful to avoid the common mistake of providing only information

and assuming the “facts” alone will be persuasive.)

Research Requirement: You are required to include a minimum of three references to outside

research in the body of your speech. It is up to you to determine how much research is enough to

properly develop your speech and where to use this research.

Visual Aid Requirement: You are required to use a visual aid in this assignment. Make sure

your visual aid supports your speech; do not use visual aids to BE the speech. (Do not use

outlines as visual aids.) IMPORTANT: Sometimes, the most effective visual aid is a single

item, shown only when it helps illustrate or explain a concept. Using a visual aid does not have

to mean making a complete PowerPoint presentation. It may mean something as brief as

displaying a chart while referring to statistics. Examine your speech for any part that would be

better with a visual aid, then prepare the aid accordingly.

Outline Requirement: You are required to turn in a formal, full-sentence outline of your

speech at the beginning of class on your assigned speaking date. Don’t forget to outline the

introduction and conclusion, as well as the body of your speech. Outside research MUST be

cited in a Bibliography of Sources at the end of your outline. IMPORTANT: This time, you

are required to indicate the pattern of organization you use. You can put this information in your

header, under your name.

Ken & Barbie <3

Homework still isn't done... will do it todayyyy!

I believe in fairy tales when I am falling for someone but think they are rubbish when I am hurt. THat is lame of me! What a hypocrite am I? However, I realized fairy tales happen all the time, I just don't see it because I am stuck in the middle of mine.

I received a fortune the other day, on a crucial day, that read,

"You have to kiss a lot of toads before you can find your prince."

What they don't tell you is:

Before Cinderella met Prince Charming, not only did she have to clean and obey her wicked step mother and step sister's every command but she had to deal with semi dating the boys at the local Royal university of London.

Before Ariel could meet Prince Eric, she had to date around in her waters and then struggle to even talk to the prince.

Before Belle could fall for the Beast she had to constantly deal with Gaston, who had bugged her about dating her whole time in that small provincial town.

Before Jasmine could meet Aladdin, she had to date a bunch of arrogant guys from other kingdoms.

SO before I can meet my prince, I really do have to deal with frogs. And that doesn't mean that my frogs are not someone else's prince.. it just means they are not mine. Maybe, I am in the middle. I am learning from the guys I know and the guys I date what I am looking for in my prince. I am learning that even when I feel like their is no light at the end of my tunnel, that there is always a happy ending waiting to happen. But most of all, I am learning about me. Happy endings with princes are never easy to achieve. They require lots of work and time. I know that all these toads are helping me to be able to handle the prince and all of his quirks that will cause my adoration for him, as well as my possible irritation with him.

All my life I have loved Barbie. Mainly in high school and college, people have said I am a Barbie doll. So as Princess Barbie, I am looking for a noble Prince Ken to hold and love my heart as I hope to do his. There aren't necessarily requirements per say, but there are things I have learned to look for, and things I like. They are listed below:

they must:

*be a worthy member of the gospel and love it most sincerely.

*be open-minded.

*not judge, but be loving in their criticism.

*have a sense of humor, compatible with my own, and have a love for laughter.

*want to be their best- always.

*be educated, at least enough to keep up with me.

*

(now more stupid stuff, that matters less than the above)

*be taller than me, even if only by a half inch.

*like sports.

*

I guess, most importantly they must be able to keep up with me pushing me every day to be better, to go farther, to love more (in a loving manner) and is willing to do what I want to do, whether it is skydiving to surfing to traveling.

So Prince Ken, if you are out there.. these are my hopes and aspirations. Hopefully, one day we will meet soon.

<3

Princess Barbie

I Love When It Auto FEEDS Your Entry.

I love school.

I need to do my homework.

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soon enough I will.

Pitter Patter to the Beat of My Heart

Somewhere between the time I first started this blog and now, blogging has kind of become a big deal. But my blog still isn't, or shall I say shouldn't, be a big deal. So hopefully it lays low and remains in the "What!?! You have a blog?!?!!" section! =]

hail.. my last mentioned subject.. well, I have found the hail to still be there. But my cover is so amazing that I tend to forget about said hail and am only reminded every now and then when I truly look around the cover! Yeaa! This is good [Just IN case you didn't know]. Oh and this cover isn't some little umbrella or a jacket held high over your head, oh no. This cover is like a fort, made of tin; strong, but still destroyable, large, but still small, and cute, but still manly. It may fall apart or maybe it will be built stronger like with steel. All I know is that I am enjoying the soft pitter patter of that extreme hail on my fort's tin roof, the music keeping time with the beat of my heart.

OH

EM

GEE

FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!

My new iPhone arrives like today, or maybe tomorrow!!!!! It doesn't really matter as long as I get it.. lol.. I think I want to name it Zach. I am not totally sure just yet. But Zach just feels like a bomb name!

I think I need to design a logo for my signature, just take a stroll through my graphic design experience and make something that is worth a little dabbling for.

Also, I think I need to make my page a bit different.. I should design a blog background specific to me [or shall I say my posts].

I really miss old life. Freshman Academy, the summer of 2008, life. I realize that I can't go back and that I should live for today and tomorrow, but I still miss it. I miss those friendships, those dramas. Small things that used to be huge and huge things that were always made small. I miss those "lifelong friends" and I truly believe they are.. but what happened to keeping in touch?What happened to that love? It isn't gone, is it? I don't think so, I just think it is kept quiet- back to huge things made small..

signing off- logo to be made soon

<3&thoughts,

Kylie

P.S. I love longboarding I really want a board.. something pretty.. I am thinking something of the cosmic grinder sort.

hail?

Where has time gone?

LIKE SERIOUS, it is NOVEMBER?!? WTF?!?!?

So, here is the deal I am busy busy busy. But I love it. My mom and I figured I have roughly 7 hours a day a week for play.. but I don't usually see it! And it is more on the weekends than anything. But I have been working like 25 hours a week, plus, school full time.. it has just been extremely busy! Andddd on top of that I just payed my application fee and all I need to do is get my transcripts from my current school sent and hopefully I will hear soon! OMG, so much is going on! I have no social life... I KNOW SHOCKING, right? It has just been busy busyy!

I need to crack down on homework. I have a 3-5 page paper due tomorrow which I will pound out tonight after work, and before I submit that lovely psychoanalysis I have to take an exam in my PoliSci class... that class is my easier class... and then crack the whip in ballet and then work! And most importantly I have to catch up in my Public Speaking class.. I haven't been to my once a week class in three weeks.. I am like officially screweddd. BUT, I think she will accept my doctor's note and let me just squeeze by.

UCLA specialist doesn't know what the eff is going on. He is only at UCLA on Thursdays. Thursdays are my longest days (meaning I have school all day) and my only day off other than Sunday. This means that I have no time for play ever. and that I will always have to just plan to be busy Monday through Saturday from 1-9 and then just the school hours of Tuesday morning and ALL Thursday- not to mention the Sunday church activities, which tend to leave me with no free time.

EFF

em

ELLE

But you know what?

I know that it will all be worth it when I am out of debt, have money saved, and am able to play at school.

Sometimes you need to deal with the rain to get to see that bow..

I like rain..

this just feels more like hail

and here I am

trying to cover up and get through the storm.

We will see what happens..

Fridays are always good days.

MONEY is sometimes good.

love is right.

and laughter can help you in the fight.

OCTOBER 9th,09

WHOA!

Where has time gone.

who knowssss

but guess what!??!?

I am goin to floRIDA next week and I can't even believe it! It is so exciting and scarrry and wonderful and if I play my cards right I am going to be movin and living with my best friend in like the whole world before a years time! OMG

my life has been crazy and this is not a front..

myabe I am just busy, or busy-in myself so I don't have anytime to thik.. but let's face it.. I tink a lot! haha and I am really happy with the road I have chosen.. be careful- don't think you know what I ma tlaking about,,,

gotta run.. work awaits! Tryin to get my 600 hours in! <3

my life is crazy

no time

for woes

sorry

for my pain

for my foes

I have made "a brilliant choice today"

and I am determined to keep it

So please stop tellin me things about my ex

for all I can bare is to think of him like dead

only knowing our past and not his now

so presently I am letting go

loving life

and movin forward

its not about where you have been

its about what you do with where you have been

just some thoughts

6275California

Wow, it has been forever since I wrote anything. I really should write something I feel! However, it is hard to allow myself to feel anything anymore. I don't know what to think or what to feel. Yet my number is rising and I am happy, the pressure is off. I am confident and know where I am going and who I am.. at least.. faking it ill you make it works too...

Things I have done..

I have cried, sobbed, and shreiked in pain.

I have jumped, not knowing what was going to happen, freely.

I have jumped off waterfalls and bridges alike.

I have been strong, a shoulder to cry on.

I have been strong to hold a pyramid up.

I have cheered for multiple teams.

I have practiced my high kick till I thought I was going to faint from all the jumping.

I have cheered people up.

I have turned friends into family.

I have turned memories into script.

I have etched memories into my brain so that there were no possible way to forget them.

I have hidden these etched memories so that I may stop hurting.

I have drowned, a hurt so bad that this is the only way I can explain it.

I have had my heart truly murdered, shredded and tossed.

I have been in like.

I have been in love.

I have been crazy in love.

I have been picking up the pieces and finding that only me and time can attempt to heal my shattered heart.

I have made life a project.

I have communicated.

I have been jealous.

I have been a tease.

I have been a jerk.

I have been sorry.

I have made stupid/bad decisions.

I have had to redirect my path.

I have been funny.

I have been charming.

I have been lovable.

I have been driven.

I have had extreme loved ones die, (at the time) before I thought they should have.

I have loved.

I have a best friend from the eternities.

I have a best friend or two.

I have had a bunch of different people come into my life and go out, but always remembered.

I have sang.

I have laughed.

I have attempted cartwheeling.

I have been a part of something bigger than myself.

I have done so much already, yet this is only a few. If I had to sum it up I would have to say that:

I have lived.

Okay well. You may not look at this anymore, that is okay.  Haha.. I guess playing hard to get isn't my thing. I really miss you. It is so hard to break my habit of telling you that I miss you, I love you, or some other cheesy, yet true, statement every night before I go to bed.  I always wonder if you are thinking of me when I am thinking of you.  Like remember when I would be just about to call you and you would call.. that kind of stuff is so weird! I miss my best friend. Don't put that stupid guard up.. I like your natural personality... I don't even know what to call it other than a guard, it is like you just get so hard.. and... I just can't find the words to explain it. It just so isn't you, or the you that you have shown me. I totally get this. And even though like I may not want it, I feel our relationship as one person to another is sooo tight that like I get it.. kind of like the phone call thing or like how even though I used to be like insecure via text I never actually worried that you wouldn't love me anymore, just maybe love someone else more than me, and that is totally possible, it still is.  But then again, I guess I was surprised that you never worried about that happening to you, me falling hard for another bloake. I always tried to make it so you never had any reason not to trust me.  I am glad we are still friends. I am not going to lie, I don't want to go a day with out talking.. even though it will happen, I just don't want it to.  You are my best friend.  Just like Becca, eventually it will come to a point where I am okay to not talk to you everyday because I will know that you will talk to me.. I guess I just need to give you the opportunity to be the one to not just be polite but actually want to talk to me.  You may never read this.. that my friend.. will be okay. I will be okay.  My heart will heal and maybe even be mended by another's. It is going to be alright. I just pray you will be a/my friend.

Pick One.

sooo what is love anyway?

a song that makes your heart feel like flying?

a boy who gives you butterflies? or make your heart skip a beat?

a reaction to being with someone who you want to spend the forevers with?

a statement that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?

or

is it simply a broken heart that has been finally mended by the tears, smile, and laughter of that one person who you trust the most?

well,

I think it is all of the above.

but what happens when 

your heart tries to fly it falls?

that boy who gave you butterflies stomped all of those butters dead?

or made your heart not skip a beat but stop beating?

that wanting to spend the forevers is not reciprocated?

or

it is that mending being torn apart by that same person you trust most?

I guess that is one of two things:

death

or

a broken heart

How funny, that those two feel so much alike.

so now,

 pick one.

That Someone..

*Someone who loves me because I am passionate and intense
*Someone who loves me because I am way too "communicating"
*Someone who lets me be in the spotlight
*Someone who likes it when I make a goof of myself in public
*Someone who likes my singing either when I am trying or when I am not
*Someone who enjoys my accompaniment and wants to spend as much time with me as possible
* Someone with a good sense of humor
* Someone who loves my family and can handle their humor
* Someone who chooses me eternally forever
* Someone who is genuine, honest, loyal, and trustworthy
* Someone who has charisma and is charming
* Someone to treat me like I am one in 7 bazillion and the most amazing girl he has ever met, I want him to be crazy about me..
* Someone who wants to tell me everything from dancing ballet as a young boy to the moment he first laid eyes on me.
* Someone who will put me to sleep when I get too tired, let me hold the remote control [when needed], and cry with me during the sad parts of T.V. shows, books, and movies.

Words...

Desperate
is not a word in my vocabulary.


el
oh
ve
ee
is just another word I'll never learn to pronounce.


l-own-lee
is a word I will never know how to spell.

Facebook Obsessive

I have stuff to do. I do them. I having nothing left. I have a lot of free time. I write e-mails. I call friends. I text. I lay out in the sun. I listen to music. I facebook. I eat. I sleep.

my basic routine.
basic.
lame.

Are there anymore quizzes to take? Any more friends to "stalk"? Is there anything else to be done?

I have learned how to play 2 songs on the piano by heart. I am a self taught one handed pianist.
BOREDDD.


How are you so busy?

"us" time

IS NON EXISTENT.

I guess that is what comes of a long distance relationship.

So of course I am bummed when our skype times are cancelled or delayed hours.

and then when the other half of this heart we share is way busy all the time - in fact, so busy that he feels I am a low priority - makes this suck. I write in the blog, I send e-mails, I text, I call, I facebook.. he texts..maybe.

I hate being in love.

what a joke.



<3

WE ARE

MARSHALL!!

Let me see/hear your team spirit!

RIP

for all those taken before their time.

You are loved, missed, and always remembered.

loveloveloveloveloveloooovvve

hate is a strong word..

sunbathing, suntanning, sunning.

ya, that's right, its going down.

=]

ATTENTION PEOPLE OF THE WORLD

please communicate better.

<#3

What is wrong? Why do we give so much for little in return?

I recently was texting a boy, whom I once had a relationship with and had been way serious, at the time of this digital conversation I was under the impression that we were just as serious if not more and was in something that would appear as a long distance relationship without any official titles. 

When I replied to a statement of his and questioned his affirmation he gave an answer to half the statement.  When I later questioned the other part of why life is just kind of ok, he responded that the other part was the reason, so I responded, simply, with “Oh I thought maybe it might be ‘cause the kylie thing.”  Setting up the perfect situation for him to shine and say something completely sweet that would have swept me off my feet and fill that loneliness that comes from being far, far away from someone you love, from your best friend.  However to my heartbreak he replied, eloquently, with “Haha. No.” Slapped across the face, I respond.  After a half hour later and a few more texts to him left unreplied I send, “Okkkk well.. Do you feel ok?” Only to be torn again with, “Yeah. Texting is just annoying.”  Honestly, did that just happen?  I write back.  There is no need for me to say what I said. 

But, how did that just happen?  It was him to suggest that we text in the first place because he didn’t want to speak to me over the phone and because it was easier to text while doing homework.  The worst thing about this situation is, I am still hurt.  It hurts so much that I was just like slapped across the face by someone I thought loved me the way I loved him.  And on top of that, I don’t think he even knows or cares that this event caused this affect on me. 

I love how one can feel so strongly about another without the other feeling the same.  When is love ever equal?

Whoever said, “All you need is love,” was wrong.  All you need is to find someone who loves you with that same intensity and the same desire that you love them at the same time.

Apparently, I am the one who has been left falling on blind eyes or deaf ears or whatever, but I am unseen...

            once again.

 

Sincerely,

Girl with a broken heart and tear stained face.

I had a bad day

I'm taking one down

I sang a sad song

but it didnt turn around

I wish you were here

you seem not to care

is this real?

or only whats fair?

I had a bad day

the weather don't mind

I thought you should know

I'm thinking of you all the time

There's no forever with you

no matter what I do

I am always gonna compete

with you to be seen

I thought this was different

I thought you were mine

I guess hearts are fooled

MOST OF THE TIME

ohhhhhh

I Had A Bad Dayyy

yaa yaaaa

I had a bad dayyyyyy.

<3

Love is a many splendid things:

Love is intense.

Love is passionate.

Love is beautiful.

Love is strong.

Love is abundant.

Love is fun.

But most of all,

Love is real.

War Paint

clinique

chocolate soleil

teddy

picture perfect.

summer 09

retake.

i am booooooorrrrrrreeeed!

way way way way way way way borrred!

sooo what now?

end.

summer 09

This summer should be greattt.

Fedora hats, short skirts, great beaches, and hottness.

Lets just say I am looking forward to these events.

PATIENCE

has been long gone.

summer 09

really?

for as much as I am going to do.. 

i am bored.

I miss you.

you know who you are.

ya I'll look back and think "wow that was fun!" but now.. I don't know how I feel...

My Days Lately.

zZzZlalalaZzZz.-6

shhhower.-8

i WORK hard for the money, so hard...-11

study-2

SSE! SPIRIT, take it high! SSE!-5

EAT??-6

Hommmme Work!-10

zZzZlalalaZzZz-6

An Ode to Homework.

Week ends are for playing.

Week days are for studying.

Yet, somehow I am still studying come Saturday night!

life sometimes really stinks!

Study Abroad

So my topic today is about studying abroad.

How come it feels like everyone around me is doing it?

Yet, someone like me who truly wants to and has wanted to study abroad since she can remember will probably never have the opportunity to do so?

I don't get it.

I want to wake up one day and look out my window to see Jerusalem, Israel or Paris, France or London, England.

When will I be able to?

Sitting in pawdunk rexburg is not fun anymore.

DON'T GET ME WRONG: I love BYU-Idaho but I definitely don't love Idaho the way I love California.  

I want to travel and go places where I have never been!

I want to go to the East Coast, put my feet in the Atlantic Ocean.  I want to go to France, eat a real french baguette. I want to go to Israel, visit the places of the Bible.  I want to go somewhere in the Caribbean or like Hawaii, learn how to surf with the natives.

i think i am done now.

rant over.