<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934</id><updated>2011-12-05T23:07:08.974-08:00</updated><category term='plu idol'/><category term='sad'/><category term='disney'/><category term='south'/><category term='fish'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='bug'/><category term='stumble upon'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='whiplash'/><category term='Jori'/><category term='packing'/><category term='room'/><category term='plu'/><category term='truth'/><category term='summer'/><category term='stop saying just shoot me now'/><category term='cody botten'/><category term='family'/><category term='mandrake'/><category term='video'/><category term='fire alarm'/><category term='nw trek'/><category term='myself'/><category term='countdown'/><category term='work'/><category term='dance'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='whale watching'/><category term='alphabet'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='breathe'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='reading'/><category term='schedule'/><category term='americas got talent'/><category term='eric ward'/><category term='twenty'/><category term='school'/><category term='game'/><category term='directions'/><category term='movie'/><category term='april fools'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='bands'/><category term='speech'/><category term='sick'/><category term='meetings'/><category term='fortune cookie'/><category term='new zealand'/><category term='love'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='breakups'/><category term='list'/><category term='workout'/><category term='plutonic'/><category term='quote'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='roommate'/><category term='perfume'/><category term='skype'/><category term='winter'/><category term='21'/><category term='nail polish'/><category term='homework'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='nicholas sparks'/><category term='amazon'/><category term='funerals'/><category term='the worlds fastest indian'/><category term='friends'/><category term='hermonic'/><category term='oceanography'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='dining dollars'/><category term='open letters'/><category term='music'/><category term='happy'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='book'/><category term='television'/><category term='nanowrimo'/><category term='ra'/><category term='car accident'/><category term='to do list'/><category term='flood'/><category term='food'/><category term='new years'/><category term='tunnel'/><category term='a knights tale'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='volunteering'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='LollaPLUza'/><category term='pledge'/><category term='snow'/><title type='text'>Random thoughts of a college student</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-222060743168629777</id><published>2011-05-31T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T10:58:56.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Vegas boats</title><content type='html'>So I am officially out of school. Everything is back in place in my room, although it is still extremely messy. I am slowly working on cleaning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also started cooking again. I made pizza-flavored pasta sauce and spaghetti. Last night I made bbq bacon burgers. Tonight, I am taking a break and going out to dinner at the casino buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer I was supposed to go to Las Vegas for my birthday, but I am not sure that is happening anymore. My dad was freaking out because he thought he was going to lose his job and didn't want to spend much money this summer. That I understood. Now I don't. As I speak, he is on his way to buy ANOTHER boat, aka his THIRD. I just don't understand. He can buy three boats and go to the casino A LOT yet he can't take me to Vegas for my 21ST like he already PROMISED me! I am still hoping that I can convince my parents to take me; I will just have to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's plan: run errands (post office, library, etc.), shower, clean, read, relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-222060743168629777?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/222060743168629777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/vegas-boats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/222060743168629777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/222060743168629777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/vegas-boats.html' title='Vegas boats'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5283981249829885441</id><published>2011-05-17T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:09:41.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>8 days of spaghetti spoons</title><content type='html'>So I am officially done with Badminton!&lt;br /&gt;And my comic presentation for english 225 is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a house dinner-which was...ridiculous. My RA wrote on the bathroom mirror that this was going on at 6. At 5:30, my class ended and I went back to my room. My RA and a few other RAs were in the lounge making dinner. I said I would come back at 6 and went to my room. At 6, I came out and my RA was no where to be found. The other RA's asked if I wanted spaghetti. I said yes, and then they had to make more noodles. The cookies they made were burnt and crispy and disgusting. All they had were plastic spoons. When the noodles were done, I sat down and struggled to eat my spaghetti with a spoon. At 6:30, the RAs started to leave and I was left struggling with my spoon. I finished, left and now here I am. I just don't understand why they even bothered with this meal when they so obviously didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching House right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 8 more days. I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight: house, tumblr, glee, dancing with the stars, critique witness papers, body of proof season finale, work on psych presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: last day of work, psych group meeting, english 300, work reflection meeting, work on psych presentation some more, american idol, relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking to procrastinate? Try this game out!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/435657&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5283981249829885441?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5283981249829885441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/8-days-of-spaghetti-spoons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5283981249829885441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5283981249829885441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/8-days-of-spaghetti-spoons.html' title='8 days of spaghetti spoons'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6313269364102511295</id><published>2011-05-15T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:42:19.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LollaPLUza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hermonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plutonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>10 days of schoolwork</title><content type='html'>Wow. The end of school is approaching fast. 10 days until I go home. I am so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, before I get to go home, I have a few things to do. Like packing. Ugh. There is so much stuff in my room. You never really realize how much stuff is in your room until you try moving it all out. I have taken a few small loads back home when I went home for the weekend. It feels like it barely made a dent. My parents are coming up next weekend to take my fridge and another load. Hopefully after that everything will be able to fit in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also have to do lots of stuff for my classes. For english 300, I have to comment on other people's final paper rough drafts and then write my own paper. For english 225, I have to finish my comic and present it. I have my rough draft done and people seemed to like that. I might just tweak the ending a little and leave the rest. For psychology, I have the most it seems. I have a group presentation about ADHD, a final paper, and a final test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, my schedule will look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEAD WEEK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 5/16: Work. Meeting with psych group. English 300.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 5/17: Last day of PE. English 225 comic presentation. Psychology.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 5/18: Last day of work. English 300. Work reflection meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 5/19: Last day of English 225. Psychology group presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FINALS WEEK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 5/24: Psychology final. Psychology final paper due.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 5/25: English 300 paper due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then home and summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. Until then, it will be all homework and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had a fun day yesterday. It was nice out and it was LollaPLUza, which is an outdoor festival with free food, activities, and bands. I went with some friends and walked around and listened to some bands. I also dunked one of my friends in the dunk tank. haha&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I went to the PLUtonic/HERmonic summer concert. PLUtonic and HERmonic and the guys and girls acapella singing groups. It was a really fun day with great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to start the homework that won't stop. More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6313269364102511295?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6313269364102511295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-days-of-schoolwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6313269364102511295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6313269364102511295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-days-of-schoolwork.html' title='10 days of schoolwork'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8777549550572811325</id><published>2011-05-10T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:15:58.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dining dollars'/><title type='text'>15 days of procrastinating</title><content type='html'>Right now I am on Pandora listening to my quick mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours by Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is officially 15 days of school left. Everything seems to coming to an end so quickly. Everything that is except my dining dollars. These do not roll over to next year. Once the year is done, they dissappear. And of course, I have an ungodly amount of them. I think I am down to $300 now. For 15 days. Oh. My. GOSH. How do I even have this many? It's not like I don't eat anything at all. AND to make it worse, I have the small meal plan. I have no idea how I ended up with this many. I guess I am going to go on a major market spree on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria, Maria (Wyclef remix) by Santana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few days...ok, let's be honest, WEEKS, I have procrastinated so much. Take for example my psychology article critique. It is due today. In about a half hour. I just finished (and started) it. I totally planned on doing it yesterday, but nope, I left it off until right before class. I have just had no motivation to do things since spring break. I leave EVERYTHING until the last minute. ONLY 15 MORE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Psyhcology, I really really REALLY hope that it's cancelled. Or at least a short class. A few weeks ago, she went on a cancelling rampage. We had class cancelled on a tuesday, then we had it on thursday. Then, it was cancelled for the whole week after that. I think the day we came back we watched a movie about Genie, the wild child, and I almost fell asleep. The next day or something we had a test. I rocked it. I got a 92.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Georgia by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in Psychology, we have to do a group project. Our group hasn't started at all. We present next week. But I am pretty sure the whole class is in the same boat. We choose our topics forever ago, before all of the cancelled classes. She still wants to squeeze teaching three chapters into the rest of our semester. And presenting all our projects. There's not enough time. In my opinion, she should just cancel the projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my english class, we had poetry due (which I left until the night before) on tuesday. However, before we even turned it in, she gave us our new assignment. Come on, give me a little turn around time! BUT that is our last assignment and it's totally open. I am hoping that it will be easy, because really she has no set requirements besides the fact that it needs to focus on witnessing. It doesn't even matter what form you write it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps getting better by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, one of my friends got in a car accident. Her seat was broken so her seatbelt wasn't working. She had to have surgery, and she broke her arm. Her face is all scratched up and bruised. She is back home now though, so I am grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 years by Five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for something awkward: breakups you don't know about. I was at dinner the other day with some of my friends and one of them mentioned that she missed Evan (her boyfriend) and then started to talk about how the break up was hard for her. I was sitting there like what? You broke up? When? And then of course, you don't want to ask more especially because they assume that you already know... awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fortunate by Cartel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have got to go to Psychology now. I HOPE IT'S CANCELLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8777549550572811325?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8777549550572811325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/15-days-of-procrastinating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8777549550572811325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8777549550572811325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/15-days-of-procrastinating.html' title='15 days of procrastinating'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2327720066369154024</id><published>2011-05-03T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:38:12.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Minors are grool.</title><content type='html'>So on Monday at work, I was walking a class to the library with my friend Alexis and talking to one of the kids in the line. Anyways, he said that we looked small. I just assumed he meant short. I am only 5'5" and Alexis is shorter than me. No one was arguing. Then he said that I looked like I was 16 and Alexis looked 14. Haha. Only 4 years off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited because I have no work tomorrow so my day doesn't actually start until 3:40. I will definitely be sleeping in and then possibly going shopping (For mothers day gifts!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching Glee. I love this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken major strides on figuring out what I want to do. I declared my minor in PPA (Publishing and printing arts) last week. I am also getting a minor in psychology, but I have yet to declare that one. I emailed the professor and he emailed me back right away asking if we could meet during work. I said that those times don't work for me and he never emailed me back. I need to get on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think you can dance commercial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am registered for next semester classes. No class on friday!&lt;br /&gt;-Art of the book (for my PPA minor)&lt;br /&gt;-Black and white photography&lt;br /&gt;-Personality theories (psych)&lt;br /&gt;-Social psychology&lt;br /&gt;-Jazz dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Mean Girls today while eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in badminton, some kid dislocated his knee. How do you even do that while playing badminton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2327720066369154024?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2327720066369154024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/minors-are-grool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2327720066369154024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2327720066369154024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/05/minors-are-grool.html' title='Minors are grool.'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6087123086381497955</id><published>2011-04-26T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T12:56:27.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicholas sparks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Dance with critiques</title><content type='html'>The other day I had a conversation with some friends at dinner. Somehow we got to the topic of books and to Nicholas Sparks. One of my friends said that she thought the notebook was stupid and she didn't get it. She didn't think it was sad at all. I literally wanted to slap here right then and there. I love Nicholas Sparks and I love the notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching a movie called Dance with me. Vanessa Williams and Chayanne are in it. I haven't seen it in a long time, and don't really remember any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Spring break, I cut 12" off my hair and donated it to locks of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only about four more weekends until the end of school. There is still so much I want to do, but there doesn't seem to be enough time. This weekend I think that I am either going to Moxee or Ocean shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my autobiographical writing class, we had to critique other's stories last week. Some of these are so hard to critique just because of the subject matter they are on. For example, there is one girl who isn't the best writer in the bunch and makes a lot of mistakes, but she writes on being in a gang. I am so scared as to what to ask her. I mean can I ask more about the gang life or do I even want to know? Then, there is another girl who wrote about attempting to commit suicide LAST YEAR. I mean, I have no idea what to write on her critique. It's such a personal issue that I don't really know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many dining dollars left in my account. I have like $300 and only one more month. I don't know why. I mean I have the mini dining plan, so it's not like I have a lot to start out with. But appartently, I just don't eat enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new favorite song of the moment. It is amazing and I could just listen to it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 317px" width="388" height="317"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jdlTt3E7w4Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jdlTt3E7w4Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6087123086381497955?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6087123086381497955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-with-critiques.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6087123086381497955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6087123086381497955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-with-critiques.html' title='Dance with critiques'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1165700330420003462</id><published>2011-04-18T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:48:37.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='directions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>21 books</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. It's been way too long since I blogged. I wish I could say that I have been super busy or on a trip or something, but nope. I have been here. I have had plenty of time to post but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...so the other day I was invited to a 21st birthday party from a high school friend. First of all, I'm not 21 yet, so it wasn't even a possibility. Second of all, I literally haven't seen her for like two years. When I texted her a while ago, she had deleted my number. So I was really surprised that she invited me. However, I looked and she had invited every single one of her facebook friends. Way to personalize it. Then, last week I was invited to another 21st. They are going to keep coming up and I am going to keep saying no. My birthday isn't until the end of the June. I don't know what I want to do yet. I am going to las vegas for a week in july to celebrate, but the actual night of my birthday? Maybe go the casino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I suck at directions. Before spring break Britta and Laura came up and I had to give them directions. I thought it would just be easier to do it on mapquest. Boy, was I wrong. It didn't go the exact way I went and I got thoroughly confused. I am not good at directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those girls who wear mega amounts of perfume? Yeah, you know the one. It's my best friend. You can smell her from across the room. When she borrowed a sweatshirt, I got it back smelling like her perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For work, we have this celebration of service we can go to every year and get paid. I was totally planning on going. I mean money for doing nothing and free food. What can get better than that? It was planned for tuesday. It was printed that way on the work calendar and in my planner. Then, I found out that it was pushed back a day to wednesday. However, on wednesday there is a visiting writer reading at the same time. I have to go to two of these this semester for my english class. Now I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching Hawaii five-O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading Charmed thirds by Megan McCafferty. It is the third one in the Jessica Darling series. I am loving this series. It is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of books, I recently won a book from Teenreads.com. I go on this website all the time and this is the second time I have won something. It makes me feel so good, as opposed to the larger contests from larger magazines or websites where it seems like you never win anything. This time I won a book called Reformed werewolf group or something like that and two shirts. I can't wait to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I went to Borders this last weekend. The specific store is closing which is very surprising because it was a large store and was in a good location. I went and everything was around 40% off. I got...&lt;br /&gt;1. Vampire Diaries Stefans diaries volume 2 by LJ Smith&lt;br /&gt;2. Secret Circle book one by LJ Smith&lt;br /&gt;3. Death by bikini series by Linda Gerber&lt;br /&gt;4. The secret society of the pink crystal ball by Risa Green&lt;br /&gt;5. The lying game by Sara Shepard&lt;br /&gt;I got all of these for around $35. I spenf way too much money than I was planning on spending but I think it was well worth it. I am hoping to go back sometime in the next few weekends and see if the prices are dropped even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.... I'm off to read some books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1165700330420003462?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1165700330420003462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/04/21-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1165700330420003462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1165700330420003462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/04/21-books.html' title='21 books'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-731862080142387887</id><published>2011-03-23T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:04:38.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Shattered excuses</title><content type='html'>So today at work my boss came for a site visit. And, of course, during our observations there was a fire alarm. I kind of just stood there for a second thinking like I have no idea what to do. We never learned the procedure for this. Great. And, of course, it was like a half hour long. Otherwise though, I think the observations went ok. Just hoping that she gives me good scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I had a longer revised paper due of one of the papers we have already done. (Wow, that was an awkward sentence. Oh well.) Anyways, mine originally was 2 pages and I increased it all the way to...wait for it...a whole 3 pages. Yeah, talent right there. Anyways, as we were going around the room saying how long all of our papers were, everyone was saying anywhere from 5-10. Then, it gets to me and I say 3. The professor took a double take and widened her eyes. So, I quickly interjected with well, I was like really sick last week. LIES. She bought it and I now have way more time to work on it and actually expand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, later in the day I had my psychology test. I think I did pretty good. I studied way more than last time and knew most of it. The class period started at 3:40 and I was done at 4:00. HOWEVER, the teacher said we had to come back at 5 to talk about things. Seriously? So now I have to lounge around for an hour waiting for this? I went to the UC and read an article for another class. Then, at 5 I showed back up only to be there for 15 minutes. We were talking about group projects (which the topics aren't even due until like 2 weeks after spring break) and I just don't understand why we couldn't talk about them next period. Instead I had to wait around for an hour when I could have been in my room relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a random thought of the day-I have recieved so many compliments on my nails in the last few days. I feel like this is such a wierd part of your body to compliment. In order to see them, you pretty much have to be like staring at your hands. But, I mean they are pretty awesome. I am using the new Katy Perry OPI Shatter polish. Pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More radomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-731862080142387887?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/731862080142387887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/03/shattered-excuses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/731862080142387887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/731862080142387887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/03/shattered-excuses.html' title='Shattered excuses'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5722135751420820324</id><published>2011-03-21T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:00:15.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>10 days. 10 days. 10 days.</title><content type='html'>I am in desperate need of spring break, which is in....yep, you guessed it. 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was fantastic; I went home and hung out with my family. Then, on Saturday we saw Battle:Los Angeles, which was ok. Afterwards, we went out to lunch at the keg and saw a free concert at factoria mall (Marianas Trench!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after I drove back to school, I soon discovered all of the things I needed to have done but of course, didn't. I got an email saying that my first draft of my final paper (which I have not yet decided on what to write on still...) is due Tuesday. Did I mention that I haven't even decided on what to write yet? That's a big problem. I just have no motivation whatsoever. Instead of working on this paper, I am eating pretzels and watching dancing with the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for this weekend though (if I get through this week...). On Thursday, two of my best friends from back home, Laura and Britta, are coming up to PLU and visiting for the day! They are both already on spring break... Then, on Saturday, the spring formal dance is happening. I have a dress. I just have no one to go with so far. I will find someone by this weekend. (Well, at least, I'm hoping.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got called a "blonde-haired demon" by a first grader. I'm not even blonde. I told him that that wasn't appropriate and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just texted me. "Tell PLU to stop calling!" I wish, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break. 10 days. I can make it. It will be a hectic two weeks, that's for sure, but afterwards I will have an entire week to sleep in, hang out, watch tv, and stay in my pajamas without shame. Bring on the break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5722135751420820324?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5722135751420820324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-days-10-days-10-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5722135751420820324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5722135751420820324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-days-10-days-10-days.html' title='10 days. 10 days. 10 days.'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7746526440230231666</id><published>2011-03-09T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:30:29.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>the blind sickness</title><content type='html'>I think I am getting sick. I haven't been sick since last school year, so I guess it's time. Hoping that it's a short one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no work this morning so I got to sleep in. It feels so nice to just lounge around in my room in my bathrobe. I will eventually have to do homework (probably in half an hour) and get dressed (late as possible) but I am putting those off for as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am reading The Blind Side. It's actually not what I thought it would be. It's more about the evolution of football rather than the story of Michael Oher and the Tuohys. I'm not that huge of a fan of football, so it's kind of putting me to sleep at times. Hopefully it will get better soon, and if not, well then I will make some money selling it on Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break is coming up soon. First week of april. I absolutely can't wait to not have any responsibilities for an entire week and MY OWN BED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was officially accepted into South dorm for next year. South is different because its more of an apartment setting. there is a kitchen, living room, 2 bathrooms, and 4 seperate bedrooms. So, I think that should be fun. I haven't actually met one of my roommates yet, but it's in the plans for friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a seagull out of my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7746526440230231666?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7746526440230231666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-am-getting-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7746526440230231666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7746526440230231666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-am-getting-sick.html' title='the blind sickness'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3757227130475087784</id><published>2011-02-26T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T17:01:46.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tunnel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Tunnel vision</title><content type='html'>Ahhh lazy weekends. Love them. It started Thursday afternoon after I discovered that my psychology class was cancelled because of the snow. On Friday, I slept in and it felt so good. I lounged around, read, watched tv, did some homework and then went to tunnel of opression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunnel of oppression is: "a multimedia, interactive, experience designed to raise awareness of oppression of individuals throughout the country and the world. The Tunnel offers the opportunity for participants to walk through spaces designed by student groups and gain insight and information about the oppressed groups being highlighted. Some examples of groups that have been highlighted at other universities include: LGBTQ, homelessness, bigotry/political oppression, socio-economic oppression, women’s oppression, men’s oppression, religious oppression, genocide, oppression of individuals with mental disorders, issues of education, issues of types of government, ageism, ableism, and many, many more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool. I had never been before, so I had no idea what to expect. The issues faced this year were homelessness, facebook stalking, human trafficking, censorship, pollution, and lots more. The whole thing took about an hour to go through. Afterwards there was even a debriefing where you were encouraged to talk about what it made me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I grabbed some dinner and watched Oliver and Company. I had no idea that Billy Joel was Dodger in the movie! The voice of Oliver: Joey Lawrence. Like in Melissa and Joey and Blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been even lazier. Still in my sweats. Already watched war of the worlds. Took a shower. Procrastinating on homework. I guess thats the plan for tonight. Homework, dinner, hw, movie, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In completely random news, I discovered this game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyfreegames.com/flash/adventure-games/me-and-my-dinosaur.html"&gt;http://www.dailyfreegames.com/flash/adventure-games/me-and-my-dinosaur.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am now completely addicted. However, I am stuck on a certain level and can't get past it! UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3757227130475087784?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3757227130475087784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/02/tunnel-vision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3757227130475087784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3757227130475087784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/02/tunnel-vision.html' title='Tunnel vision'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6078627142095183563</id><published>2011-02-14T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:26:46.841-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Valentines weekend/book</title><content type='html'>Why is amazon so slow for the books I need? I ordered my textbooks from amazon before break even started (so like 2 weeks ago). And of course, the book I need today isn't here yet. I had the class on wednesday and we were told to read 150 pages of it for today. I went home for the weekend hoping that it would show up friday or saturday. And it didn't. So this morning, I found it on google books and started to read it. However, I was soon disappointed to learn that only about 25 pages are available. So, I proceeded to go to google and search for the summary. I didn't find anything. So yes, this class should be amazing. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeked was good though. I officially have no classes on friday this semester so I went home on thursday night. On friday it was so nice to sleep in and then wake up in my own bed. I lounged around and watched movies. Then on saturday I went and saw The Roommate with my cousin Meagan in factoria. Appartently if you get there before noon on the weekends, tickets are only $5. So that was really nice. And there was practically no one else in our theatre. Then, I went to lunch with Meagan, my mom, and her mom. We went to Red Robin. Yum. Next, shopping at target and fresh baked bread at Great Harvest. Sunday was a lazy day and I just lounged around some more. I get my early valentines day gift from my parents. beauty and the beast dvd and a heart shaped box full of reeses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I went to work and on the way back saw some stands on the side of the road selling roses and teddy bears. Sketchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really hoping that this book gets here today. I wouldn't even mind driving 2 hours there and back to get it. I just need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6078627142095183563?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6078627142095183563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-weekendbook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6078627142095183563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6078627142095183563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-weekendbook.html' title='Valentines weekend/book'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5056774821661696956</id><published>2011-02-03T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:51:26.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>List night</title><content type='html'>Break time is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in until almost noon today. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched secratariat tonight. loved it. I especially loved that the real lady was actually in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just signed the remember alex brown (RAB) pledge to not text and drive. You should too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rememberalexbrownfoundation.org/take-the-pledge/sign.php"&gt;http://www.rememberalexbrownfoundation.org/take-the-pledge/sign.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading war of the worlds. Not really enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. Tired. Sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not in the mood to blog anymore because my computer is freaking out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5056774821661696956?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5056774821661696956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/02/list-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5056774821661696956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5056774821661696956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/02/list-night.html' title='List night'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8239585039097208763</id><published>2011-01-29T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T22:17:22.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Break for food</title><content type='html'>I made it. It's finally break. One week of freedom before I submit myself back to school and work. I ordered my textbooks today and that was enough to bring my mood down. $140 for one book? No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I felt so sad today. I got on Facebook and saw that my best friend had broken up with her boyfriend. I called her and talked to her. Unfortunatly she was heading to a funeral at the time. Talk about a bad week. I told her to come over whenever she wanted to. So, tuesday will be a much needed girls night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I made dinner and dessert. Bad dinner: hearty beef vegetable soup. It needed something, but what, I am not quite sure. Great dessert: peace crisp with ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights plan: finish the english patient, update tumblr, and sleep. Sounds like a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8239585039097208763?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8239585039097208763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/break-for-food.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8239585039097208763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8239585039097208763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/break-for-food.html' title='Break for food'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5064568835459089662</id><published>2011-01-26T17:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T17:57:41.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plu idol'/><title type='text'>Music to get me to break</title><content type='html'>So I found a video of the finale of PLU Idol but it is on Facebook. So I'm not really sure if other people can see it or not. But anyways, try the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/video/video.php?v=1686086044898"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/video/video.php?v=1686086044898&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, speaking of music, I found this gem today. SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Listen.&lt;br /&gt;Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 284px" class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KPj1sEsyFSw" frameborder="0" width="640" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally, my presentation is OVER. I think it went good. I also finished my portion of the group paper, and emailed it to the editor member of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard someone else in our group saying how they thought we should all edit it together on monday or tuesday. In my head, I was like NO WAY. I want to be home tomorrow night. Besides, do we really need five members of our group to edit One paper that is supposed to have one editorial voice? I don't think so. Sorry, groupies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I only have two more papers to do. I really should be doing them now. One is only three or four pages and is about changing audiences. It was due tuesday, but I've tended to notice that with these small imprompt to writing assignments, he doesn't really care when you get them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other paper I need to write I actually need to spend time on. It is a reflection paper and he wants it to be like eight/ten pages (I believe. I haven't looked at the guidelines since he introduced it). BUT, it is only due online, so I can totally work on it at home. It's due Feb. 1st, so that gives me like 6 more days to do it. No problemo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait for break. I need it. For my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for the night: dinner, bust out the audience paper, American Idol, Off the map, read, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for my latest song addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 403px; HEIGHT: 262px" class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tQmEd_UeeIk" frameborder="0" width="640" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5064568835459089662?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5064568835459089662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/music-to-get-me-to-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5064568835459089662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5064568835459089662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/music-to-get-me-to-break.html' title='Music to get me to break'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KPj1sEsyFSw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6247808157771819864</id><published>2011-01-25T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:21:59.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plu idol'/><title type='text'>Group meeting</title><content type='html'>I have come to the realization that my group is kind of full of slackers. We had our "group meeting" today after class. After stuffing a quick chicken ceaser wrap in my mouth in the lobby and stretching my legs, I headed to the media lab. Two members of our group were there. One had to head to work and one to the doctor (?). I was told to look up controversial pictures of drugs. So, I was doing this and then another member of our group walked in (who went to the doctor?). I don't really know what she was doing, but at least she came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn, the unofficial leader was working on putting the presentation together. I was still researching pictures when one member said he was going to his house to grab something to eat (after about 20 minutes of work). Then, Shawn left and said that we were meeting in the morning and to email him so he can include our information on the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The information he wanted from me had nothing to do with my paper. I don't think he even read it. Whatever. I am going to make my part of the presentation amazing with stuff I have already worked on. AND he wanted us to each have 2 videos (ummm....10 videos for one presentation? overkill.) and 2 controversial pictures. So, basically, all of the pictures I had already found were useless. I didn't need to do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have work in the morning. I can't meet then. I basically get back to school and have 10 minutes to get ready and leave for class. So I can't even get to class early. No one asked if this time worked for me. Oh well, I guess when I email him my info, I'll tell him about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have much rather taken a break and met up later today to work on our presentation. Now, I won't even see this thing until when we are actually presenting. Hopefully that turns out ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about today, I have been feeling wierd all day and am so tired. I don't know what's up with my body today, but it just wants to lie in bed all day. Too bad I can't. Working on my presentation some more, going to dinner with Julia, finale of PLU idol tonight, and more presentation work. I was hoping to watch hellcats tonight, but I dont think that is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for something somewhat random. I recently read one of my friends Facebook statuses that declared that she had just read her first book for school. In her exact words:&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a big girl today! I just read my first book for school. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how this is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6247808157771819864?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6247808157771819864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/group-meeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6247808157771819864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6247808157771819864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/group-meeting.html' title='Group meeting'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6713244895651857327</id><published>2011-01-24T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T14:59:17.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Reckless group</title><content type='html'>Music right now: Young and reckless by TV/TV. this song actually angers me at times, because the original was so much better. I saw them sing Fire island freakout, which is basically the same song but 10x better live in concert. And now, they release this song. Oh well, I still listen and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went home this weekend for some quality relaxing family time. That's exactly what I got. shopping with mom, movie marathons at home snuggling with my cats, and breakfast at noon. I had to come back this morning because I had a group meeting for a project that is due very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a group paper that is due on the 31st and a 45 minute presentation on wednesday. The paper is supposed to be about 10 pages, and since there are five people in the group, we only really have to write 2 pages each. I wrote 3, so in my mind, I am done with this paper. I am not really sure how far others are. I have only had one other person email me their piece. The presentation is on this paper. So anyways, we agreed on friday to meet today in the ingram media lab at 11:30. I was there right on time, and headed to the media lab. It was dark and locked. I sat down in the chairs outside, read the daily flyer, and texted a group member. Two minutes later, Monica (the girl I texted) heads in. She calls another group member, Shawn, and he says we are meeting tomorrow after class. So we head back to our rooms. Walking back, I run into another group member, Brandan, and tell him the story. So I guess three of us were ready, yet we are not meeting until the day before our presentation. Way to go group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess I will just have to grab a quick lunch and eat it tomorrow while working on this presentation and rock it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I just finished writing a paper for this class, and am listening to rascal flatts. I think I'm going to work out quickly and then work on some more homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Term ends so soon. technically, I could go home on thursday. Hopefully. All we have is presentations this week, and they are scheduled to end thursday. So, if we don't go over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT of course, this all depends on my group as well. We have to finish our paper before I go home. I am hoping that they all are finishing it as we speak and are done by thursday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, music of the moment: When I get home you're so dead by Mayday parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6713244895651857327?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6713244895651857327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/reckless-group.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6713244895651857327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6713244895651857327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/reckless-group.html' title='Reckless group'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4440466563096315030</id><published>2011-01-12T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:34:21.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>bugging</title><content type='html'>You know what really bugs me? When you make plans with someone for dinner and they bring along three people. I mean really? I know none of these people. And there's three of them. I mean I could excuse one or perhaps even two. It would even be better if you texted me or called to tell me beforehand. So now, instead of catching up, I will sit awkwardly and listen in on your conversation. Then, when you decide to play apples to apples, I will join you, but still in silence. (Because honestly, who doesnt love that game?) Then, when you say it's boring, I will agree even though I am enjoying myself and could go on for another hour. Then, you will turn on the tv but ignore it and me as you go through old yearbooks with someone else. I will sit awkwardly on the couch and watch the show on tv. Then, when the show is over, I will get fed up and leave, saying we should do this again sometime soon, but really thinking maybe not... So, that's why you should not bring extra people to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And enough of my rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just happier with people I already know or enjoying a quiet night inside my room by myself. Right now, I am chilling on my bed in my pajamas listening to Miley and about to pop a movie in. I could not be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to PLU idol. It is PLU's version of American Idol. I loved it. The theme was 90's pop. Next week's theme: country and broadway. Excited to see who wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think I am going to eat some pudding and watch a movie. My kind of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4440466563096315030?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4440466563096315030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/bugging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4440466563096315030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4440466563096315030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/bugging.html' title='bugging'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7036892727845320936</id><published>2011-01-06T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:58:25.431-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Too school for cool</title><content type='html'>So the new year has begun and along with that, the new school year. It's j-term so I only have one class and a limited work schedule. I am taking peace journalism, which is... not really my thing so far. I totally space out every class. it doesn't help that the class is everyday and for three hours. That's right. THREE hours. Who can pay attention for that long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the textbook for that class as well, and needless to say I have not read to where I should be yet. Instead I have been playing tetris (Did I mention I am an addict?) and who wants to be millionaire online. Also, throw in a little music listening and wipeout/csi watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good news, I have my own room. No more silent roommate! I have my own room! When I got back, pretty much the first thing I did was reorganize it so it would have more room. I am loving it at the moment. Just a few more tweaks and decorations, and it will be perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading A time to kill by John Grisham. It's an ok book, but I dont think I would read it again. I got it from the library before christmas and just have to finish it soon. Then, I can read my new christmas books. Exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-term weekends are going to be amazing as far as I am concerned. This weekend I am having dinner with two of my friends who I haven't seen since break started. My parents are also coming up for a day to say hey. Also, I have no class on Mondays so I will get to sleep in for one more day. YES! Next weekend, I think I am either going snowmobiling or to check the house out at Moxee. Either way, a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7036892727845320936?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7036892727845320936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/too-school-for-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7036892727845320936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7036892727845320936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2011/01/too-school-for-cool.html' title='Too school for cool'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4300226844958341269</id><published>2010-12-21T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:59:27.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Christmas list</title><content type='html'>Long time no blog, so here's a bunch of randomness for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I watched Charlie St. Cloud a few days ago. And loved it. Wish I would have seen it sooner. The critics said it sucked, but I thought it was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas break means lots of reading. I believe I am on my third (or fourth) book of vacation. Tonights: Saving Francesca by Melina Marchetta&lt;br /&gt;3. So I found out that my old roommate from Japan left. As in she is not coming back for the other semesters. Soooo that means I have my own room, at least for now. I talked to my RA and she said I will still pay the double price but will probably have a single room. Nice! That's ok with me :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Christmas is so soon. Right now, it's only 4 days. All of my presents are wrapped, cards sent out, most cookies are made, and the tree and the house look perfect. Christmas is my favorite holiday. It always makes me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;5. A disney song just came on my shuffle. I love the randomness of my music.&lt;br /&gt;6. Saw Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader for mom's birthday. I liked it, but it followed the book the least I would have to say. But, still good.&lt;br /&gt;7. It's windy out right now. I wish it would snow.&lt;br /&gt;8. Did some last minute christmas shopping this afternoon. Why are dads so hard to shop for?&lt;br /&gt;9. I am going to play tetris and update tumblr now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/find-santa-claus-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4300226844958341269?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4300226844958341269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4300226844958341269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4300226844958341269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas list'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4882717373397128807</id><published>2010-12-02T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T11:00:04.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandrake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Mandrakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was reading my renaissance literature textbook and came across a line that mentioned mandrakes. So naturally, I thought of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ebling.library.wisc.edu/images/hysterical/exhibits/spoonful/harry-potter-mandrake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it turns out that mandrakes are an actual plant. Who knew?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wikipedia says, "Mandrake is the common name for members of the plant genus Mandragora belonging to the nightshades family (Solanaceae). Because mandrake contains deliriant hallucinogenic tropane alkaloids such as atropine, scopolamine, apoatropine, hyoscyamine and the roots sometimes contain bifurcations causing them to resemble human figures, their roots have long been used in magic rituals, today also in neopagan religions such as Wicca and Germanic revivalism religions such as Odinism."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These is what real-life mandrakes look like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 681px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/8d/Mandrake-roots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4882717373397128807?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4882717373397128807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/12/mandrakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4882717373397128807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4882717373397128807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/12/mandrakes.html' title='Mandrakes'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8348639578573829188</id><published>2010-12-01T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T19:25:31.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Things that make me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Jason Castro&lt;br /&gt;Gavin DeGraw&lt;br /&gt;Glee&lt;br /&gt;Watching shows online&lt;br /&gt;Watching shows on tv&lt;br /&gt;When I have the room to myself&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the squirrels around campus&lt;br /&gt;Christmas trees&lt;br /&gt;Christmas lights&lt;br /&gt;Countdowns getting low&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to loud music&lt;br /&gt;Nature&lt;br /&gt;Snoqualmie Valley&lt;br /&gt;70 speed limits on the freeway&lt;br /&gt;Birds singing in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Crickets and frogs at night&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the row of 3 seats in the theatre&lt;br /&gt;Power outages&lt;br /&gt;Thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;Snow&lt;br /&gt;Star gazing at the cabin, where you can see an infinite amount of stars&lt;br /&gt;Coloring&lt;br /&gt;Going barefoot without having to worry about germs&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs out loud in the car and the shower&lt;br /&gt;Random text messages&lt;br /&gt;Reading a good book&lt;br /&gt;Talking with friends&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with my family&lt;br /&gt;Eating raw cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;Baking cookies&lt;br /&gt;Cooking yummy meals&lt;br /&gt;New episodes of television shows&lt;br /&gt;Mail for me&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathons&lt;br /&gt;Disney movies&lt;br /&gt;Vacation with family&lt;br /&gt;Compliments&lt;br /&gt;Christmas music&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Smiling&lt;div 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title='happiness'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5288470522599609095</id><published>2010-11-29T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:46:08.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stumble upon'/><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ever have those days when you just feel like crying for no reason? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because I miss my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because of all the stress in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because I don't want to be alone. I want someone to share things with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because I am listening to sad songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want Christmas break to be here already. Only 15 more days. I can make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, making a schedule for the last few weeks and putting some happy songs on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Mike Posner is on, and I am checking out this funny picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 654px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs130.snc4/36868_415465644040_768304040_4307285_3051722_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5288470522599609095?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5288470522599609095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5288470522599609095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5288470522599609095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4992932944562635662</id><published>2010-11-22T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T14:15:02.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Snowy week(end)</title><content type='html'>Snow. I absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;I went home last weekend and it started to snow on sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I saw Harry Potter 7:Part 1 on friday. Opening day! It was amazing!!! I can't wait for July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I drove back here and it was lightly snowing. Today, I wake up and there is a little snow on the grass. As the day has gone on, it has snowed about an inch. It has been snowing pretty much all day except for about an hour or two lull earlier today. I love looking outside and seeing those fluffy white flakes and then going outside and walking in fresh snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's almost thanksgiving! I get to go home on Wednesday and am super excited.&lt;br /&gt;Only one more class today, then one class tomorrow, two classes wed (one being a final...) and possibly work and then it's HOME TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I also finally finished reading Prince Caspian. Now, the Voyage of the Dawn Treader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4992932944562635662?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4992932944562635662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/snowy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4992932944562635662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4992932944562635662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/snowy-weekend.html' title='Snowy week(end)'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8822255308914863497</id><published>2010-11-17T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T10:47:14.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>English major can't take english classes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to my junior review meeting to make sure that I was on track with graduation. Appartently, you are only allowed to take a certain number of english classes for a english major. I didn't realize how many I had already taken, and it turns out that I had to redo my schedule. I can only take one more english class. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously PLU??? Why can't an english major take english classes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad and sad and annoyed at that moment. I had an awesome schedule full of english classes for next semester, but I had to get rid of it. I wanted to take the children's literature series and get a special competance in this area. Nope, can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advisor suggested doing a minor or two. But honestly I was so mad at this moment. I really hate math, science, and history. What am I supposed to minor in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways I looked through my course catalog and figured out a new schedule. Except, I am not as excited as I was for this schedule. I want my english classes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go home and figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the weekend is almost here and Thanksgiving is in 8 days. I think I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8822255308914863497?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8822255308914863497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/english-major-cant-take-english-classes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8822255308914863497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8822255308914863497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/english-major-cant-take-english-classes.html' title='English major can&apos;t take english classes'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4083939330104577252</id><published>2010-11-02T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:13:41.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>November is going to be such a busy month. For one thing, it's thanksgiving month. Thanksgiving is always at my house with about 30 family members coming over. My mom will definately want help with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is also the month when work gets piled on. Especially since I have one class that ends early right before thanksgiving break. So the final will be this month and everything that that entails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novermber is also NaNoWriMo! For those of you who don't know, NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month. Basically, the goal is to write a 175-page (50,000-word) novel by midnight, November 30. So, yeah. Totally stressful. This is the first year that I have even heard of this, but I think it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join, or follow my word count, my username is CourtneyJohnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the best of luck in November to all of you people reading as well, whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4083939330104577252?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4083939330104577252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4083939330104577252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4083939330104577252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-881102045410877093</id><published>2010-10-27T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:51:35.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Music Madness</title><content type='html'>This week has been so hectic. I feel like I have had absolutely no down time. And of course, I have a paper due tomorrow and a midterm on Friday so the madness continues.But I decided to take a break, possibly risking a good grade on my paper but saving my sanity. I watched an episode of Glee and am currently just chilling to some music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also come to the conclusion that I have the wierdest music ever on my computer. Here's the first twenty songs that come up on random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yellow by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;2. Cruella de Vil song&lt;br /&gt;3. Welcome to my life by Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;4. You don't know me by Alison Iraheta&lt;br /&gt;5. Walk Away by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm a slave for you by Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;7. Tonight I wanna cry by Keith Urban&lt;br /&gt;8. The dynamo of volition by Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;9. It's only by Danny Gokey&lt;br /&gt;10. UR so gay by Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;11. Fly like an eagle by Steve Miller band&lt;br /&gt;12. Faithfully by the glee cast&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't lie by Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;14. Hello Seattle by Owl City&lt;br /&gt;15. That's what I'm here for by Jason Castro&lt;br /&gt;16. Droplets by Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;17. The boys are back in town by Thin  Lizzy&lt;br /&gt;18. Bad day by Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;19. I want to take you higher by Sly &amp;amp; The family Stone&lt;br /&gt;20. If I could have you back by Aly &amp;amp; AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I felt like that wasn't that random. But trust me, sometimes when my music is on random is pure craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will read some pleasure book chapters now. Heaven knows the last time I did that...&lt;br /&gt;The horse and his boy (NARNIA BOOK 3)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-881102045410877093?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/881102045410877093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/music-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/881102045410877093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/881102045410877093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/music-madness.html' title='Music Madness'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6512883842165243741</id><published>2010-10-24T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:31:57.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Son of a nutcracker!</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was mid-semester break, which is basically just a three day weekend. But it was spectacular. I loved every moment. I got to sleep in (in my own bed), go shopping, watch some movies, and just hang out with the family. However, as soon as I got back to school I realized what a mistake I had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me spell this out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: I have a lifestyle journal due (about 2 pages), and I have to read about 40 pages for fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Renaissance Literature midterm, which I have not even read everything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: ethics exam papers due today. That's five four-page papers that again, have not even started. Also, my fiction story is due which should be about 6-10 pages (mine is 3 right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Renaissance Literature paper due, not started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: environmental science midterm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! I just don't know where to start and I just really don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be christmas break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have no idea whatsoever I am doing for halloween yet. And it's on sunday. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later, if I survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6512883842165243741?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6512883842165243741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/son-of-nutcracker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6512883842165243741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6512883842165243741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/son-of-nutcracker.html' title='Son of a nutcracker!'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-490196240474707285</id><published>2010-10-18T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:13:58.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Reading or READING</title><content type='html'>Ever have one of those days where you are reading but not really READING? The words just keep going over your head? I just had one. I was attempting to read philosophy, but did not understand a word I was reading and had so many other thoughts running through my head. So, I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That seems like a recurring theme today. I was in environmental science today and we had to do a simple calcuation, but the way she was explaining it, I did not understand it. Everyone else seemed to, but I seriously could not understand what she was saying. I asked her to clarify once or twice, and I felt like she was struggling to say it in a different way. So, after the second time, I was just like I get it, and gave up. (Don't worry, I did eventually figure that one out. I dont know why she just couldnt say take one divided by your number, and multiple it by 60.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish it was break already and I could read my own book. Oh well, this weekend is a long weekend and then next week I will have one less class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-490196240474707285?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/490196240474707285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/reading-or-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/490196240474707285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/490196240474707285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/reading-or-reading.html' title='Reading or READING'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5087886856910306860</id><published>2010-10-10T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:55:46.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>How come my glass is only half full?</title><content type='html'>So. Much. To. Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was crazy hectic. On Tuesday I had lunch and dinner with Julia and then went to songfest practice. (Songfest is where all of the dorms make a skit with dancing and comedy and such and compete to win. Tstad won last year.) On Wednesday, I was missing Jori like crazy and had a good cry session with Julia and then went to songfest practice. Thursday was songfest and we won 2nd place! (yay.) And then on friday, I went to the mall with Julia and some other people and then had a movie night with kara (we watched clueless). Saturday was homecoming at the tacoma convention center. It was super fun. I went out to dinner at Chopsticks beforehand and then to the dance with kristin, and once there met up with Linnea, Stephanie, Kayla, Julia, and a whole bunch of other people. Then, this morning, my parents came up and we went out to lunch and the visited my grandparents. So I have been doing homework ever since (well, except for now, when I am blogging and watching extreme home makeover).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I made a gigantic list on saturday of all that I have to do before mid semester break, which I can not wait for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I figured out that there is (at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;12 days, 22 classes, 3 work shifts, 3 meetings, and 59 homework assignments left until I can go home for break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to take my mind off of...life, I have been watching this video. It always makes me smile because it is hillarious, and because I am in love with Zachary Quinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-swIlKWfejs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-swIlKWfejs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5087886856910306860?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5087886856910306860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-is-my-glass-only-half-full.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5087886856910306860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5087886856910306860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-is-my-glass-only-half-full.html' title='How come my glass is only half full?'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8732213679359574480</id><published>2010-10-05T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:23:40.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric ward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funerals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cody botten'/><title type='text'>Small towns, big losses</title><content type='html'>What is it about small towns that just lend themselves to big tragedies? It seems like every year something happens to someone and it affects everyone in the valley so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore year- Caleb almost dies trying to save someone. Is in a coma for a long time, and his parents are told to unplug him. The one happy story of the bunch. he is alive and well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior year-Tess drowned in the same spot as Caleb the year before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year- Rachel Keizer committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman year (of college)-The summer after freshman year, Jori Rieke lost her battle with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore year-Eric Ward died in the line of action in Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior year- Cody Botten committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to too many funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole valley has been to too many funerals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8732213679359574480?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8732213679359574480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/small-towns-big-losses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8732213679359574480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8732213679359574480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/small-towns-big-losses.html' title='Small towns, big losses'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1234991091649412956</id><published>2010-10-01T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:28:51.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Tests and trains (to hogwarts!)</title><content type='html'>It's friday!!!! FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;I get to go home today after my environmental science class. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, that class has to be a test. And not only a test, but a midterm of all things. I think I should do good though. It is only a 100 level class, and I studied all of my notes and worksheets last night. I will take another quick look through my notes before I leave, but I have no idea how it will be. This is the first test we have taken in this class (and my second of the year. Just got back my philopsophy test today and I got an A-! Yay.), so yeah. I guess I will find out in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I found this question on Yahoo answers. Hillarious. I kind of want to meet this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523145594557915362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TKYnp8ZjYOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qRVkjmpUPdU/s200/hogwarts.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry it's a really bad picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And in complete randomness, there is only 12 weeks and 1 day until Christmas. Your welcome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More randomness to come later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1234991091649412956?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1234991091649412956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/tests-and-trains-to-hogwarts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1234991091649412956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1234991091649412956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/10/tests-and-trains-to-hogwarts.html' title='Tests and trains (to hogwarts!)'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TKYnp8ZjYOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qRVkjmpUPdU/s72-c/hogwarts.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5276979808177884776</id><published>2010-09-29T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:58:50.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skype'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Homework or relaxation?</title><content type='html'>My days are so hectic lately, I hardly have time for myself. At least it seems that way. Although when I take a step back and look at my life, I realize I have tons of time, I just don't seem to do homework during it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a skype last friday and so right now I am on a skype craze. I have talked to my cousin Meagan pretty much every day for three or four hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many shows I need to catch up on. Maybe I should do that now, besides...its not like I plan on doing homework soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate has such a wierd alarm clock schedule in the morning. I get up, and about 10 minutes later her phone alarm goes off. She turns it off. 10 minutes later, her alarm clock goes off. She turns it off and gets back into bed. Her phone alarm goes off 10 minutes later, she turns it off, goes back to bed. This gets quite annoying and I know that she isnt getting good sleep during those moments. Why not just set it for the latest time and get up only once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have convinced myself to watch a show now. So, more random thoughts to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5276979808177884776?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5276979808177884776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/homework-or-relaxation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5276979808177884776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5276979808177884776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/homework-or-relaxation.html' title='Homework or relaxation?'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5311407866596485981</id><published>2010-09-23T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T15:02:56.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop saying just shoot me now'/><title type='text'>I pledge...</title><content type='html'>I pledge typically means money. Like "Hey, I am doing this walk and I would like you to pledge me or support me...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did it become that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I pledge should mean I promise or even I will try my gosh darn hardest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Pledge to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop saying "Just shoot me now", "Kill me now", or any of those variations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support this cause by learning more and Liking this page on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Stop-saying-Just-shoot-me-now/133296446717793?v=wall"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Stop-saying-Just-shoot-me-now/133296446717793?v=wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, I wrote my paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5311407866596485981?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5311407866596485981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-pledge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5311407866596485981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5311407866596485981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-pledge.html' title='I pledge...'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2730951539045614373</id><published>2010-09-23T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:09:58.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter needs no motivation</title><content type='html'>First of all, I want it to be November 19th already! Just saw the official trailer for Harry Potter and the deathly hallows part one. AMAZING. Can not wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a care package from my mom the other day. Loved it. Care packages are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely NO motivation at all this week, especially yesterday. I have a paper due today and have I started? Of course not. I need some motivation! Its only the third week of school and Im already slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an all day work training on Saturday that I am not particularly looking forward to. I mean literally all day. It starts at like 8 and ends around 3:30. On a saturday. Great....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedbugs in PLU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Tstad (this building)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th floor (this floor)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the east side (NOT this side....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially loving the new show Hellcats. I just watched the second episode last night, when I should have been writing my paper. But it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe I should start on homework....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random thoughts to come later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2730951539045614373?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2730951539045614373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/harry-potter-needs-no-motivation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2730951539045614373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2730951539045614373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/harry-potter-needs-no-motivation.html' title='Harry Potter needs no motivation'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6953633654168643785</id><published>2010-09-15T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T20:44:03.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cody botten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Its all about LOVE</title><content type='html'>So I have been reading sonnets like crazy this week and finally, one of them got through to me. It is by Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey ( well and also Sir Thomas Wyatt and Francesco Petrarca) but I will write down the one by Surrey (and my interpretation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, that doth reign and live within my thought,&lt;br /&gt;And built his seat within my captive breast,&lt;br /&gt;Clad in the arms wherein with me he fought,&lt;br /&gt;Oft in my face he doth his banner rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Love is always on my mind and in my heart. Sometimes it gets me mad.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she that taught me love and suffer pain,&lt;br /&gt;My doubtful hope and eke my hot desire&lt;br /&gt;With shamefast look to shadow and refrain,&lt;br /&gt;Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;There was this one lady, who taught me love and suffering. She wanted me to refrain myself from my desire with reason and shame. But she was angry at herself about these intense feelings.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coward Love, then, to the heart apace&lt;br /&gt;Taketh his flight, where he doth lurk and plain,&lt;br /&gt;His purpose lost, and dare not show his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;So my love retreated back into my heart. Leaving, where he cried and complained. Hiding himself there, not showing his face.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my lord's guilt thus faultless bide I pain;&lt;br /&gt;Yet from my lord shall not my foot remove:&lt;br /&gt;Sweet is the death that takes end by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;(I think this is love itself talking now) This body that I am in is afraid, and causes me pain. But I will stay with him until his final hour. For he who dies with love, had a good life and sweet death.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Love is all it is really about. And speaking of death, I just found out that Cody Botten, a boy who went to my school and lives in the valley, died today. I hope he finds more peace up there than he did down here and that he realizes just how loved he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6953633654168643785?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6953633654168643785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-all-about-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6953633654168643785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6953633654168643785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-all-about-love.html' title='Its all about LOVE'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4696524908730230545</id><published>2010-09-08T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T19:55:43.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Slow strides at a lonely lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So earlier today I was feeling a bit....well, you will know in a minute. Anyways, I wrote this on my phone just to get it all out and because I was in a writing mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a moment of weakness. Why did I send that text to a girl that makes me so irritated? All the freaking time! I guess its the same reason that im still friends with katie. I mean she has the picture up on fb and the comments are clearly about me in the background. I guess I just think that people can change, and do change. Im not really sure they do. I wish it would stop raining and that the irritating one would text me back. Because even though I dont really like her, Im lonely. And hungry. And I hate eating by myself. It makes me feel like an outcast, which to be honest with myself, I feel that way a lot. I guess its true that you shouldnt judge a book by its cover. I mean, everyone always thinks that I am this happy girl all the time, but in reality, I have moments of weakness like this a lot. Or maybe dont see the fake me. Maybe they see the real me and refuse to acknowledge it. Maybe thats what life is all about. Image, and finding others whose image matches yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what I did after writing this? I went to lunch. By myself. And nothing bad happened.&lt;br /&gt;And then the irritating girl texted me back, and I saw her later, but she didnt quite irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im making strides. They are slow, but they are moving forward nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my roommate is SLEEPING right now (at 7:30pm!!!!). We had a real conversation last night, but it got kind of awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my classes seem quite intimidating. So much for a fun and easy semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, don't worry about me, you person reading my blog. I thank you for reading and wish you an amazing day. Right now I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy, not fake happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4696524908730230545?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4696524908730230545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/slow-strides-at-lonely-lunch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4696524908730230545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4696524908730230545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/slow-strides-at-lonely-lunch.html' title='Slow strides at a lonely lunch'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8173812480895281574</id><published>2010-09-07T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:51:41.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First day</title><content type='html'>Today was officially the first day of Junior year. It started out with being woken up by a key in the door at 8:30. I didnt have to get up until at least noon. So I jumped out of bed, threw on a sweatshirt, and opened the door to my roommate and her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;They left for a while and I proceeded to jump back into bed for a half hour until I heard the key in the door again. I jumped out again and let my roommate back in. Needless to say, I wasn't in the greatest mood.&lt;br /&gt;So I was up, and decided I better at least try to wake up. I read some of my book and texted countless friends.&lt;br /&gt;Around eleven, I met up with Kristin and Linnea and we walked around the involvement fair. Free kettle corn and catching up with old friends is amazing. Once we checked out all of the booths, we headed back over to my room and ate some gummy bears and shared stories about our summers. We continued the reunion over in south hall in Kristin's room for a long time and met up with Angela along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, around 2:30, I headed back to my room and prepared for my class. I only had one class today: Renaissance Literature. In honesty, I dont know what I think of that class yet. I was confused, intrigued, and scared all at the same time upon hearing the syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, I went to dinner with Amy and then went and checked out her room. Looking at other peoples rooms makes my room feel empty. Now I want to get some pictures and just put them all over my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing homework now, but instead I am on facebook and blogging. At least I said no to hanging out with a friend from Snoqualmie (an hour away) tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, the television here sucks! It is not on this time zone for all of the channels and I can't watch the shows I want to when I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know if my roommate is staying here tonight or leaving again. I feel so awkward around her... Hopefully that feeling goes away and soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8173812480895281574?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8173812480895281574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8173812480895281574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8173812480895281574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day.html' title='First day'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7430508686285931884</id><published>2010-09-05T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:45:18.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Move in day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was move in day for me. I met my roommate (briefly) and organized everything in my room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was so many things to carry; it was insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't know how much stuff you have until you have to pack it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of some of my stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513672271450179426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TIR_t9u1h2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/GLPSw61Yy1U/s200/move+in+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7430508686285931884?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7430508686285931884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/move-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7430508686285931884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7430508686285931884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/09/move-in-day.html' title='Move in day'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TIR_t9u1h2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/GLPSw61Yy1U/s72-c/move+in+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3395891225488261620</id><published>2010-08-18T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:22:01.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Let's do it right this time</title><content type='html'>We all have things we would change in our lives. Things we would have done differently if we would have known... I guess it was just a 7th heaven episode that has got me in this crazy mood. Anyways, I thought this song from the tv show Huge was perfect for the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EaMebXrqBjQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EaMebXrqBjQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other thoughts, I went to the library book sale yet again and got a heap load of books. I think it was around eleven. My bookcase is overflowing and I need to get on reading them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a walk today around the block and realized that my legs are in pain from my work out the other day. Oh well, I love the sunshine, the blue sky, and the temperature today too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the last song tonight. It was amazing. I still think the book was better, but I still loved it. I do love Miley Cyrus and Nicholas Sparks, so putting them together was a match made in heaven to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random thoughts to come later. I'm off to pick a book to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3395891225488261620?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3395891225488261620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-do-it-right-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3395891225488261620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3395891225488261620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-do-it-right-this-time.html' title='Let&apos;s do it right this time'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7263144014569229366</id><published>2010-08-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:11:47.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books, Music, TV</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm watching 7th heaven, ripping a Rob Thomas cd onto my computer, and updating my shelfari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multitasking at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library book sale yesterday and bought 5 new books. We need to talk about Kevin, The nanny diaries, Where the heart is, The girl who loved Tom Gordon, and Guyaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made pinapple chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer just made a wierd noise. I don't know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have three weeks left of summer and it seems like I havent done anything. I have sooo much to do in these next three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to 7th heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7263144014569229366?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7263144014569229366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/books-music-tv.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7263144014569229366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7263144014569229366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/books-music-tv.html' title='Books, Music, TV'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3554523049368099443</id><published>2010-08-10T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:54:48.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plutonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americas got talent'/><title type='text'>Shameless plug</title><content type='html'>So, I am watching America's got talent right now and usually I dont watch this show but I had a reason to tonight! PLUtonic, an acapella group from my school, is on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would encourage all of you people out there, where ever you are, to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call 866-602-4801&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text 'Vote' to 4801&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go online and vote at.... &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/americas-got-talent/vote/register.shtml"&gt;http://www.nbc.com/americas-got-talent/vote/register.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do all of the above!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go PLUtonic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eUATf58Lr50&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eUATf58Lr50&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3554523049368099443?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3554523049368099443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/shameless-plug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3554523049368099443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3554523049368099443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/shameless-plug.html' title='Shameless plug'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7775787709730052832</id><published>2010-08-02T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:39:49.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Julia &amp; Courtney</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching Julie &amp;amp; Julia. It just made me realize how much I love cooking and how much I can't wait for my mouth to feel normal again so I can eat real food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like these, that I made earlier this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peanut Butter Pie&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq5TBYAaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aR19gG2ytxA/s1600/peanut+butter+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501053371191656866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq5TBYAaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aR19gG2ytxA/s200/peanut+butter+pie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggie Fajitas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq5FxrsNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bEX3SIa9dDM/s1600/veggie+fajitas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501053367636177106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq5FxrsNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bEX3SIa9dDM/s200/veggie+fajitas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tortellini salad&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq4-vLVQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6NM-Ki8ExG0/s1600/tortellini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501053365746619650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq4-vLVQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6NM-Ki8ExG0/s200/tortellini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken stir-fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501052782465506370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqXB2H3EI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EvTG2Aci6Iw/s200/stirfry.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homemade Macaroni and Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqWk6_kkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JuCC0--0ZiU/s1600/mac+n+cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501052774701306434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqWk6_kkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/JuCC0--0ZiU/s200/mac+n+cheese.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best guacamole I have ever tasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqWUhAvxI/AAAAAAAAADs/vYqblCchGJ0/s1600/guacamole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501052770297364242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqWUhAvxI/AAAAAAAAADs/vYqblCchGJ0/s200/guacamole.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And enchiladas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqWDkfZYI/AAAAAAAAADk/NiOwJbR_mZM/s1600/enchiladas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501052765748553090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeqWDkfZYI/AAAAAAAAADk/NiOwJbR_mZM/s200/enchiladas.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More randomness to come later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7775787709730052832?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7775787709730052832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/julia-courtney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7775787709730052832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7775787709730052832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/08/julia-courtney.html' title='Julia &amp; Courtney'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TFeq5TBYAaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aR19gG2ytxA/s72-c/peanut+butter+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2875720991710990224</id><published>2010-07-29T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T22:56:19.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Where the pain killers are</title><content type='html'>So my wisdom teeth are out and today I officially ran out of pain pills. And I had my follow up appointment today as well. They pulled the rest of the stitches out and ow, that hurt. But now, my mouth feels fine. So hopefully it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending my time now listening to an awesome mix made for my birthday by my cousin Meagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Party Girl by Stephan Jerzak&lt;br /&gt;2. Brielle by Sky Sailing&lt;br /&gt;3. Selfish by This Providence&lt;br /&gt;4. YMCA by The Village People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched two movies today: neither one was spectacular. The first was Bring it on: Fight to the finish. They really just need to stop making bring it on movies. The only good ones were the first and the fourth with Hayden Pannetierre. This one had Christina Milian. Her big problem was that she was a poor girl and her mom married and then suddenly she was captain of her new rich squad. Tragedy. But, don't worry. They won in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Drugstore Diet by Anarbor&lt;br /&gt;6. Hey Summer by The Bigger Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Welcome to Savannah by Breathe Carolina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Gold Guns and Girls by Metric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next movie I watched was Where the Wild Things Are. I was actually really excited for this movie but was thoroughly disappointed. It was slow, and not that good I thought. Oh well, that's why we have netflix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Neighbors by The Academy Is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Animal by Neon trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. The Feel Good Drag by Anberlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. 1901 by Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of disappointing movies, I checked my favorite movie review site, WE SEE MOVIES (&lt;a href="http://weseemovies.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://weseemovies.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and they said that Charlie St. Cloud was horrendous. I was looking forward to that one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When I Get Home You're So Dead by Mayday Parade&lt;br /&gt;14. She Said by Stephan Jerzak&lt;br /&gt;15. Pages by There for Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;16. Monsoon by Tokio Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out my roommate for this year today. Yumi Kobayashi. Hopefully it's a good fit and goes better than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I Will Follow You Into The Dark by Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;18. No Way Out by This Century&lt;br /&gt;19. Keeping Up With The Joneses by The Medic Droid&lt;br /&gt;20. A Story to Tell your Friends by Every Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Show Me DaLuv (ft. VerBS) by Eye Alaska&lt;br /&gt;22. Walking On A Dream by Empire Of The Sun&lt;br /&gt;23. Gypsy Woman by Anarbor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2875720991710990224?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2875720991710990224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-pain-killers-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2875720991710990224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2875720991710990224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-pain-killers-are.html' title='Where the pain killers are'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5967860688727365295</id><published>2010-07-22T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:08:58.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Sad movies, happy music</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching The boy in the striped pajamas. OMG, sooo sad. Near the end, I was just like why are you doing this little boy? Do you know what you just got into???? But, no, he did not. He snuck IN to the concentration camp and got himself killed. And then, the movie ended. I was just sitting there with my mouth open wondering if that was really the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats why I prefer happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I will be watching a bunch of in the next few days. Wisdom teeth removal tomorrow. I am planning on staying in sweats, watching movies, and drinking smoothies all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new Katy Perry song just came on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll read A Wrinkle in Time tonight for a while. That way I can sleep in as long as possible tomorrow and not think about what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taio Cruz's song Dynamite just came on. This reminds me that I recently found an awesome cover of this song by a guy named Stephen Jerzak. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJ2kF1H88Ko&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJ2kF1H88Ko&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5967860688727365295?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5967860688727365295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/sad-movies-happy-music.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5967860688727365295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5967860688727365295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/sad-movies-happy-music.html' title='Sad movies, happy music'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1108682429339421186</id><published>2010-07-20T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:11:26.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Jori</title><content type='html'>Just a short update from last night's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited Jori today at the cemetary for about an hour. It was the first time I had been there and had to look through all of the stones to find hers, which was of course near the end of my search. It felt good to just sit, cry, and talk to her. I said goodbye and felt better about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted her number from my phone, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going shopping with Meagan for back to school things. Hopefully this will take my mind off of things for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random thoughts to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1108682429339421186?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1108682429339421186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/jori.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1108682429339421186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1108682429339421186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/jori.html' title='Jori'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7777348371246834066</id><published>2010-07-19T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:28:27.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jori'/><title type='text'>can't</title><content type='html'>So it's been almost a year (exactly on friday) since one of my best friends, Jori, died. I don't know what to do. I can't believe it. I can't even bring myself to delete her number from my phone, because if I do it makes all of this real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even bring myself to watch the dvd of burn camp last year because thats where I was when I found out that she... It's in an envelope in my closet. hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how I really feel about this because I am just not strong enough to talk about it. Most of my friends didn't even know her. How am I supposed to talk to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7777348371246834066?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7777348371246834066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/cant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7777348371246834066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7777348371246834066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/cant.html' title='can&apos;t'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3042929592213391719</id><published>2010-07-16T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:10:38.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>A-ma-zing</title><content type='html'>Last night I saw the Sorcerer's apprentice. It. Was. Amazing!! I was hooked from the first five minutes. Afterwards, we went and got ice cream cones. It was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights plans: BBQ with Amy for her birthday. So it will probably be a late night but I will have to sneak back in. My dad's friend is staying here tonight on the couch in the living room. So I will  have to wake him back up to get back in the house. Great. And then my dad wants to wake everyone up early tomorrow morning so we can go to Yakima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I hate dvds that skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3042929592213391719?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3042929592213391719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/ma-zing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3042929592213391719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3042929592213391719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/ma-zing.html' title='A-ma-zing'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8006600541731203828</id><published>2010-07-15T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:16:58.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books and movies</title><content type='html'>Finally finished reading Timeline. then I watched the movie, and realized how totally different the two are. To read a little bit more on how I felt about the book, read my review on Shelfari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shelfari.com/courtneyjohnson/reviews"&gt;http://www.shelfari.com/courtneyjohnson/reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching Paul Blart Mall Cop. I love this movie so much. Kevin james is hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day I went for a consultation at the oral surgeon. SOOOO not looking forward to it. I believe that my actual appointment is next week sometime so I am stocking up on books and movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8006600541731203828?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8006600541731203828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/books-and-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8006600541731203828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8006600541731203828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/books-and-movies.html' title='Books and movies'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2012477850863172550</id><published>2010-07-12T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:24:00.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>summer laziness</title><content type='html'>So it's already July 12th. I said to myself at the beginning of the summer that I would be doing all sorts of things. And have they been happening? Nope. I guess I will have to start now. But that is very unlikely. All I feel like doing is watching movies, being on my computer, and lounging in my sweats. Which is exactly what I am doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going in for a consultation at the oral surgeon tomorrow. Apparently I need to have my wisdom teeth out. I am NOT looking forward to this. I hate the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still reading Timeline. It's actually quite different than the movie. Although I am loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random thoughts to come later! I'm going to make some lunch and watch some more movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2012477850863172550?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2012477850863172550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-laziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2012477850863172550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2012477850863172550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-laziness.html' title='summer laziness'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4283702543381295968</id><published>2010-07-06T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T11:33:23.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>I know there's no greater feeling than the love of a family.</title><content type='html'>7th heaven makes everything better. I seriously love this series. Season 5 Disc 5, here I come! My favorite character is probably Lucy because she reminds me of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I started reading a new book. Timeline by Michael Crichton. So far, I'm liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays plan: library and then possibly mall. My closet is emptier than it usually is. This weather that we have been having lately has made me feel the need for spring cleaning. Too bad it's summer. Anyways, the whole family has gotten involved. My parents closet is emptier too and there are quite a few bags downstairs waiting to be donated or sold at a garage sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4283702543381295968?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4283702543381295968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-theres-no-greater-feeling-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4283702543381295968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4283702543381295968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-theres-no-greater-feeling-than.html' title='I know there&apos;s no greater feeling than the love of a family.'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-947237956037909141</id><published>2010-07-05T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:11:25.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>classic</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was the worst day of the year. I absolutely Hate the fourth of July. I celebrate it in no way shape or form. We went to Moxee, ate mexican food, watched movies, and just slept. Its been seven years since I was burned, but the noises still bug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a good one though. I went to garage sales, got a bunch of books, and saw Eclipse (which was AMAZING).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of books, I just finished the Confessions of a Shopaholic series. Hillarious. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just watched Parent Trap with Lindsey Lohan. It's a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I really really REALLY want to go to the One Republic/Maroon 5 concert in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of music, I recently downloaded an EP from a band called Wake the Giant. It's pretty good. Go check it out and download it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://wakethegiantmusic.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-947237956037909141?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/947237956037909141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/classic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/947237956037909141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/947237956037909141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/07/classic.html' title='classic'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1211813764385464078</id><published>2010-06-28T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:29:39.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Movies, Books, Peace.</title><content type='html'>Just watched Mr. Woodcock. It wasn't really that funny. The only funny part was near the end. And apparently a lot of people think the same; when typing in Mr Woodcock into youtube, videos entitled "the only funny scene in Mr. Woodcock" come up. Here is one such video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NIT1vK_DR1k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NIT1vK_DR1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am reading the Confessions of a shopaholic series. This is actually a good series. Tonight's read, Shopaholic &amp;amp; Sister. Not sure where it's going so far, but I'm sure it will be somewhere good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing one of my birthday presents right now. A peace necklace. LOVE IT. Thanks Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488031366420584258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TClnc2-zV0I/AAAAAAAAADM/rBSgv7M3j6E/s200/craigslist+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1211813764385464078?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1211813764385464078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/movies-books-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1211813764385464078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1211813764385464078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/movies-books-peace.html' title='Movies, Books, Peace.'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TClnc2-zV0I/AAAAAAAAADM/rBSgv7M3j6E/s72-c/craigslist+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1112660186455463013</id><published>2010-06-28T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:07:08.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twenty'/><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Wow. I'm no longer a teenager, I am 20. It doesn't even feel real yet. I am still in the mindframe of 19. But I mean 20. That seems so Old. I mean I'm in my twenties. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a birthday party planned and unfortunatly it turned out to pretty lame. I ended up hanging out with one friend, having a water balloon toss, tie dying some shirts, drawing with henna all over our bodies, and watching movies. I mean I enjoyed all of those moments, but it wasn't what I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some awesome presents, mostly cds. I can't wait to listen to them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today feels like a day where I just want to sit in bed, reading, listening to music, watching movies, doing nothing. But I already made plans for lunch today with Hannah at this mexican place in Snoqualmie. I love mexican food, but that means I have to get dressed. And actually, fairly soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite song of the moment just came on the radio! Secrets by one republic. Listen to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bAMpQId5QI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_bAMpQId5QI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later....from a 20 year old.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1112660186455463013?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1112660186455463013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1112660186455463013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1112660186455463013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3244766232240817782</id><published>2010-06-16T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:08:43.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Graduating lazy days</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to my cousin's graduation. So congrats to Travis and Meagan! It was kind of funny to see how they reacted. Travis did not look excited at all and Meagan was just shouting and jumping for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TBkvElghc6I/AAAAAAAAACk/xryzLjA_cJE/s1600/megtravgrad+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483465777134793634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TBkvElghc6I/AAAAAAAAACk/xryzLjA_cJE/s320/megtravgrad+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TBkvFCDCY6I/AAAAAAAAACs/IE0AtmQu4SI/s1600/megtravgrad+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483465784795751330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TBkvFCDCY6I/AAAAAAAAACs/IE0AtmQu4SI/s320/megtravgrad+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterwards, I went to Olive Garden for dinner. YUM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am watching a Mary Kate and Ashley movie, When in Rome. It is extremely cheesy... But I don't really care. It's a lazy day! Sweats, leftovers, cheesy movies, sleeping in, and staying up late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3244766232240817782?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3244766232240817782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduating-lazy-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3244766232240817782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3244766232240817782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduating-lazy-days.html' title='Graduating lazy days'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/TBkvElghc6I/AAAAAAAAACk/xryzLjA_cJE/s72-c/megtravgrad+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7891259641638692877</id><published>2010-06-13T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:00:50.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Laughs with the girls</title><content type='html'>Wow. School is done for the summer, vacation is over (and was AMAZINGGG), and summer is here.&lt;br /&gt;The first real event of summer: Girls day!&lt;br /&gt;Natasha came over and we caught up and played cheesy board games (Barbie game, and Life). Then we watched Evolution and ate lasagna. (For those who don't know what Evolution is, please watch this trailer and then rent it!!! It is hillarious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAiUZUHcEbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAiUZUHcEbQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Kayla came over and we talked some more. We decided to go see a movie in Issaquah. After a dance party in the car, talking to some random person in line about eavesdropping and china, and then sitting down, we finally saw Letters to Juliet. It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, right now I am reading Holes again and am craving some Shia Lebouef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may no longer be in school, but with summer comes a whole new type of busy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7891259641638692877?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7891259641638692877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/laughs-with-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7891259641638692877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7891259641638692877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/06/laughs-with-girls.html' title='Laughs with the girls'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6411804178936093370</id><published>2010-05-24T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:10:21.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Finals and Finales</title><content type='html'>OMG LOST finale last night...amazing! It was so unexpected. What I got from the end is that the church was a place where everyone went when they died. It is not a certain time; some died earlier, and some died much later. But they created this place to meet each other again. Overall, amazing. I can not wait until August when the season comes out on dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.blurtit.com/var/group/images/g/g8/g80/g804/g804331_Lost-season2%20mynd3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw a few peoples facebook statuses saying how bad it was, but I honestly loved it. Oh, who am I kidding? I love anything that Lost does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next finale I'm looking forward to? Flash Forward. This thursday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I have got to make it through Finals week first. Today I turned in my 15 pages paper and my creative nonfiction portfolio. Tomorrow, I will be studying all day for oceanography with Kara and Devon. Wednesday-Oceanography final!!! Thursday-religion paper due and home!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only three more days. I can make it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6411804178936093370?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6411804178936093370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/finals-and-finales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6411804178936093370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6411804178936093370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/finals-and-finales.html' title='Finals and Finales'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5146747856414069324</id><published>2010-05-20T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:59:49.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day of work for the year. It was amazing. The kids sang me a song, gave me a card, and gave me a huge group hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's days like these that I love work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473444053691284514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S_WUXgY-PCI/AAAAAAAAACU/K8c93i0z95Y/s320/work+card+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473444066251828242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S_WUYPLo7BI/AAAAAAAAACc/q6FHOy9FWD8/s320/work+card+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the weather is spastic. In the last 4 hours, it has rained, been sunny, and hailed. I wish it would just make it's mind up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First final today-wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5146747856414069324?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5146747856414069324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5146747856414069324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5146747856414069324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S_WUXgY-PCI/AAAAAAAAACU/K8c93i0z95Y/s72-c/work+card+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6908126828709535751</id><published>2010-05-19T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:56:01.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oceanography'/><title type='text'>Horror movie fish</title><content type='html'>Today in oceanography we watched an episode of blue planet. It was about the deep abyss and the animals that lived there. Some of the fish down there are seriously creepy. They could be in a horror movie. Like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.liftingfaces.com/uploads/deepbook_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scientists only recently discovered this bad boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have the hiccups. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, another thing I thought about was Finding Nemo and how much I wanted to watch it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That will just have to wait until finals are over (in 8 days!!) ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and my hiccups are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6908126828709535751?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6908126828709535751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/horror-movie-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6908126828709535751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6908126828709535751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/horror-movie-fish.html' title='Horror movie fish'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7485391897102879019</id><published>2010-05-16T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:48:08.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oceanography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>The final countdown</title><content type='html'>Only eleven more days. I can't wait for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with Erik Hassle and his song Hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went on an oceanography field trip to Salt creek. 2 1/2 hours one way in van, then climbing all over slippery rocks and sand to see anenomes, crabs, and seaweed. I actually love the ocean, so I didn't mind. And near the end I was just focused on looking for crabs. Me and my friend Devon would hold them and name them after American Idol people. He dropped one in a tide pool and a bunch of fish came and ate it. His name was Casey James. Does this mean he will get eliminated this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love Gary Go's song "heart and soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is dead week and next week is finals week. Oh, the joy. I am just a tutor dinner, 2 work days, 7 classes, one reading, one lab final, one final, and three papers away from the summer. The monday after finals I am going to Florida and Disneyworld. Should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I was in a video for work. It's pretty lame, but check it out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGW8RNaPqak&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGW8RNaPqak&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7485391897102879019?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7485391897102879019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7485391897102879019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7485391897102879019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-countdown.html' title='The final countdown'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4395579745378403328</id><published>2010-05-02T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:36:36.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Me, Myself, and I</title><content type='html'>So recently I have been thinking about how I don't show pretty much anyone all of me or the real me. I would really love to do this. However I am an attention hog and a compulsive liar. I don't know why I feel the need to hide parts of myself from others; I guess I feel like I need to please everyone. And that is impossible. So I am going to try on working on this. Starting now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 20 totally true statements about me.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love my family so much. I hate spending time apart from them, and I am a true homebody.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love watching movies. My top three are evolution, click, and without a paddle.&lt;br /&gt;3. To de-stress, I like to watch movies, listen to music, hang out with friends, and lounge around and be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;4. I lost one of my best friends last August. It still kills me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a reader. Books delight me. I have a list of books I want to read that is currently up to like 400.&lt;br /&gt;6. Somedays, I think that winning the lottery would be the answer to all of my problems. I can't imagine a life where I am unsuccessful or struggling to make ends meet.&lt;br /&gt;7. I would love to win a contest or competition or anything. It goes along with me being an attention hog.&lt;br /&gt;8. I have an excellent memory for song lyrics. Even for songs I absolutely detest.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love listening to top 40 music and radio disney.&lt;br /&gt;10. I watch Hannah Montana and love it. I own the movie.&lt;br /&gt;11. My favorite part of the day is the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;12. I love my job now tutoring kids, but I could never do it for a living.&lt;br /&gt;13. I like volunteering at the animal food bank. Part of me wants to be more involved.&lt;br /&gt;14. I have never seen the Matriz and don't care to.&lt;br /&gt;15. My favorite animal is a unicorn. Ask me to name a real favorite animal, and I can't.&lt;br /&gt;16. I hate fireworks, and being close to fires.&lt;br /&gt;17. I am a Harry Potter fan And a Twilight fan (and a Vampire Diaries fan for that matter). Don't ask me to choose.&lt;br /&gt;18. I like to spend time alone in my room.&lt;br /&gt;19. I am living in a double room next year, not a single.&lt;br /&gt;20. I am a procrastinator who is good at time management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4395579745378403328?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4395579745378403328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-myself-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4395579745378403328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4395579745378403328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, Myself, and I'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5550441741494903367</id><published>2010-04-28T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:40:26.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Quarantine</title><content type='html'>I found this video today. It's a guy in quarantine rapping. Its kind of funny. I mean, what else are you going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 330px" width="410" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqGLHluDoe0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqGLHluDoe0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to homework...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5550441741494903367?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5550441741494903367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/quarantine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5550441741494903367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5550441741494903367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/quarantine.html' title='Quarantine'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5685864212386935881</id><published>2010-04-26T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:51:12.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>The simple moments are the best. This weekend was wonderful, because of the little things. I went home. I got to see my parents and my cats. I slept in my own bed. We took a window tour at a candy factory, and took the backroads home. I caught up on my television shows. I got new shoes. I saw the moon behind the trees from my window and watched in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://vuni.net/m/moon_tree.jpg" /&gt;And then I got to school. Instant stress. I realized I didn't do a thing this weekend. Now, I need to write like 4 papers, do some study questions, and read a few chapters. Oh, the life of an english major.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5685864212386935881?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5685864212386935881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/simplicity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5685864212386935881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5685864212386935881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8246201208591966747</id><published>2010-04-22T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:10:43.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Magic Chef</title><content type='html'>Make a wish and place it in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want, everything you want.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now believe it can come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know where the next miracle is going to come from, the next smile, the next wish come true. But if you believe that it's right around the corner, and you open your heart and mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might just get the thing you're wishing for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is full of magic.&lt;br /&gt;You just have to believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make your wish.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have it?&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, believe in it, with all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're looking for inspiration, watch Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution. Here's a sneak peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDEJR-6paB0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDEJR-6paB0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after you watch the show, sign the petition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/campaigns/jamies-food-revolution/petition"&gt;http://www.jamieoliver.com/campaigns/jamies-food-revolution/petition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8246201208591966747?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8246201208591966747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/magic-chef.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8246201208591966747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8246201208591966747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/magic-chef.html' title='Magic Chef'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6544739915320699867</id><published>2010-04-17T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:57:34.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Beginning</title><content type='html'>So for my poetry and fiction class, we have to do a multi-part assignment for tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;We have to:&lt;br /&gt;1. write out 10 random titles&lt;br /&gt;2. pick 3&lt;br /&gt;3. start writing a story for each of the 3 titles for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;4. then pick the best that you think you could expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways... I picked these three titles.&lt;br /&gt;1. Rhinoceros&lt;br /&gt;2. The pillowcase&lt;br /&gt;3. An echo in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked the pillowcase to turn in, but I actually kind of like the other two as well, so I though I would post them here. Keep in mind, I only wrote these in 10 minutes and it is only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhinoceros&lt;br /&gt;The bell rang and released the kids out onto the playground. A short boy named Kevin came out onto the field. He wore glasses and a big puffy coat. The other kids laughed. He hung his head in shame and walked past them. Another group of children were pretending to be animals. Kevin liked animals, so he asked if he could join.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, why not? You can be a rhinoceros. They are ugly too, like you and your big coat. Get down on all fours rhinoceros!” shouted a nearby boy named Zack. The children laughed in agreement and carried on with their game. Kevin started to cry and ran off to the bathroom. He did not want to play with them if they were going to make fun of him.&lt;br /&gt;The bell rang and he went back inside. Taking off his coat, you could notice the ratty red t-shirt he wore almost everyday. The jeans he was wearing had a small hole in the knee and grass stains below it. He sat down at his desk and dutifully did his work. After school, he climbed onto the bus, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy, Kevin’s mom, was waiting for him in the living room when he opened the door. She smiled and made him release all of his fears. He started to cry again and told her of the rhinoceros comment. Wiping his tears, she gently said, “Kevin, don’t let those boys tease you like that. And do you know what? Rhinoceros, they happen to be my favorite animal.” This made Kevin extremely happy.&lt;br /&gt;The next day at recess, he went back up to the animal kids. He got down on all fours and started to make noises like a rhino would. Zack laughed manically and shouted at Kevin, “Hey, look! There’s a rhinoceros with us today. Lets get him! We don’t want any rhinoceros here. They don’t belong with us.” As Zack was shouting, Kevin was slowly getting up and wiping the loose grass from his already stained jeans. He did not want to cry today, but he didn’t know how to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin stumbled over his words as he mumbled, “my mom likes rhinoceros.”&lt;br /&gt;Zack heard this and said, “And she also likes you! She must be a rhinoceros too!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An echo in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;“Beth! Pay attention! You’re burning your marshmallow” said Beth’s best friend, Katie. They were camping for the first time by themselves. Beth looked up and laughed as she quickly blew out the gooey black mush on the end of her stick. She threw the stick in the fire and placed a new white marshmallow into her mouth. The sound of Katie’s laughter and the fire crackling was all she could hear. They roasted a few more marshmallows until the fire was almost burnt out. Katie yawned and asked, “bed time yet?”. Beth yawned and nodded in agreement and the two girls climbed into the tent.&lt;br /&gt;As Katie’s soft snores floated into the air, Beth stared up to the top of the tent and listened. She could hear an owl somewhere in the distance. Her eyes slowly started to close, and soon, she was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;“HAAAAAA!” Katie and Beth both sat straight up, their eyes wide.&lt;br /&gt;“Was that you?” asked Beth softly.&lt;br /&gt;“No, I thought it was you” responded Katie. The two girls looked at each other in pure terror as the noise continued to echo through the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Haha. Right now I am listening to NSync. I don't know, I just get in this mood every now and then and have a craving. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched Wizard of Oz. It will always make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6544739915320699867?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6544739915320699867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6544739915320699867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6544739915320699867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/beginning.html' title='Beginning'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7118518128201030193</id><published>2010-04-16T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:36:59.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>So tonight was fun. I went out to Chopsticks for dinner with Kara, Megan, Mari, and a few other people. I had the sweet and sour chicken. It was pink. haha&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and got ice cream at Baskin robbins. I can never turn down ice cream. I got the cookie dough, which was delicious although I prefer the safeway kind and I like to save my cookie dough for last.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went to dance ensemble. It was amazing. I knew a few people in it and they were awesome. The finale...omg. Everyone comes out in zombie costumes and danced to thriller and then billie jean. By far, the best dance of the night. I think it would be so much fun to dance in it. So I have made a promise to myself. I will at least audition next year for dance ensemble. Every year I say I will, and every year I make an excuse. SO. Next year, I will be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a random note, go to &lt;a href="http://office.jackinthebox.com/"&gt;http://office.jackinthebox.com&lt;/a&gt; and click on the phone. funniest thing EVERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later! Tonights movie night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7118518128201030193?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7118518128201030193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7118518128201030193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7118518128201030193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2060381016681115139</id><published>2010-04-15T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:51:31.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Wild Echoes on a wild week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.plu.edu/~bergmaca/images/echos_bigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.plu.edu/~bergmaca/images/echos_bigger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S8fqUCEQL9I/AAAAAAAAACM/LMQnmbkvvIk/s1600/thankstasha_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo first of all, I got a single room for next year! Although now I am thinking that it is A LOT of money and I might want a roommate...so idk.&lt;br /&gt;The mountain was out briefly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had to read Solar Storms by Linda Hogan for my religion class. Well, I got through about half. But it didnt really matter because we only talked about for five minutes. So I guess I have time to finish it this weekend. I also had to read Wild Echoes by Charles Bergman. Its always kind of intimidating to read a book written by your professor. I mean, what if it sucked? Its not like you can clearly state your opnion. And then today, during discussion, he kept saying things like, "Lets look at this first paragraph. Its amazing. I think the writer is brilliant. I wrote this chapter in like an hour". I mean, can you get anymore self centered. Oh well, it wasnt horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching CSI. A guy from high school musical is in it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week has been insanely crazy. I mean I have had papers, projects, appointments, and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight is going to be a lazy night. My roommate is going to be studying all night in the lounge, so I will have the room to myself. So I think its going to be TV, guitar hero, and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2060381016681115139?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2060381016681115139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/wild-echoes-on-wild-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2060381016681115139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2060381016681115139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/wild-echoes-on-wild-week.html' title='Wild Echoes on a wild week'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5412284476274999650</id><published>2010-04-13T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:02:56.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>too much stress</title><content type='html'>I missed my housing appointment today. I don't know what classes to take next fall. I feel stressed out with declaring my major, making my appointments, needing to start writing my final paper, writing other papers, reading books... I don't think I feel the same as I did before this all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I will never be who I was before. Maybe, I don't even know her anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5412284476274999650?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5412284476274999650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-much-stress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5412284476274999650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5412284476274999650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-much-stress.html' title='too much stress'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1562044478789750873</id><published>2010-04-12T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:39:14.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whale watching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bands'/><title type='text'>whale watching</title><content type='html'>This weekend I did a lot of driving. Around 400 miles of driving. And I threw up. But was it worth it? Absolutely. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went whale watching in Westport with my environmental writing class and my cousin. It was so much fun. We were on a boat named the Ranger. We went out in the ocean, got soaked, saw A LOT of water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459459165858201538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S8PlL5a6f8I/AAAAAAAAACE/E5QO4CQZvko/s320/whale+watching+014.JPG" /&gt;and a whale! Although I didn't get a picture at all. He came up quite a few times and was super close to the boat. You could see the barnacles on his back! We saw his blowhole and his back. His name was Spot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall,  I had a good time. But now I have homework to do... Yet I have no motivation at all. I got most of it done already, just one more thing left. So I think I will watch dancing with the stars, eat a cookie, and then get back to work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, I found an awesome new band. NeverShoutNever. I am in love with their song "on the bright side". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You're only as tall as your heart will let you be and you're only as small as the world will make you seem. And when the going gets tough, and you feel like you may fall, just look on the bright side, you're roughly six feet tall..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1562044478789750873?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1562044478789750873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/whale-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1562044478789750873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1562044478789750873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/whale-watching.html' title='whale watching'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S8PlL5a6f8I/AAAAAAAAACE/E5QO4CQZvko/s72-c/whale+watching+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2607587171712250517</id><published>2010-04-01T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:57:09.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april fools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Blogging april fools</title><content type='html'>So its spring break and the other day I went to Western to visit two of my best friends. Super fun. However, we were talking about blogs and how everyone had one at one point or another. We found my friends old blog from when she was like 14. Hillarious. All it talked about was how many shoes she had, and trivial school day occurances. She deleted it after we read it. She asked me if I had a blog like this, and I had to think about it. When did blogging suddenly change? Or has it? I mean, in middle school and high school all that was written was "so today i went to la, and it was boring. we did this assignment, this boy looked at me...". Now, I want to say that it has matured, but I am not so sure. I still talk about school and how it was boring. I still talk about assignments we did; not so much about the boys. I don't know. I'm not that mature sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is April fools day after all. Last night, I went around the house looking for pranks to pull. I settled for tying the fridge and freezer together so you couldnt open it. I also labeled all of the sweet n low packs "cocaine", dyed the milk pink, and put a red wet papertowel (in a bag labeled dont look for the bodies...) in the oatmeal box. Yeah, thats real mature. Anyways, this morning I woke up and discovered my sink was full of fruit snacks. The toliet water was green. The cookie jar, egg dye box, and a jar of vinegar were in the fridge. My whole family is obviously mature. But they rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am off to hang out with my best friend, Kayla. Typing at the library waiting for her seems kind of awkward....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2607587171712250517?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2607587171712250517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogging-april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2607587171712250517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2607587171712250517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogging-april-fools.html' title='Blogging april fools'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8038391711195646161</id><published>2010-03-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:30:49.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Advice and survival</title><content type='html'>Only one more week of school until Spring Break! I am so excited to just go home, and relax. It has been way too long. This week I had to wake up early a lot and do a lot more than I was used to. Of course, this weekend was good though. I went to a dance on the spirit of seattle boat and danced the night away. I watched new moon with Katie. I went shopping with mom and dad. Basically, I did no homework. And am continuing to do so. Tonights menu: Extreme makeover, facebook, oceanography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I read a speech today by this old lady who went to college in her eighties. Her advice was extremely good. She said, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regrets."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8038391711195646161?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8038391711195646161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/advice-and-survival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8038391711195646161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8038391711195646161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/advice-and-survival.html' title='Advice and survival'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-731467144945465634</id><published>2010-03-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:15:58.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Open Letters</title><content type='html'>I had to do this in poetry class the other day. I think some of them are actually kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Surfboard,&lt;br /&gt;I had big plans for you. I bought you at a garage sale and yet you have stayed in the garage all this time. Yellow and green, you used to shine magnificently. Now you are all caked in dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Snowflakes,&lt;br /&gt;You enchant me. I love seeing you when I'm at the cabin. Gently laying down in you and waving my arms and legs back and forth to create an angel imprint. I love when you lightly dust the ground or cake the entire house. Catching you on my tongue is glorious and I enjoy it so much; although I'm sure you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Will.I.Am,&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing. I love the Black Eyed Peas, but you are my favorite member by far. Your ingenius words fill my ears and I must sing along everytime your lips move. If you want to come create beautiful music in my living room, that would be just fine with me. Bring Fergie if you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mount Si,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there. I loved seeing you when walking to the bus stop each morning when I was young. And I love seeing you topped with snow or glistening in the sun out my dining room window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nicholas Sparks,&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work. I own most of your books (although I have yet to read them all). The books I have read are simply wonderful and bring tears to my eyes. The movies arent half bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Big Toe,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for kicking things and stubbing you all of the time. You must get sick of it. I will try to be more careful in the future but you know me, that is a hard thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Stefan Salvatore,&lt;br /&gt;You kind of freak me out but at the same time I am in love with you. You and Elena make such a cute couple. However, if you ever want to leave her, my neck is always open for your biting pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Moon to Wonder,&lt;br /&gt;You enchant me. I love seeing you every night and sometimes in the morning. You look magnificent, even with clouds covering your lovely face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-731467144945465634?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/731467144945465634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/open-letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/731467144945465634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/731467144945465634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/open-letters.html' title='Open Letters'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4423180611322050974</id><published>2010-03-10T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:09:14.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortune cookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Fortune cookie lies</title><content type='html'>So exactly three months ago I ate a fortune cookie. The fortune inside said, "remember three months from this date! Your lucky star is shining."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I checked my email to see if I had any that would make my day, but No I did not. I had an email from my boss saying that her site visits were going to be different this year. She was only going to check up on the newbies, meaning not me, seeing as this is my fifth semester working there. I checked the schedule anyway wanting to see when she was going to be at my school so I could avoid her. MY NAME WAS ON THE LIST. I dont understand why! I am a good tutor, she has told me so. Honestly I think she just hates me. She gave me a bad review last semester (a below satisfactory) and then when I went to meet with her about it, she said she should have given me a higher score. Well, you obviously didnt want to give me a higher score, otherwise you would have changed it. So yes, I hated her before. I hate her even more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shining  star moment, fortune cookie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4423180611322050974?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4423180611322050974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/fortune-cookie-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4423180611322050974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4423180611322050974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/fortune-cookie-lies.html' title='Fortune cookie lies'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6071427251795558948</id><published>2010-03-04T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:23:23.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stumble upon'/><title type='text'>Stumbling Idol</title><content type='html'>I discovered Stumble Upon last night. Addicted now. Haha&lt;br /&gt;I found this website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dothedaft.com/idaft/"&gt;http://www.dothedaft.com/idaft/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is very entertaining, and this one, which is pretty funny, especially if you ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyjunk.com/funny_pictures/230630/Ski%2BSigns/"&gt;http://www.funnyjunk.com/funny_pictures/230630/Ski%2BSigns/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching American idol. This season, im liking Andrew Garcia and katelyn Epperly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am watching A walk to remember. Love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a busy day today. Work, school, school and more school. I really detest tuesdays and thursdays. At least I dont have that much homework, although at times it seems like it is way too much. I need to contact my volunteering places, excuse me: service learning. I need to read half of a book, write a poem, and read some more.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I am going to the pacific science center for karas birthday, should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6071427251795558948?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6071427251795558948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/stumbling-idol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6071427251795558948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6071427251795558948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/03/stumbling-idol.html' title='Stumbling Idol'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-5761563877752940710</id><published>2010-02-24T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:41:17.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>King Curtis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This video is hillarious. It is of a wife swap episode. One family was very focused on fitness, while the other was focused on family. The little boy in this family loves chicken nuggets. He ate them all of the time. He loved junk food as well. Here's what happened when the junk food was thrown out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T_obaO46Bo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T_obaO46Bo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5761563877752940710?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5761563877752940710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/king-curtis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5761563877752940710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5761563877752940710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/king-curtis.html' title='King Curtis'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3046846612371654555</id><published>2010-02-23T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:05:55.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Oh, Simon Cowell</title><content type='html'>So today I am watching American Idol, one of my guilty pleasures. I absolutely love Simon Cowell; he says the most outrageous things. Although I agree with most of them. Here's a sampling from tonight's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You gave it 100% effort but probably delivered 65%"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were like a wind up doll that never stops smiling throughout the song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought it was quite depressing. After 15 seconds, I was trying to work out how much longer we had."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like your first kiss. You remember your first kiss-not you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is a very very dark song. That might be because youre a dark person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wrote a poem today about high school, and sort of about eric.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in a sea&lt;br /&gt;Of people I run into&lt;br /&gt;Waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls are painted with roses&lt;br /&gt;Rainy day clouds&lt;br /&gt;And notebook paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice camouflage&lt;br /&gt;And hunter orange&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doors&lt;br /&gt;Of possibility&lt;br /&gt;Surround you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While remnants of fun times&lt;br /&gt;Sparkle on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Beneath you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red boxes&lt;br /&gt;Stick out&lt;br /&gt;From the white washed walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As students&lt;br /&gt;Crouch down&lt;br /&gt;Attacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain&lt;br /&gt;Combination&lt;br /&gt;Of numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wildcat&lt;br /&gt;On the wall&lt;br /&gt;Overlooks them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks&lt;br /&gt;Towards the mountain&lt;br /&gt;And the blue sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock&lt;br /&gt;Ticks&lt;br /&gt;Slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly&lt;br /&gt;Stops&lt;br /&gt;Without warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for some more enjoyment for the night...&lt;br /&gt;watch this video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3cTEQFP3VQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3cTEQFP3VQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3046846612371654555?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3046846612371654555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-simon-cowell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3046846612371654555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3046846612371654555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-simon-cowell.html' title='Oh, Simon Cowell'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1252492764920363807</id><published>2010-02-22T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:15:30.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric ward'/><title type='text'>Crappy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S4MeFKmf7RI/AAAAAAAAABY/fG40Pb0oyQU/s1600-h/eric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441225848887700754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S4MeFKmf7RI/AAAAAAAAABY/fG40Pb0oyQU/s320/eric.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, I went to oceanography and then headed back to my dorm. I couldnt find my card key and then when I did find it, I discovered that my whistle had broken off of my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate lunch and checked facebook and discovered that Eric Ward, a boy I went to high school with died. We werent close friends or anything but it still hit hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to get a water from my fridge, and discovered that there was huge amounts of water flooding it and spilling out onto my floor. My roommate had put a bag of ice in the freezer and it had melted all over the place. Appartently she isnt smart enough to remember that it didnt freeze anything. I had to use my towel and wipe it all up; the towel is now soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am waiting for my roommate to get back and have a talk with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But judging my luck, something else will end up badly as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all crappy days deserve crappy endings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1252492764920363807?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1252492764920363807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/crappy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1252492764920363807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1252492764920363807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/crappy-day.html' title='Crappy day'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S4MeFKmf7RI/AAAAAAAAABY/fG40Pb0oyQU/s72-c/eric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-621764978749087686</id><published>2010-02-17T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:54:11.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire alarm'/><title type='text'>fire alarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ballyhooligan.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/fire_alarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ballyhooligan.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/fire_alarm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dang fire alarm just went off right before American Idol! I went downstairs and waited outside until they said we could go back in-around 9:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went inside, and discovered that the alarms in the hall were off, but not the ones in our rooms. It was so loud, that I couldnt stay in the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pretty much everyone on our floor ended up just sitting down in the lounge and chilling. For 30 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously campus safety, you couldnt get the fire alarms off for like an hour? I mean it was a drill. And this obviously isnt your first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-621764978749087686?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/621764978749087686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/fire-alarm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/621764978749087686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/621764978749087686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/fire-alarm.html' title='fire alarm'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8718081753836514088</id><published>2010-02-17T16:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:14:12.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nw trek'/><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>I honestly don't know where to begin today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got an email back from NW Trek about volunteering and they said it would be pretty much impossible seeing as I only need 20 hours. To work with the public, you need 40 hours and for group events, you only need 10. But you wouldnt be working with the animals, you would mostly be planitng trees and things like that. So, I dont think I will be going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just emailed my other option, Seniors with Pets assistance. I hope this place will be more accomodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havn't heard anything from the RA meeting yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just printed out a 31 page reading for Christian theology. I need to read this, and a few sections of a book for tomorrow. I also need to do the study questions for the readings. In addition to all of this, I need to write a journal entry for Creative Nonfiction and do some more reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate is taking a power nap right now. I thought she said she needed to study a lot today? Oh well, not my problem if she doesnt get it done. Actually, she is thinking of going to dinner right now. It is like 4:00pm. Who eats dinner now? She invited me, but no thanks, I dont actually want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just want to read Vampire Diaries, watch Sisterhood of the traveling pants 2, or play guitar hero right now. Something fun. At least I have no work this week. And tomorrow I am having lunch with Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to homework. Or perhaps a facebook break?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8718081753836514088?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8718081753836514088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/homework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8718081753836514088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8718081753836514088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-6567890245541157495</id><published>2010-02-16T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:24:23.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meetings'/><title type='text'>snickerdoodle meetings</title><content type='html'>So today I went to class and did the normal school stuff. Class got out at eight, and I had an info meeting at eight about being an RA next year. Got there, grabbed a seat next to my roommate, and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8:20 someone went and asked the concierge desk what was happening. They didnt know and said the speaker wouldnt answer their phone. The students there left their emails and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my room, and am currently watching American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, btw, when Simon leaves, I might have to as well. Idol will not be the same without the black shirt-ed critic rolling his eyes all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a closing thought, why does the middle of the cookie always taste the best?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-6567890245541157495?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6567890245541157495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/snickerdoodle-meetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/6567890245541157495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hours&lt;br /&gt;Drive back to school&lt;br /&gt;Eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;Watch tv&lt;br /&gt;Go to Christian Theology&lt;br /&gt;Do that string activity where you throw it to someone and look at the web it makes at the end&lt;br /&gt;Look at syllabus&lt;br /&gt;realize i need to do 6 community service hours and go to 3 lectures for class&lt;br /&gt;Go to Creative Nonfiction&lt;br /&gt;Realize that teacher is not there, so get syllabus from office assistant and leave after five minutes&lt;br /&gt;realize that i have to do 20 hours of community service for class&lt;br /&gt;Go back to room&lt;br /&gt;eat a snack&lt;br /&gt;read vampire diaries&lt;br /&gt;go to poetry and fiction&lt;br /&gt;write random word poem&lt;br /&gt;yawn&lt;br /&gt;look at syllabus&lt;br /&gt;go back to room&lt;br /&gt;watch secret life online&lt;br /&gt;read vampire diaries&lt;br /&gt;brush teeth&lt;br /&gt;get pajamas on&lt;br /&gt;wash face&lt;br /&gt;play nintendo ds&lt;br /&gt;listen to mp3&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;brush teeth&lt;br /&gt;brush hair&lt;br /&gt;get dressed&lt;br /&gt;go to oceanography&lt;br /&gt;talk about syllabus&lt;br /&gt;take notes&lt;br /&gt;look at clock&lt;br /&gt;take more notes&lt;br /&gt;lunch at bakery with kara&lt;br /&gt;order turkey and cream cheese bagel&lt;br /&gt;realize they are out of these&lt;br /&gt;order turkey and havarti sandwich&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i like havarti&lt;br /&gt;get sandwich&lt;br /&gt;think that i do like havarti and this sandwich&lt;br /&gt;write ecological autobio paper&lt;br /&gt;find object in room to symbolize me&lt;br /&gt;facebook&lt;br /&gt;read article and write summary&lt;br /&gt;twitter&lt;br /&gt;read syllabus&lt;br /&gt;look online for readings, only find one&lt;br /&gt;email teacher about other readings that i cant find&lt;br /&gt;read article&lt;br /&gt;check email&lt;br /&gt;realize that readings are actually in a book&lt;br /&gt;write about me essay&lt;br /&gt;read syllabus&lt;br /&gt;go next door to ask if brandi wants to go to dinner&lt;br /&gt;realize boyfriend is in there&lt;br /&gt;make awkward conversation&lt;br /&gt;decide on eating clam chowder and apple juice in room&lt;br /&gt;watch icarly&lt;br /&gt;make poem&lt;br /&gt;post poem online&lt;br /&gt;type responses on other poems&lt;br /&gt;read online readings&lt;br /&gt;start reading letters online&lt;br /&gt;stop reading letters online&lt;br /&gt;pretend i read letters online&lt;br /&gt;find shel silverstein favorite poem online&lt;br /&gt;print out five copies&lt;br /&gt;shower&lt;br /&gt;watch american idol&lt;br /&gt;read book on commercials&lt;br /&gt;put all books away&lt;br /&gt;watch toddlers and tiaras&lt;br /&gt;write blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-5401891061818239722?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5401891061818239722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-days-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5401891061818239722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/5401891061818239722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-days-in-life.html' title='2 days in the life'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4566240620941014159</id><published>2010-02-08T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:09:04.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>And it starts once again.</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of relaxation. Yesterday I came back to PLU and unpacked everything once more. Tomorrow, classes (and work) start back up. And this semester is going to a long one. I am taking five classes; three of which are on the same day. So anyways, I was planning out my schedule today to see when the best time to possibly work out or do homework or whatever was. My schedule ended up so full, that I will be doing good just to wake up every morning, at least it feels that way now. I know that it probably will be fine, I just have to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my schedule for all those who are curious.&lt;br /&gt;Mondays and Wednesdays: Not really bad days Just one class. Oceanography at 11:15. And then Grean/Amnesty International meetings at 8.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday/Thursday: (The crowded days) work 8:50-11. Christian theology 1:45-3:30. Creative nonfiction 3:40-5:25.  Poetry and fiction 6:00-8:00. And then, homework. Fun. This will be the day where I have to wake up early, probably stay up late, and grab a quick dinner between classes. I am so excited. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, upon leaving home yesterday I realized that two of my textbooks have not been delivered yet. So I called home today and heard that one got there today and one hasnt shown up yet. I have those classes tomorrow. I am just hoping I don't really need those books until after this weekend, when I can drive back home to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of books, I am REALLY hoping that I don't need to carry all of these books around with me every day. As of right now, I have 12 books for the three classes that are back to back. And of course, the one class that I have all by it's lonesome, only has one book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to dinner with my roommate, watching some house and heroes, and getting ready for all of tomorrows epicness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4566240620941014159?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4566240620941014159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-it-starts-once-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4566240620941014159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4566240620941014159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-it-starts-once-again.html' title='And it starts once again.'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8681065264998392290</id><published>2010-02-02T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:34:50.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>obsessions</title><content type='html'>I have a problem. Today I was at Target, and I just could not stop shopping (even if that means just looking). Even though I did not buy that much today, I saw many things that I kept glancing back towards and considering buying. I guess part of the problem is that my mom supports my habit. I went there to buy her some things, and she reimbursed me. I told her about the dresses and things I saw and wanted, and she told me I should have bought them. And I am considering that possibility. I love shopping so much. Just finding something that looks cute, catches my eye, or intrigues me makes me want to pick it up and continue. fortunatly, I am currently content with "window shopping", just looking and not buying. I hope this stays for a while. I am kind of short on money since I went to New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another obsession of mine...Lost was amazingly intense and epic tonight. I am in love with all of the secrets and the suspense of this show. I absolutely can not wait to see the rest of this season. I can guarantee that it will be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, school starts back up in one week. I don't have all of my books yet and I have not even begun to pack. I havnt even begun to think about it! Sometimes I just freeze time. Although, today I did make a schedule for myself and everything I need to do this week. I am also forcing myself to go to bed at midnight tonight and wake up at ten. Well, it's a start right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and completely unrelated to anything. Today, I discovered that one of my wisdom teeth is finally growing in. Great. What a fun time this will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8681065264998392290?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8681065264998392290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8681065264998392290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8681065264998392290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsessions.html' title='obsessions'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8645632813202488294</id><published>2010-02-02T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:35:18.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiplash'/><title type='text'>Bad to the bone</title><content type='html'>I love hanging out with friends. They make me happy. I loved seeing Kayla and Natasha today. It was wonderful, even though my car died. Oh well, it's charging now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I just can't seem to go to bed or wake up at a normal time ever since New Zealand. You would think that after a week, I would have a somewhat normal sleeping schedule. But no, I go to sleep around midnight or one and wake up around eleven. Ugh... School starts back up in a week and I need to actually start being productive and have a normal sleep schedule. I also need to clean my room and pack up my stuff once again. I have been receiving textbooks in the mail lately and it just stresses me out. I havnt actually done real school since before christmas. I feel like I might have to try harder just to get in the swing of things this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, backstreet boys just came on my music. haha. Flashback to the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulders and neck are still sore. This weekend, I went snowmobiling and my brakes went out while going down a hill. So I jumped off the snowmobile and perhaps recieved whiplash? It was one of the scariest moments of my life. And it made me reflect on all of the bad things that have happened to me. It seems like a lot and made me wonder if everyone else goes through this much crap. I kind of secretly hope they do, just to make me feel normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to read Vampire Diaries. (Which is TOTALLY different from the tv series, if I do say so)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8645632813202488294?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8645632813202488294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-hanging-out-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8645632813202488294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8645632813202488294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-hanging-out-with-friends.html' title='Bad to the bone'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-9171221354015215911</id><published>2010-01-29T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:08:30.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new zealand'/><title type='text'>New Zealand</title><content type='html'>I had to write a letter to my professors for New Zealand, and I thought I would add it on here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cathy and Judy,&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand was amazing. I will never forget it. I learned so much about the culture there and how it is different from ours. First off, everything seems to be backwards. Learning to watch cars drive on the 'wrong' side of the road, with the driver on the passenger side while walking on the left side of the road was extremely confusing. I had to think everytime I turned a door handle or unlocked a door about which way I was turning it. And don't even get me started on walking diagonally in the intersections!&lt;br /&gt;I loved walking around the cities and discovering new and interesting things about New Zealand. Although I loved all of the towns, Christchurch was probably my favorite. It had that small town feeling even though it was rather large. The view at the top of the cathedral there confirmed just how big it was. There were skyscrapers all around, and yet I was still in awe. It seemed like everywhere I walked, there was a busker performing on the street. That made the town feel like they were on a permanent vacation. Christchurch also informed people on many accounts. the town was full of art galleries, bookstores, and historical sights. Whether wandering the botanical gardens or a Saturday market, there was always something that surprised me and made me learn.&lt;br /&gt;Christchurch was also the place where I first noticed the placement of children's books. They always seemed to be in front. Children and literacy obviously play a large role in the cultural identity of New Zealand. Visiting the children's book store, I was astounded at the sheer volume of books. Thinking back to the states, I honestly could not think of a place that only held books for kids, or one that held as much as this one did. Also, when walking into large chain stores, like Whitcoull's, I noticed that the children's books were always in front. This was totally different from what I would expect. Barnes and Nobles or Borders never has these at the front; they are always stuffed in a back corner. I was instantly drawn to the children's section every time in Christchurch, especially after meeting Margaret Mahy.&lt;br /&gt;A large portion of this trip was traveling. Whether it was by airplane, bus, or train, we were always in motion. While in Christchurch, we had bus passes and I was amazed that they always seemed to be on time. There was never a late bus or a line of angry people outside. The bus stop itself was nice as well. There was modern seating that always seemed to have a few teenagers lounging out in it. The bus station was not a 'sketchy' one like in Parkland, but instead, quite nice. Inside of the buses was always a sign stating the number of Overeaters anonymous. I found this quite funny. In America, overeating and being fat, is something that isn't readily talked about. I feel like in the states, this number would never be publicly shown to that extent.&lt;br /&gt;Taking the train was quite interesting as well. It went right by the coast, and I was amazed at how close it could actually get to the water. It seemed like the ocean was only a small distance away. However, the ocean is a big place and I surely noticed that on the ferry ride. The north island and the south island were much farther apart than what I would expect. The ferry ride was nice and much bigger than at home. It was seven stories tall, and had a movie theatre; how's that for big? Staying on the sundeck the entire time, I saw lots of water, a few birds, and many picture perfect scenes.&lt;br /&gt;Heading off of the ferry, it was time for Wellington. The big museum here, Te Papa, was amazing. It was much more interactive than the ones back home. I felt like I could touch so many things. There was also a room solely dedicated to children on each floor. They could play, and learn here at the same time. It was interesting, and I enjoyed seeing these rooms on all of the floors. My favorite exhibit was either the earthquake room or the pests room. The pests room was a giant storage container that you could walk into and try and find pests that had been brought over. This was a fun, and interactive exhibit. The museum even had a few rides and shows! We spent all day there exploring all six floors of exhibits. In New Zealand, most of the museums are free. I thought this was amazing. Many people would love to go to a museum and learn what it has to offer, but don't have the money to do so. This was a great museum, and I would surely go back if I ever go back to New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;Wellington was also the place where I visited the hospital. It was similar to American offices, yet with one key difference. Instead of waiting in the room for the doctor after the nurse is gone, I had to go back out to the waiting room. This was rather odd as the doctor was only a few minutes behind the nurse, and I went into the same room as before. This was confusing, but I was still happy at the end, because my pain was diagnosed.&lt;br /&gt;The Maori culture in New Zealand intrigued me. I found it interesting to watch the natives dance, and tell stories through their dance. I loved going to the hangi, and learning even more about them. Although I didn't particularly care for the food, the entertainment portion of the evening was superb. The haka dance was wonderful, the Maori were nice, and the chosen chiefs were fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;One more interesting thing about New Zealand was the movie theatres. The seats were assigned. I felt like I was in elementary school again, where they told you where to sit. The movie wasn't even full, yet we had to sit in certain seats. It was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to thank you, Cathy and Judy, for leading this trip and inviting me to come along with you. It was an experience of a lifetime, and one I will surely tresaure forever.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Courtney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-9171221354015215911?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/9171221354015215911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-zealand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/9171221354015215911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/9171221354015215911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-zealand.html' title='New Zealand'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4635931248383380841</id><published>2010-01-28T21:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:38:07.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new zealand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>Routines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2JzDJIkqbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fV4oSBmE74s/s1600-h/New+Zealand+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432030598390917554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2JzDJIkqbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fV4oSBmE74s/s320/New+Zealand+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, I got back from New Zealand. It was amazing. I am so glad that I spent my month down under. It was fantastic and I will never forget it. I met new people, who became friends and learned more about myself that I ever thought imaginable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, now that I am home, I have a whole lot more to learn about myself. Like how I handle jet lag (poorly), how late I would like to sleep in until (noon), and what to do with my spare time. I have almost two weeks before I need to return to school and I honestly don't know what I would like to do now. Sleeping in, grabbing a late lunch, and then lounging around in my sweat pants sounds so appealing. Bottom line, I need to set an alarm, get out of bed, get dressed, and do something with my time. Today I did clean my room for a while, and tomorrow I am going to the cabin to go snowmobiling, but what after that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I need to get in a routine again before school so I am not completely caught off guard. Let's see how this works out, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4635931248383380841?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4635931248383380841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/routines.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4635931248383380841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4635931248383380841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/routines.html' title='Routines'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2JzDJIkqbI/AAAAAAAAAAw/fV4oSBmE74s/s72-c/New+Zealand+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-3428322419325807433</id><published>2010-01-01T00:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:40:58.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Singers and Bands you SHOULD know</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aly &amp;amp; AJ. Listen to &lt;em&gt;Potential Breakup Song&lt;/em&gt;. Amazing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amos Lee. &lt;em&gt;Sweet Pea&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, this is the song from the at&amp;amp;t bench commercial. I saw the commercial and instantly fell in love with the song and the artist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashley Tisdale. &lt;em&gt;It's alright, its ok&lt;/em&gt;. Kind of like potential break up song, equally amazing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avril Lavigne. So hard to choose just one song, so heres three. &lt;em&gt;Girlfriend, Anything but Ordinary, Freak out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blake Lewis, the beatboxer from American Idol. Everything that comes out of his mouth is magical, but this is my absolute favorite song by him. &lt;em&gt;End of the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cash Cash. Amazing live and on cd. A lot of people have heard &lt;em&gt;Party in your bedroom&lt;/em&gt;, which is super catchy, but they are not simply a one-hit number. Listen to &lt;em&gt;Sugar Rush&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cheetah Girls. &lt;em&gt;Fuego&lt;/em&gt;. Not only for 13 year old Disney fans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Click Five. &lt;em&gt;Time machine&lt;/em&gt;. (And yes, this was on an old disneyland commercial) but I fell in love with them way before this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel Powter. The man who sang &lt;em&gt;Bad Day&lt;/em&gt; has also written equally good songs. Try &lt;em&gt;Jimmy gets High&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Danity Kane. &lt;em&gt;Sucka for Love&lt;/em&gt;. Practically the only girl group since the spice girls. Great in concert, but unfortunatly, they broke up last summer. Here's hoping for a reunion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Darkness. &lt;em&gt;I Believe in a Thing Called Love &lt;/em&gt;AND &lt;em&gt;Friday Night&lt;/em&gt;. They have a few songs on their cd, but not all of them are gems. These two, are absolutely catchy though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dashboard Confessional. &lt;em&gt;Stolen.&lt;/em&gt; Brilliant. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever the Sickest Kids. I only recently discovered this band, but their music is simply amazing. Try out &lt;em&gt;Whoa Oh! (Me vs. Everyone)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Fray. If you werent living under a rock around 2006, then you probably have heard &lt;em&gt;Over my head (Cable Car). &lt;/em&gt;If you liked it, listen to &lt;em&gt;She is&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gavin DeGraw. &lt;em&gt;In love with a Girl&lt;/em&gt;. A song that just makes you want to sing along. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hoobastank. I could listen to their cd, The reason, for ever and ever. It never gets old. My favorite track on the cd is called &lt;em&gt;Unaffected&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack Johnson. Good relaxing in the sun, lazy day music. &lt;em&gt;Sitting, waiting, wishing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesse McCartney. &lt;em&gt;How do you sleep?, My Baby, She's no you, Leavin'. &lt;/em&gt;Ok, what can I say? Ever since I saw him in concert, I fell in love with him. Although i'm still waiting on him to put &lt;em&gt;Oxygen&lt;/em&gt;, a song he sang at the concert, on one of his cds. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;John Mayer. &lt;em&gt;Daughters, Your Body is a wonderland, Waiting on the world to change&lt;/em&gt;. John Mayer, enough said. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Nozuka. &lt;em&gt;After Tonight&lt;/em&gt;. Similar to Jack Johnson in a way that makes you want to sing right along. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Krystal Meyers. &lt;em&gt;Make some noise.&lt;/em&gt; A perfect song to rock out to. She is a religious singer, yet you can not tell from this track.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Last Goodnight. &lt;em&gt;Pictures of You &lt;/em&gt;(Their most well known song), AND &lt;em&gt;Stay Beautiful. &lt;/em&gt;This band is amazing. I put in the cd in for the first time, and my mom even fell in love with them. Let's just say the cd has never left her car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Metro Station. &lt;em&gt;Seventeen forever&lt;/em&gt;. I wish I had discovered this song when I was seventeen. Although I can simply switch to &lt;em&gt;Wish we were older&lt;/em&gt; and it makes me feel better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We The Kings. Ah-Mazing. Listen to &lt;em&gt;Check Yes Juliet, &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Skyway Avenue. &lt;/em&gt;Their first cd is awesome, and their second promises the same with the first single of &lt;em&gt;Heaven can wait&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-3428322419325807433?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3428322419325807433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/singers-and-bands-you-should-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3428322419325807433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/3428322419325807433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/singers-and-bands-you-should-know.html' title='Singers and Bands you SHOULD know'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-4279160899010346540</id><published>2010-01-01T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:41:20.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><title type='text'>New Years</title><content type='html'>New Years Resolution: To be more adventurous and take advantage of the opportunities that come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the perfect way to start this year out is by going to New Zealand. What could be more adventurous? Traveling across the world to an entirely different country and continent to live for a month. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-4279160899010346540?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4279160899010346540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4279160899010346540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/4279160899010346540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years.html' title='New Years'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1377278728053150187</id><published>2009-12-09T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:34:50.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>ABC-easy as 123</title><content type='html'>I suggest listening to The Jackson 5's ABC 123 while reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Kji6Um0Q1M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Kji6Um0Q1M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 final to study for&lt;br /&gt;2 assignments left to read&lt;br /&gt;3 school days&lt;br /&gt;4 classes&lt;br /&gt;5 books to buy on Amazon&lt;br /&gt;7 papers left to write&lt;br /&gt;9 books to sell on Amazon&lt;br /&gt;10 days until JBB&lt;br /&gt;11 candy canes to get me through finals&lt;br /&gt;15 days until Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;16 until Christmas&lt;br /&gt;17 chapters to study for my final&lt;br /&gt;25 days until New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me: I like the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-I absoultely love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;shlee Simpson's music.&lt;br /&gt;B-I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;othered by people who don't use a crosswalk when there is one extremely close by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-I like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ountry music.&lt;br /&gt;D-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ancing with the Stars is an addiction of mine.&lt;br /&gt;E-I get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;nthusiastic when looking at christmas lights and anything related to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;F-The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;orgotten is an awesome show.&lt;br /&gt;G-I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;et along &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;reat with my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;randparents.&lt;br /&gt;H-I love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ayden&lt;/span&gt; Pannetiere and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;eroes.&lt;br /&gt;I-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am currently watching What &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; like about you.&lt;br /&gt;J-I think that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ewel has a gorgeous voice.&lt;br /&gt;K-My favorite word is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;atzenjammer.&lt;br /&gt;L-I believe in Peace, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove, and Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;M-I love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;iley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;N-I hated the movie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;apolean&lt;/span&gt; Dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;O-I love the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;regon coast.&lt;br /&gt;P-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ayless Shoes has the cutest flats.&lt;br /&gt;Q-I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;uiet in the morning, seeing as I am not a morning person at all.&lt;br /&gt;R-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eeses Pieces are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;S-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tovetop &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tuffing is my favorite food ever.&lt;br /&gt;T-I am a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;utor at a local elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;U-I go to Pacific Lutheran &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;niversity and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;V-I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;ery list-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;W-I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ant&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;edding to be at a beach.&lt;br /&gt;X-At my hospital, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;ray technicians know me. I have had a lot of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;rays over the years.&lt;br /&gt;Y-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;achats, Oregon is a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;Z-In January, I am going to New &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ealand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1377278728053150187?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1377278728053150187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/12/abc-easy-as-123.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1377278728053150187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1377278728053150187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/12/abc-easy-as-123.html' title='ABC-easy as 123'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-2580584917039820967</id><published>2009-11-30T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:01:26.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Numbers</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving and the following weekend were really good. Family dinner, black friday shopping, and relaxing around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was good. I read MLIA (for those of you who dont know, it stands for mylifeisaverage.com VERY FUNNY) and entered a few things into mystery google. There, I was told to text someone and make them smile. We ended up talking all night. So, Kevin from Colorado, Happy Birthday and thanks for talking! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realized all that I have left to do until finals. There are only 10 school days left! I have so much to do! 9 papers, 2 books to read, 1 presentation, 1 quiz, 1 test, 15 readings, 4 work days, and 3 meetings. The numbers are overwhelming. I just can't wait for winter break, and then NEW ZEALAND! (So add on one packing day and cleaning day of my dorm room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is good in all of the bad however. Natasha is coming up this weekend to hang out. So hopefully that will be relaxing and give me enough energy to make it through the last couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing good luck to every college student getting ready finals and the push to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-2580584917039820967?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2580584917039820967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/numbers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2580584917039820967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/2580584917039820967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/numbers.html' title='Numbers'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1854786760503567390</id><published>2009-11-18T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:19:55.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Shuffle mode</title><content type='html'>My music is on shuffle at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;-Bring it on home by: Little Big Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just want to go home. I am so ready for it to be thanksgiving break. I am not ready for finals, and all of the end of the year madness. Yesterday, I was so busy that I literally felt like I was having a nervous breakdown. Not a good thing. I am seriously hoping that does not happen again. Thanksgiving is approaching fast though, so that's good. I only have a couple hundred things to do before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnks fr the mmrs by: Fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just looking through PLU's daily flyer, and discovered that it is international education week. They have events all week long about studying away, different cultures, immigration, etc. One event is titled, "Thanks to the wang center, I was an organic farmer in turkey. Find out how!" Oh, but goshdangit, it was yesterday. Now I will never know how he did this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do by: City High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also very close to christmas. or getting there, anyways. Less than 40 days away. SO EXCITED. Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love snow. I love having no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for classes yesterday. In spring, I will officially be taking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Special topics in Creative Nonfiction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;General Oceanography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction to Poetry and Fiction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christian Theology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I am excited for these classes. I really am excited to Christian Theology, because it sounds cool. The topic this year is women, nature and the sacred.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lips of an angel by: Hinder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My heater isnt working. I am giving out the citizenship test at an Immigration panel tonight. My calendar is of a beach. I need a new calendar. I have an empty box of animal crackers on my desk. I like the box. I like the crackers. I still have a lot of halloween candy. My cousin, who is eleven, recently created a facebook and asked me to be his friend. I got a whistle from campus safety. It came with directions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That thing you do by: The wonders&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to see that movie right now. I havent seen it forever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you need a laugh, check out this video! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5z4Vs26-TI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5z4Vs26-TI&lt;/a&gt; It is a prank call. HILLARIOUS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boyfriend by: Ashlee Simpson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More randomness to come later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1854786760503567390?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1854786760503567390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/shuffle-mode.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1854786760503567390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1854786760503567390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/shuffle-mode.html' title='Shuffle mode'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-1939399495760020052</id><published>2009-11-10T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:07:11.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Breathe</title><content type='html'>If there is an event happening at your place of work, someone should tell you. Perhaps your boss. NO. Perhaps the reading specialist. NO. Perhaps the teacher. NO. I showed up to work today and they were having a veterans day assembly. So, I didnt need to come in. And no one told me. No one at all. The lady at the office said that I should have checked my events calendar. News flash: I did. It wasnt on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am done ranting now. I am also done eating my bagel and cream cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator almost stopped on me this morning. I got in, the doors closed, and then it like bounced and just stopped. Needless to say, I got out and walked down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a midterm tomorrow. A huge one. I am not nervous yet though. I will be when I look at the review packet after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is 44 days until Christmas. &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; worries me. That means that I have less than 44 days to shop for christmas presents, decorate the house, clean the house, study for finals, write papers, read books, pack for winter break, pack for j-term, and sooo much more. I just need to breathe. Speaking of breathing, this song really relaxes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHEj4cRhm3E"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHEj4cRhm3E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later. I need to go breathe. In, Out, In, Out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-1939399495760020052?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1939399495760020052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-there-is-event-happening-at-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1939399495760020052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/1939399495760020052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-there-is-event-happening-at-your.html' title='Breathe'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-8731159337559439813</id><published>2009-11-06T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:29:15.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the worlds fastest indian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>The world's fastest Indian</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I  watched a movie about breaking the landspeed record. he went 200 miles an hour on a motorcycle! it was a pretty good movie, and i would definately recommend it. Here is a Youtube trailer. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bu9dGRQvJY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bu9dGRQvJY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie stars Anthony Hopkins and is called The worlds fastest Indian. It is based on a true story and is actually pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of movies, I think I am going to see A Christmas Carol tomorrow. So excited!&lt;br /&gt;-Right now I am watching The Forgotten. It is a tv show by Jerry Bruckheimer about ordinary people who solve jane and john doe cases. I would suggest watching this show. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;-I would like to give a big shout out to campus safety. Thanks for jumpstarting my car yesterday! I cant believe I forgot to turn the light off...&lt;br /&gt;-Today on google, Oscar the grouch makes an appearance!&lt;br /&gt;-I was just about to say that the food network makes me hungry, however, right now they are eating grasshopper gumbo and it is simply disgusting. But I am still hungry. I want another piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;-Can you say "A noisy noise annoys an oyster" five times fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-8731159337559439813?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8731159337559439813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/worlds-fastest-indian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8731159337559439813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/8731159337559439813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/worlds-fastest-indian.html' title='The world&apos;s fastest Indian'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-627257369011753827</id><published>2009-11-05T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:34:19.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a knights tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>A Knight's Tale</title><content type='html'>While reading my Psychology text book, I came along this surprising paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;"On Sunday, April 25, in the year 1227, a knight named Ulrich von Lichtenstein disguised himself as the goddess Venus. Wearing an ornate white gown, waist-length braids, and heavy veils, Ulrich traveled form Venice to Bohemia, challenging all local warriors to a duel. By his own count (which may have been exaggerated), Ulrich broke 307 lances, unhorsed four opponents, and completed his five-week journey with an undefeated record. The reason for Ulrich's knightly performance was his passion for a princess, nameless to history, who barely gave poor Ulrich the time of day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait-What?? Ulrich Von Lichtenstein? Like in A knight's tale?&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, Google has switched from Big Bird to Cookie Monster today.)&lt;br /&gt;So, appartently A knights tale was taken from the knights tale, by Chaucer. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Knight's Tale" (&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Middle English language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_English_language"&gt;Middle English&lt;/a&gt;: The Knightes Tale) is the first &lt;a title="Short story" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Short_story"&gt;tale&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a title="Geoffrey Chaucer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geoffrey_Chaucer"&gt;Geoffrey Chaucer&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="The Canterbury Tales" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Canterbury_Tales"&gt;The Canterbury Tales&lt;/a&gt;. The story introduces many typical aspects of knighthood such as &lt;a title="Courtly love" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Courtly_love"&gt;courtly love&lt;/a&gt; and ethical dilemmas." (wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am reading a new book. It is for my class. We had to pick a cheesy romance book and write a report on it. Did I mention how CHEESY the selections were? Well, they were extremely cheesy. So what did I end up picking? A sweet valley high book. Elizabeth's secret diary. OMG, how scandalous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one of my favorite songs of the moment is by One Republic. All the right moves.&lt;br /&gt;check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55hnog1VPRk&amp;amp;feature=rec-HM-fresh+div"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55hnog1VPRk&amp;amp;feature=rec-HM-fresh+div&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More randomness to come later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-627257369011753827?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/627257369011753827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/knights-tale.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/627257369011753827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/627257369011753827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/knights-tale.html' title='A Knight&apos;s Tale'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166968685622739934.post-7041164789549875211</id><published>2009-11-04T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:38:35.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bug'/><title type='text'>Giant Water Bug</title><content type='html'>Random thoughts is my blogs name, and random thoughts is what you are about to recieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have so much to do right now, but I cant seem to get my mind around it all. I am excited to go home tommorow for the weekend. I don't want to think of anything else. Yet, I must practice for my midterm, do some readings, read a few chapters of psychology, read &lt;em&gt;A pilgrim at Tinker Creek, &lt;/em&gt;do a weekly response question, pack and read some more readings. That is what I call fun.&lt;br /&gt;-I also need to go to Amnesty International tonight. It is fun, although I am waiting until we actually do something productive.&lt;br /&gt;-I finished P.S. I love you yesterday for the second time. It is such a good book. I can not believe how much they screwed that movie over. If you liked the movie, then you need to get your brain checked and read the book.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to take a shower. Add that to my list of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;-I have a huge bag of halloween candy sitting in front of me. It mainly consists of dots.&lt;br /&gt;-This weekend I think I am going to go get a ticket for Jingle Bell Bash with Meagan. Perhaps afterwards, we will go christmas shopping or go on the underground tour.&lt;br /&gt;-I am hoping to write in this blog alot this year. After all, I procrastinate quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;-In the book &lt;em&gt;Pilgrim at Tinker creek&lt;/em&gt;, Which i dont really like, she talks about a big water bug. Wait, maybe it was a giant water bug. It bites its food, like a frog, and that paralyzes it and turns its insides to liquid. Then it sucks it all out so all that is left is an empty skin. Is this a real insect? I think  its time for some google action.&lt;br /&gt;-Btw, looking on Google, today is the 40th anniversary of seasme street. There is a picture of big bird, or rather his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://pics.davesgarden.com/pics/GD_Rankin_1156861790_270.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://davesgarden.com/guides/bf/showimage/1426/&amp;amp;h=600&amp;amp;w=900&amp;amp;sz=112&amp;amp;tbnid=Y6T677Yk_DjSVM:&amp;amp;tbnh=97&amp;amp;tbnw=146&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dgiant%2Bwater%2Bbug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__ujjD2qgMUxU52hyT4e-VyYYh2SU=&amp;amp;ei=ONfxSrzuCpXKsAPvnJD4AQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=3&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;ved=0CA4Q9QEwAg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Ewwww the giant water bug looks disgustingggg!&lt;br /&gt;-Straight from &lt;a href="http://www.eduwebs.org/bugs/giant_water_bug.htm"&gt;http://www.eduwebs.org/bugs/giant_water_bug.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adult giant water bugs capture larger prey species by using their clawed front feet and chemicals which are injected into the body of the prey. The enzymes turn the prey�s insides into liquid, which the giant water bug can suck up."&lt;br /&gt;"The Giant Water Bug is found throughout the northern United States and Canada,  wherever there is standing or gently running water. Giant Water Bugs are active all year, but are most commonly seen in the late summer and early fall. At this time of year the adults are leaving the shallow ponds at night to look for deeper bodies of water where they can remain active throughout the winter under the ice. They are often attracted to lights such as porch lights, where people find them the following morning."&lt;br /&gt;So Northern US. Does that include Washington? Do we actually have these suckers in our lives? That is gross.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the website to learn more and look at gruesome pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all the randomness for now. Check back later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166968685622739934-7041164789549875211?l=collegecourtney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7041164789549875211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/giant-water-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7041164789549875211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166968685622739934/posts/default/7041164789549875211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collegecourtney.blogspot.com/2009/11/giant-water-bug.html' title='Giant Water Bug'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008687972406701422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCoGY67_8TQ/S2fkbZdbr7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/N6r1Zo9K3C4/S220/nz44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
