<?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-2783635179057593310</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:05:23.506-07:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Lines'/><category term='funny'/><category term='lutheran'/><category term='Charley Ager'/><category term='Foreman Fans'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='edge of earth'/><category term='sorry.'/><category term='true to myself.'/><category term='ziggy marley'/><category term='wow'/><category term='Castle'/><category term='winter'/><category term='photos'/><category term='boy'/><category term='leaving'/><category term='bye'/><category term='bradley nowell and friends'/><category term='obsession'/><category term='flu'/><category term='nerds'/><category term='confused'/><category term='Alcohol'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='canada'/><category term='anthropology'/><category term='blonde'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='UofC'/><category term='fog'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Music'/><category term='break'/><category term='general things'/><category term='happy'/><category term='creepy clowns'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='rugby'/><category term='camp'/><category term='fabian marshall'/><category term='mark rawling'/><category term='advanced apologies'/><category term='Forests'/><category term='butterfly'/><category term='Tight and Bright'/><category term='toga'/><category term='cat'/><category term='letting go'/><category term='love'/><category term='vancouver'/><category term='sublime'/><title type='text'>Peace, Love &amp; God</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4388013676318792482</id><published>2010-07-07T12:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:15:14.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been quite awhile since I last blogged! I am way busy at camp! So far its going great our new ropes program is running so well! I've been busy as I had 7 groups up on some challenge element yesterday...my neck is really sore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy to be back at camp, we've got such a solid staff team this summer and they are all special to me in some way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I'm 19 YAY. It was my Birthday on Sunday...I can't believe im turning 20 next year...thats WAY to old for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photos of my life.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTEA11KMAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/AbwIcO0-B2s/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTEA11KMAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/AbwIcO0-B2s/s320/096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491229364400566274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTEAd9B5DI/AAAAAAAAASw/1SEiftR_wbU/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTEAd9B5DI/AAAAAAAAASw/1SEiftR_wbU/s320/048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491229357991126066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTD_wCnA0I/AAAAAAAAASo/PRRuOCfnwkA/s1600/Kuriakos+276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTD_wCnA0I/AAAAAAAAASo/PRRuOCfnwkA/s320/Kuriakos+276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491229345666499394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTD_LC7wRI/AAAAAAAAASg/DNgDpCngShE/s1600/Kuriakos+226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTD_LC7wRI/AAAAAAAAASg/DNgDpCngShE/s320/Kuriakos+226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491229335735746834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTD-iQJPRI/AAAAAAAAASY/mPzaNXuHthU/s1600/Kuriakos+323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTD-iQJPRI/AAAAAAAAASY/mPzaNXuHthU/s320/Kuriakos+323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491229324785302802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-4388013676318792482?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4388013676318792482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4388013676318792482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4388013676318792482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TDTEA11KMAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/AbwIcO0-B2s/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5729480033695117623</id><published>2010-06-23T11:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:43:49.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKRx7YGDI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8expY0PpbQM/s1600/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKRx7YGDI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8expY0PpbQM/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486028965411297330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKROdj8GI/AAAAAAAAASI/9aqlDgrexHE/s1600/Family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKROdj8GI/AAAAAAAAASI/9aqlDgrexHE/s320/Family.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486028955891003490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKQonf0HI/AAAAAAAAASA/hYmBxMxUZJg/s1600/IMG_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKQonf0HI/AAAAAAAAASA/hYmBxMxUZJg/s320/IMG_1011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486028945732128882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKQAo2mgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qjeXquHFWFM/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKQAo2mgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qjeXquHFWFM/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486028935000398338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer Days Everyone, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your summer is treating you well, we've been blessed with this awesome weather lately here in Sylvan. We had a huge thunderstorm last night which was so amazing to watch as it rolled in from across the lake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-5729480033695117623?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5729480033695117623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5729480033695117623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5729480033695117623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/TCJKRx7YGDI/AAAAAAAAASQ/8expY0PpbQM/s72-c/IMG_1086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-786564382783402752</id><published>2010-06-13T16:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T16:07:06.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs317.snc3/28519_1257536651762_1629990112_615749_613115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs317.snc3/28519_1257536651762_1629990112_615749_613115_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two months have flown by so fast that I can't even believe it. I've spent two months in the mountains and I have had the most rewarding experience in my whole life. I am a different person, changed 100%. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love myself now and I'm the happiest I've ever been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you God for my new friends, boyfriend, family and moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-786564382783402752?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/786564382783402752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/786564382783402752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/786564382783402752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-9019332271899026949</id><published>2010-05-16T17:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:17:06.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Greetings From the Mountains, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am home for a day and I decided to give you all a little bit of an update. I am tanned, fit and loving every moment of my job. I've met some wonderful people and have had such a blast. I love living in Tipi's its such a fantastic time. I have a little bit of a cold but I am doing a'ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have fallen in love with this place, Canmore and Banff. I love every single waking moment of it and I have never been happier in my life then I am now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you God for bringing me peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love and God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-9019332271899026949?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/9019332271899026949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/9019332271899026949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/9019332271899026949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2643042187945820982</id><published>2010-04-19T13:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:47:25.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Well folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come, this will be my last blog entry for awhile. Sorry to all my dedicated readers (HA). On Wednesday I will be leaving to start my mountain adventure and will have limited contact with the outside world. I am very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the mountain's shall bring PEACE to the people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, I need peace. This has just been such an overwhelming year of loss and transition for me. I've lost people close to me physically and emotionally and I KNOW it, I CAN feel that this four month escape is the best medicine for me. I can't believe that this year is over. As I look back its for sure been one of the most wildest, overwhelming and emotional times of my life. A big thank you to my friends and family who helped me out, made me laugh until I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the lost friendships and moments, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please  do not BE offended if I don't talk to you for the next four months, I will be working hard, having fun and loving life. I will see all of you in August. I will try my best to update my blog...but no promises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2643042187945820982?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2643042187945820982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2643042187945820982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2643042187945820982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-9047206500070795735</id><published>2010-04-16T11:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:32:21.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.truckautoaccidentlawyer.com/car-wreck-cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 491px; height: 369px;" src="http://www.truckautoaccidentlawyer.com/car-wreck-cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes one STUPID idiotic choice to take another's life because you selfishly drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't drink and drive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-9047206500070795735?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/9047206500070795735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/9047206500070795735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/9047206500070795735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-565288402268318842</id><published>2010-04-15T20:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:58:31.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NoOoOoO</title><content type='html'>Lord have mercy on 58 Acadia Dr. I walked into this disaster zone today....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8fRmaCXlAI/AAAAAAAAARw/aVnX2mjR2tQ/s1600/24577_1215795648263_1629990112_517597_6023560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8fRmaCXlAI/AAAAAAAAARw/aVnX2mjR2tQ/s320/24577_1215795648263_1629990112_517597_6023560_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460563530964505602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a gander at that...thats water...in my basement...my bathroom more correctly. It however has sleuthed it's way underneath the carpet into the main downstairs area and then to troys room. It's honestly like an INCH of water right now in the bathroom...I have my rubber boots on as I am about to embark on an adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know how this one goes...perfect way to cap of a semester....NAWT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp; God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-565288402268318842?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/565288402268318842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/noooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/565288402268318842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/565288402268318842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/noooooo.html' title='NoOoOoO'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8fRmaCXlAI/AAAAAAAAARw/aVnX2mjR2tQ/s72-c/24577_1215795648263_1629990112_517597_6023560_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4682489942918986069</id><published>2010-04-14T18:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:02:38.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YIPEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8ZlGH23bBI/AAAAAAAAARo/gWcxUiWXA0s/s1600/Image54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8ZlGH23bBI/AAAAAAAAARo/gWcxUiWXA0s/s320/Image54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460162754096098322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm FINISHED, YEAH I'm FINISHED. I just completed my last paper of the semester! HOW wonderful! 2500 words and 10 pages later. There is only one way to reward myself for this treat! AKA MARBLE SLAB. Fact: I love ice cream more then most things in this world! I am so happy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe I only have two DAYS of school left! I am packing to move home on the 19th! Then in 7 days my grand adventure for the summer starts! I am so stoked and I can't believe it's actually here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you God for giving me perseverance! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIME TO FILL MY BELLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-4682489942918986069?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4682489942918986069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/yipee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4682489942918986069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4682489942918986069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/yipee.html' title='YIPEE'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8ZlGH23bBI/AAAAAAAAARo/gWcxUiWXA0s/s72-c/Image54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-8251273698292403508</id><published>2010-04-14T00:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:30:42.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEAGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8VgvTxVNMI/AAAAAAAAARg/wRSNQeL19rc/s1600/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459876489133896898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8VgvTxVNMI/AAAAAAAAARg/wRSNQeL19rc/s320/Image159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still writing this horrible essay but 1000 words later I feel like its all I can handle. Good night world, hopefully I will wake up for class tomorrow and won't be SO TIERD. I need coffee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-8251273698292403508?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8251273698292403508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/bllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeagh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8251273698292403508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8251273698292403508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/bllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeagh.html' title='BLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEAGH'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8VgvTxVNMI/AAAAAAAAARg/wRSNQeL19rc/s72-c/Image159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2138123442634944140</id><published>2010-04-13T20:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:03:20.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The TASK Force</title><content type='html'>I need to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-stress myself! I love forgetting about papers that need to be written by tomorrow at midnight, I think I will survive though. I can't get that sick feeling out of my stomach that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; reminds myself that I am an idiot for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt; about this huge project. UGH, sometimes I loathe the dense matter in that brain of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways something I've been meaning to write about since I got back from Edmonton. I forgot to write about something magical that had happened at around 1 am on Friday evening. I was reunited with people that I missed so much I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt; almost started to cry. We've been bad at keeping touch...but when we see each other there is just the overwhelming sense of love and comfort. Without them I wouldn't of been able to push through some of the hardest moments in my high school days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love them because we did things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvHouVO5I/AAAAAAAAARY/c2VcsUeWJTo/s1600/shgfajf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821931493931922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvHouVO5I/AAAAAAAAARY/c2VcsUeWJTo/s320/shgfajf.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvHHIVxyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZDQYPolPvsg/s1600/d.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821922476214050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvHHIVxyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZDQYPolPvsg/s320/d.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvGwes5tI/AAAAAAAAARI/llK0PSG1-QA/s1600/fhdh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821916395988690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvGwes5tI/AAAAAAAAARI/llK0PSG1-QA/s320/fhdh.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvGasvi_I/AAAAAAAAARA/udxDlUxE0fI/s1600/n1630710031_21279_4980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821910549302258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvGasvi_I/AAAAAAAAARA/udxDlUxE0fI/s320/n1630710031_21279_4980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvF4Vg78I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/o8cgNhgEbGs/s1600/n1630710031_21272_3228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821901325070274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvF4Vg78I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/o8cgNhgEbGs/s320/n1630710031_21272_3228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how much you remember your love for an individual until you seen them a few years later. I was so OVERWHELMED with happiness and this great sense of love and protection I had for these people. I wanted nothing more for them to be happy and safe. Now two years later we are all graduated and on our own. Stacy is moving to Vancouver, Aaron is gone to Europe for a four month &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vacay&lt;/span&gt; with his family and Kirsten is moving to Calgary to pursue schooling. We were all best friends at the end of the summer and while we may not be that way anymore I will always consider these fools my friends for life. I wish them the best of luck in their future &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;endeavours&lt;/span&gt; and I know that our paths will cross again and we can hug one another and jump up and down for joy like we did on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them so much, God your so great for brining these people into my life. Thank you for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love and God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S K- THIS BLOG was for you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2138123442634944140?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2138123442634944140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/task-force.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2138123442634944140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2138123442634944140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/task-force.html' title='The TASK Force'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S8UvHouVO5I/AAAAAAAAARY/c2VcsUeWJTo/s72-c/shgfajf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6015327474061175482</id><published>2010-04-11T19:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:02:18.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EdmonCOOL</title><content type='html'>Hi team,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I did a roadtrip with the pal Stephanie to Edmonton to partake in some awesome camp reunions. Awsome is truly one way to describe it. I have never EVER laughed that hard in the longest time. Sometimes a little dose of friendship is what one needs to push through the rough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into detail about my weekend, but lets just say that it was great. I am truly blessed by God to have such beautiful, funny and loving friends in my life! I will post some photos later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-6015327474061175482?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6015327474061175482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/edmoncool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6015327474061175482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6015327474061175482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/edmoncool.html' title='EdmonCOOL'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-810772815904775109</id><published>2010-04-07T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:19:41.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOPdeDOOP</title><content type='html'>Oh hello friends, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your easter went well and that you spent it with your loved ones and those closest to you! Cause thats what Easter is all about. Plus it's also such a beautiful Christian holiday! Thank's Jesus you rule! It's so amazing how a man can love us so much that he WOULD sacrafice his one and only son for our sins! BALLIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho I have like 10 days of school left...what the crap. It's so crazy! I'm sad to be leaving...it's bitter sweet. I know that I am moving on to better and BIGGER things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres some sweet pics, I thought my outfit was a little bit nicer then what I usually wear =). I picked up these sweet peacock earrings from my idol hippie lady vendor woman! She's so sweet and always gives me nice discounts because I dress like a bum most of the time and she must take pity on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RWclDHyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JRzIvAvPQ3E/s1600/Image254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RWclDHyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JRzIvAvPQ3E/s320/Image254.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457537400769290018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RWK2C_8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/WjyEMvUwHBc/s1600/Image267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RWK2C_8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/WjyEMvUwHBc/s320/Image267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457537396008746946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, new purchase! I got the new Blackberry Curve and I love it so much, its so perfect and funky! Works way better then the old samsung...I still feel a little bit nooby at this one BUT its WONDERFUL! I call it the Rasberry! It's so convinent for my job since I am always emailing! WONDERFUL WONDERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RW5X14BI/AAAAAAAAAQw/yJP9ixK1c_A/s1600/Image271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RW5X14BI/AAAAAAAAAQw/yJP9ixK1c_A/s320/Image271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457537408498524178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also who likes wind? Not me after today. I find the Gail force windstorms really take the fun out of my day. I woke up to SUN and WARMTH but then I almost blew over as soon as I stepped outside! At least it was a hot wind and eliminated the cow poo smell that has been lingering from all the feed lots/slaughter houses around Leth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, Also how could I forget. I am roadtripping up the the BFF Steph to go to EDMONTON. We are hanging out with our beautiful Mulhurst and Kuriakos friends! I truly can't wait! They are the bomb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda is trying to convince me to switch over to tumbler, or whatever that shat is. I don't buy it I love my blog. It's such a beautiful outlet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-810772815904775109?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/810772815904775109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/woopdedoop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/810772815904775109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/810772815904775109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/woopdedoop.html' title='WOOPdeDOOP'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S70RWclDHyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JRzIvAvPQ3E/s72-c/Image254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-3776559330258964153</id><published>2010-04-02T21:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:45:57.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.listicles.com/wp-content/upload/bunnyyeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 530px;" src="http://www.listicles.com/wp-content/upload/bunnyyeti.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please don't forget what Easter actually is! Thank you Lord for the AWESOME AWESOME life I live even though I complain about it sometimes! For you are good to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-3776559330258964153?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3776559330258964153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/bunny-hop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3776559330258964153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3776559330258964153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/04/bunny-hop.html' title='Bunny Hop'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4312510368469791672</id><published>2010-03-30T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:58:41.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Ring</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling this call &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm not really sure how I am feeling about it, a little bit nervous and hesitant and I will need to think about this a lot. I've been talking with close friends and my family about this desire to work in camp ministry. I know it's a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; and something I need to seriously contemplate. I obviously will finish my degree in nursing first, but I will have to see where this new journey takes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update with my life; school is over so soon and I am so excited! I am up to my eyeballs in papers and tests! Like I said earlier I am gone every single weekend of this month. I am getting used to always being on the road, it's not a bad thing unless you are in the car with me listening to my tone deaf singing. Just kidding I am an okay singer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Camp this weekend...again...to help put up our climbing wall and build new frames. It was always awesome but my body is super sore from lifting heavy objects. We also cleaned out the triplex...which is never clean it was worth a try though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got made fun of a lot, which is fine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; most of the time I bring it upon myself. I take the jokes 'with a grain of salt' and always laugh it off...if not I usually beat them up! I kid I kid! It's all in good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S7K55EeWlsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JJi_OEh8pK0/s1600/Lead+The+Way+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454626488803825346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S7K55EeWlsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JJi_OEh8pK0/s320/Lead+The+Way+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S7K54aFGDvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hwpaRRTP7XM/s1600/Lead+The+Way+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454626477423595250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S7K54aFGDvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hwpaRRTP7XM/s320/Lead+The+Way+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also everybody...happy Holy Week! Spend this time with your family and friends! Go to your Good Friday service and Easter Sunday service! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt; Christ has risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-4312510368469791672?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4312510368469791672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/ring-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4312510368469791672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4312510368469791672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/ring-ring.html' title='Ring Ring'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S7K55EeWlsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JJi_OEh8pK0/s72-c/Lead+The+Way+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2870507505088807995</id><published>2010-03-25T13:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:32:24.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWwowWOW</title><content type='html'>Have any of you heard of Ann Coulter!? I was aware that she let some pretty edgy things slip out of her mouth every once in awhile..but this is absolutley nuts. How dare you take a stab at our Country, mocking our bilingulisim and our pride. No we do not dog sled all the time, and while Molson is a good beer it's certenitly not chanted all the time! This is nuts, don't get me wrong I AM conservitive and I fight for that side but this is the extreme! Ann, you and YOUR hate crimes ARE not welcome in Canada. Yes we have freedom of speech but we will stand up for our Country and our people! This MAKES me so angry and upset. Thank you Canada for coming together to fight against Ann and her hate crimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhHqSRSjg8M&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/rhHqSRSjg8M&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;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not fimiliar with out situation going on in Canada. Ann is going on a Canadian tour, why!? I couldn't really tell you...obviously shes doing this so she can write more false CRAP about us. Everyone has rights! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudes...check this crazy stuff out. This is what Ann Coulter had to say about OUR great nation after UofOttawa shut down her speech... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since arriving in Canada I've been accused of thought crimes, threatened with criminal prosecution for speeches I hadn't yet given, and denounced on the floor of the Parliament (which was nice because that one was on my "bucket list"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posters advertising my speech have been officially banned, while posters denouncing me are plastered all over the University of Ottawa campus. Elected officials have been prohibited from attending my speeches. Also, the local clothing stores are fresh out of brown shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Canada! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The provost of the University of Ottawa, average student IQ: 0, wrote to me -- widely disseminating his letter to at least a half-dozen intermediaries before it reached me -- in advance of my visit in order to recommend that I familiarize myself with Canada's criminal laws regarding hate speech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks the first time I've ever gotten hate mail for something I might do in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Canadian law forbids "promoting hatred against any identifiable group," which the provost, Francois A. Houle advised me, "would not only be considered inappropriate, but could in fact lead to criminal charges." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given no specific examples of what words and phrases I couldn't use, but I take it I'm not supposed to say, "F--- you, Francois." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was a relief to know that it is still permissible in Canada to promote hatred against unidentifiable groups, upon reading Francois' letter, I suddenly realized that I had just been the victim of a hate crime! And it was committed by Francois A. Houle (French for "Frank A. Hole"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What other speakers get a warning not to promote hatred? Did Francois A. Houle send a similarly worded letter to Israel-hater Omar Barghouti before he spoke last year at U of Ottawa? ("Ottawa": Indian for "Land of the Bed-Wetters.") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Angela Davis, Communist Party member and former Black Panther who spoke at the University of Zero just last month? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do only conservatives get letters admonishing them to be civil? Or -- my suspicion -- is it only conservative women who fuel Francois' rage? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about sending a letter to all Muslim speakers advising them to please bathe once a week while in Canada? Would that constitute a hate crime? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Canada's Human Rights Commission will get to the bottom of Francois' strange warning to me, inasmuch as I will be filing a complaint with that august body, so I expect they will be reviewing every letter the university has sent to other speakers prior to their speeches to see if any of them were threatened with criminal prosecution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both writer Mark Steyn and editor Ezra Levant have been investigated by the Human Rights Commission for promoting hatred toward Muslims. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levant's alleged crime was to reprint the cartoons of Mohammed originally published in a Danish newspaper, leading practitioners of the Religion of Peace to engage in murderous violence across the globe. Steyn's alleged crime was to publish an excerpt of his book, "America Alone" in Maclean's magazine, in which he jauntily described Muslims as "hot for jihad." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them also flew jet airliners full of passengers into skyscrapers in lower Manhattan, resulting in thousands of deaths. No, wait -- that was somebody else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiously, however, there was no evidence that either the cartoons or the column did, in fact, incite hatred toward Muslims -- nor was there the remotest possibility that they would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By contrast, conservative speakers are regularly subjected to violent attacks on college campuses. Bill Kristol, Pat Buchanan, David Horowitz and I have all been the targets of infamous campus attacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why the Clare Boothe Luce Policy Institute (a sponsor of my Canada speeches) and the Young America's Foundation (a sponsor of many of my college speeches) don't send conservatives to college campuses without a bodyguard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd have to be a real A-Houle not to anticipate that accusing a conservative of "promoting hatred" prior to her arrival on a college campus would in actuality -- not in liberal fantasies of terrified Muslims cowering in terror of Mark Steyn readers -- incite real-world violence toward the conservative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The university itself acknowledged that Francois' letter was likely to provoke violence against me by demanding -- long after my speech was scheduled, but immediately after Francois disseminated his letter -- that my sponsors pony up more than $1,200 for extra security. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also following Francois' letter, the Ottawa University Student Federation met for 7 1/2 hours to hammer out a series of resolutions denouncing me. The resolutions included: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whereas Ann Coulter is a hateful woman; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whereas she has made hateful comments against GLBTQ, Muslims, Jews and women; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whereas she violates an unwritten code of 'positive-space'; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be it resolved that the SFUO express its disapproval of having Ann Coulter speak at the University of Ottawa." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the students didn't waste 7 1/2 hours on something silly, like their studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of violating anyone's positive space, what happened to Canada? How did the country that gave us Jim Carrey, Mike Myers, Martin Short, Dan Aykroyd and Catherine O'Hara suddenly become a bunch of whining crybabies? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear my favorite Canadian joke? OK, here goes: Francois Houle! I never get tired of that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Tuesday night, the hatred incited by Francois' letter is no longer theoretical. The police called off my speech when the auditorium was surrounded by thousands of rioting liberals -- screaming, blocking the entrance, throwing tables, demanding that my books be burned, and finally setting off the fire alarm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I missed the book burning because I never made it to the building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, reportedly, a Canadian crowd hasn't been this excited since they opened a new Tim Hortons. Local reporters couldn't make out what the crowd was chanting, but it was something about "Molson" and a "sled dog." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given more than 100 college speeches, and not once has one of my speeches been shut down at any point. Even the pie-throwing incident at the University of Arizona didn't break up the event. I said "Get them!", the college Republicans got them, and then I continued with my rambling, hate-filled diatribe -- I mean, my speech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've run this experiment more than 100 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one college speech was ever met with so much mob violence that the police were forced to cancel it: The one that was preceded by a letter from the university provost accusing me of hate speech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To add insult to injury, Francois didn't even plan to attend my speech because Tuesday is his bikini wax night.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a university official's letter accusing a speaker of having a proclivity to commit speech crimes before she's given the speech -- which then leads to Facebook postings demanding that Ann Coulter be hurt, a massive riot and a police-ordered cancellation of the speech -- is not hate speech, then there is no such thing as hate speech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either Francois goes to jail or the Human Rights Commission is a hoax and a fraud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God shows you the light Ann! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love and God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2870507505088807995?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2870507505088807995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/wowwowwow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2870507505088807995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2870507505088807995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/wowwowwow.html' title='WOWwowWOW'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7573573117796739820</id><published>2010-03-24T13:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:56:59.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.paultan.org/images/subaru-impreza-hatch-red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images.paultan.org/images/subaru-impreza-hatch-red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruby the Suby (my car) is apparently my only friend for the rest of the month, since I will be driving to either Calgary, Sylvan Lake, Brooks, or Edmonton for work. Me, the iPod, and the Suby. Good life I live! I'm actually excited...driving is nice and relaxing...I've done a lot of thinking in this car. I love Ruby she's the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also an exciting note! My FAVORITE artist Xavier Rudd is coming to Calgary/Banff in May! I can't wait he is so awesome. Download him ASAP!&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/2783635179057593310-7573573117796739820?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7573573117796739820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7573573117796739820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7573573117796739820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7005008641260669068</id><published>2010-03-23T13:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:55:14.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YUCKyuckyucky</title><content type='html'>I am so ready to be done with school! Papers here papers there PAPERS FLIPPEN EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a plus note 17 Days, who's excited!?&lt;br /&gt;Me obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-7005008641260669068?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7005008641260669068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/yuckyuckyucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7005008641260669068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7005008641260669068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/yuckyuckyucky.html' title='YUCKyuckyucky'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2326804688800506383</id><published>2010-03-22T12:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:31:05.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I went through my blog today, and it's crazy to see how much I have changed over these past eight months. I don't drink anymore and I am over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt;. I've grown, matured and have had my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been such a wild experience and I'm ready to let go of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; and everything that goes with it, minus the few people who I will miss. I want a new chapter in my life to start. I'm ready, I'm nervous and anxious but I know God will provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2326804688800506383?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2326804688800506383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2326804688800506383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2326804688800506383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6519537276494323314</id><published>2010-03-21T22:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:14:10.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteen Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S6buOqzxWyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ey9-VVGhS4g/s1600-h/Retreat+%2710+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S6buOqzxWyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ey9-VVGhS4g/s320/Retreat+%2710+017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451306334755576610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19 Days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happiness, Outdoors and Fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't even contain my excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FHddJERUIHAFDFEURHIAWHIHDFKAFH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace, Love and God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-6519537276494323314?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6519537276494323314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/nineteen-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6519537276494323314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6519537276494323314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/nineteen-days.html' title='Nineteen Days'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S6buOqzxWyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ey9-VVGhS4g/s72-c/Retreat+%2710+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-3144912286115405110</id><published>2010-03-18T00:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:32:31.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>Exciting news for me, my Drama class tomorrow  got cancelled so I will be leaving FOR Calgary extra early. I'm working another retreat this weekend at Camp K and I am VERY VERY excited! I like to cut down the drive because it's a four hour trek (long time but sooo worth it) I also get to hang out with a couple of my Calgary friends and staff members from last summer! So stoked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, for giving me such a rocking life! I also am feeling way better, thanks to all the medicine I feel good to go this weekend. It will be awesome, I also wrote a devotion on Fear and Courage which I will share with you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now sleep time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love and God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-3144912286115405110?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3144912286115405110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3144912286115405110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3144912286115405110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/home.html' title='HOME'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5829361959819291715</id><published>2010-03-16T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:03:38.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This IS so HILARIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="1770717" alt="EMBED-The Handsome Men's Club  free videos" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="464" height="290" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="12276"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="7672"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MTc3MDcxNw=="&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://embed.break.com/MTc3MDcxNw=="&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/MTc3MDcxNw==" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="464" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/the-handsome-mens-club.html" target="_blank"&gt;EMBED-The Handsome Men's Club &lt;/a&gt;- Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/" target="_blank"&gt;free videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love and God&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-5829361959819291715?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5829361959819291715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/handsome-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5829361959819291715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5829361959819291715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/handsome-club.html' title='Handsome Club'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-370993058509207289</id><published>2010-03-15T17:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:42:34.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. Psalm 73:26"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Today I am tired and saddened. I have bronchitis and water in my lungs. For my immune system this has been quite the haul and I'm just ready to throw my hands up and toss the towel in. I've been studying non-stop and trying to catch up...but I just lack the motivation right now. I know God is here right beside me comforting me and trying to help me push through. I wish my family was here because right now it seems I don't have a strong support system in Lethbridge. People who I thought would be there for me aren't right now and it makes me sad because I have been there for them a countless number of times. I have to remain strong and positive and I know God will see me through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I'm going to smile because in the end I know that I am going to be okay! It's just one of those days where you feel glum and down on yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;One month till high ropes training, then my adventure at my Tipi camp starts then finally Kuriakos. I can not wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Peace, Love and God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-370993058509207289?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/370993058509207289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/370993058509207289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/370993058509207289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days!'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7167567444246110530</id><published>2010-03-14T12:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T13:07:48.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I would like to take the time to boast about HOW proud of myself I am. I am very proud that I have been spending my money SUPER wisely this semester =). It makes me happy to know that I can use my finances well and not waste them away! I am thankful that I learned my lesson last semester! I've gained a new skill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also last night was super fun! My friends hosted an MTV Cab last night at the legendary k208! It was golden and super fun! I'm glad I didn't drink so I was able to make sure that my friends got home safe and sound! We also danced the night away at Studio 54 then the new club Mood WHICH is so MUCH fun...the music there was so great and fun! Here are some pictures below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tila Tequila, Ryan Sheckler and Shot at love Contestant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zGI3_U0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/XIOXvWfDCjk/s1600-h/P3130420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zGI3_U0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/XIOXvWfDCjk/s320/P3130420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448567304742720322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guidette and 16 and Pregnant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zFou-VFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Eg9a9ih0KCE/s1600-h/P3130388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zFou-VFI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Eg9a9ih0KCE/s320/P3130388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448567296114971730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan (Riley) and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zFMgfyEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rVqY0D-WCZE/s1600-h/P3130396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zFMgfyEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rVqY0D-WCZE/s320/P3130396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448567288538056770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend was pretty fun! I still have a really nasty cough from my flu though and it sucks a lot but it's getting better! Enjoy the rest of your Sunday, take some time to yourself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love and God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-7167567444246110530?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7167567444246110530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/proud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7167567444246110530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7167567444246110530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/proud.html' title='Proud'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S50zGI3_U0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/XIOXvWfDCjk/s72-c/P3130420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5643571806394283946</id><published>2010-03-10T17:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:49:29.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah</title><content type='html'>So on my last post I mentioned that I was feeling icky, it turns out that was not the last of my adventures! My fever finally broke from Monday morning, WHICH is a long time to have one if you ask me! I'm still feeling icky, but well enough to open my books and start studying haha!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks God, your great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-5643571806394283946?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5643571806394283946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/woah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5643571806394283946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5643571806394283946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/woah.html' title='Woah'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2242205210172370008</id><published>2010-03-09T13:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:29:31.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde'/><title type='text'>Happiness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll123/sailorette857/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll123/sailorette857/sunshine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only camp would call at 11pm last night to tell me that I was rehired for the Summer as the Activities C&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oordinator&lt;/span&gt;! This is so exciting I do my high ropes training at the end of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt; and life is good my friends! I get to run high ropes, the climbing wall, wilderness site and plan fun activities for the campers. I'm excited to be Program staff and not a counsellor because I feel like I will be counselled out after the spring! I can't wait also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; got &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;the job&lt;/span&gt; too! Oh happy day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have to stomach flu, but I'm still so happy and now I really can't wait for school to end. I'm on top of the world! I started feeling ill last night after dinner and I have called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; for the majority of the night but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; thrown up in awhile so hopefully I can be good for tomorrow. I'm also so exhausted from Sunday night with Troy....my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt; patterns are way off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roomie&lt;/span&gt; Update: Troy is finally home and we still don't know whats wrong with him. The doc's have him drugged up and he's in and out for tests! Poor guy, the pain is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;better now&lt;/span&gt; that he is on anti-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inflammatory&lt;/span&gt; but its still always a dull ache! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also realized that I've been a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Debbie&lt;/span&gt; downer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; which is rather &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unusual&lt;/span&gt; and rare for me. I am glad to kind of get refocused mentally, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; to short and fast to waste days unhappy. God is great and life is good! Jesus, you have truly blessed me with a wonderful life, family, friends, and opportunities! Thank you for your grace, power and love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I miss being a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt;, I've been thinking about dying it back for the summer months!? Thoughts anyone....I just look so happy and FUN and tanned....I'm to pasty right now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fml&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S5au3hKDseI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DjtQucsz77A/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446733068167786978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S5au3hKDseI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DjtQucsz77A/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S5au3BUCvAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tje-5Z8stGI/s1600-h/6828_1094049124676_1629990112_266893_3448614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446733059619732482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S5au3BUCvAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tje-5Z8stGI/s320/6828_1094049124676_1629990112_266893_3448614_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2783635179057593310-2242205210172370008?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2242205210172370008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2242205210172370008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2242205210172370008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness!'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S5au3hKDseI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DjtQucsz77A/s72-c/Camp+Kuriakos+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7321945171876902647</id><published>2010-03-08T20:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:03:57.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A lot of people don't understand why I love camp so much, this is why....hopefully it can put some perspective on it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can I explain&lt;br /&gt;What I take away&lt;br /&gt;When the autumn falls&lt;br /&gt;And we go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it exactly&lt;br /&gt;How can I describe&lt;br /&gt;All that I discovered&lt;br /&gt;By that fireside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things aren’t defined&lt;br /&gt;Some things they’re just right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s more than the green of trees&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;The smell of rocks and water&lt;br /&gt;Washing over me&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the orange fire&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the fishing wire&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the cabin walls&lt;br /&gt;Or that morning bugle call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s something you can’t touch&lt;br /&gt;But you can hold so dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in that field&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping with the sky&lt;br /&gt;Something bound between us&lt;br /&gt;Without us knowing why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that moment on&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could undo&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of belonging&lt;br /&gt;That would always be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things don’t need words&lt;br /&gt;Some things they just work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s more than the green of trees&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;The smell of rocks and water&lt;br /&gt;Washing over me&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the orange fire&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the fishing wire&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than the cabin walls&lt;br /&gt;Or that morning bugle call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s something you can’t touch&lt;br /&gt;But you can hold so dear&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it’s not much&lt;br /&gt;But it’s I'll be back next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh it won't be long&lt;br /&gt;'til the summer comes) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-7321945171876902647?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7321945171876902647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7321945171876902647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7321945171876902647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5984836680514724523</id><published>2010-03-08T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:25:01.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Hours</title><content type='html'>16 hours later I am finally at home. I was with my room mate Troy all night at the hospital, it was quite a scare and we still are not sure what is going on right now. His family has driven down and relieved me of my bedside duties....I am exhausted and missed class today. Thats okay though, I'm not to concerned if it's for the well being of someone I care about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Troy and his family in your thoughts and prayers as we wait for a diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-5984836680514724523?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5984836680514724523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/16-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5984836680514724523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5984836680514724523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/16-hours.html' title='16 Hours'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-9042959872876862843</id><published>2010-03-05T21:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:19:46.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>Life as we know it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gamesbids.com/english/images/article/van_2010_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.gamesbids.com/english/images/article/van_2010_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to talk about that I don't even know where to begin.&lt;div&gt;1. Tipi living t-minus 6 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. School is almost over, thank you God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm in Calgary...again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, I've been watching the Olympics like any proud Canadian should. Thank you Canada for being amazing and thank you Sid the kid for changing the History of our Country! This was the best olympics OF my life thus far. I have never been filled with so much proud. Vancouver did a wonderful job of hosting 2010 and it will be an olympics that will NEVER be forgot. Also we won the most gold and beat the USA, how great is that!? I found this sweet video while checking out the youtube....you need to watch this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taking during the Mens Gold hockey game around the 1:20 mark SID the KID scores the goal! It's absolutely amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VMxt-MqTiI&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/8VMxt-MqTiI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;v&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously CAN'T WAIT for school to be done, thats pretty much it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love and mine&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-9042959872876862843?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/9042959872876862843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-as-we-know-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/9042959872876862843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/9042959872876862843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='Life as we know it!'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2632763474355131861</id><published>2010-02-25T12:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:47:08.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>My internet has been down all week, trying to study for midterms with no internet is very hard! I have two left then I am done! THANK THE LORD. I have passed all of them, and got an A- on my ethnographic class whoop whoop! Anyways this weekend I'm going to Sylvan Lake and I hope you all have wonderful weekends! God's love and mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2632763474355131861?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2632763474355131861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2632763474355131861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2632763474355131861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6528765670343173377</id><published>2010-02-22T11:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:35:25.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jafproject.net/images3/tipi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 300px;" src="http://jafproject.net/images3/tipi4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hokay, so folks 2 months until I'm living in a Tipi, I can't freaking wait! Seriously this will be the greatest adventure thus far of my life! 8 WEEKS of living in K-Country surrounded by woods, lakes, WILD ANIMALS, and most likely wild crazy 10 year olds. It will be a learning experience. I am so thankful that I was given this job. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also more good news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I have a new roommate...yes I hope he is swell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm going to Camp this weekend....its what I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Dreadbridge you still are a pain in my ass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Wool socks are great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-6528765670343173377?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6528765670343173377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6528765670343173377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6528765670343173377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-months.html' title='Two Months'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5940368330464523578</id><published>2010-02-20T14:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:37:36.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few things that are currently on my mind:&lt;div&gt;1. Lethbridge you are 1 of my 99 problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I want to waste my time with Steph and not go back to Shitbridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. MEC, you rule thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Camp friends are the BEST friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Its Lent therefore I am cutting my FBOOK time down to 30 minutes a day and getting some form of Cardio in every day so I don't die at hector this spring hiking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also Stephanie took some cute pics of me in my backyard, enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVqEfFPfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QxPH5kjtlUY/s1600-h/t3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVqEfFPfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QxPH5kjtlUY/s320/t3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440442531110534642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVpkEKzPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yIrFUkt_llE/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVpkEKzPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yIrFUkt_llE/s320/t1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440442522407718130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVpXK-fmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5EaQ-GPLkns/s1600-h/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVpXK-fmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5EaQ-GPLkns/s1600-h/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVpXK-fmI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5EaQ-GPLkns/s320/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440442518946610786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God always has a way and I know that I will be home soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2783635179057593310-5940368330464523578?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5940368330464523578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5940368330464523578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5940368330464523578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S4BVqEfFPfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QxPH5kjtlUY/s72-c/t3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-3203066408930710223</id><published>2010-02-18T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:39:03.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foreman Fans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UohyVkJnzCU&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/UohyVkJnzCU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-3203066408930710223?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3203066408930710223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3203066408930710223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3203066408930710223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-8058374061988631640</id><published>2010-02-17T01:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:58:45.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to smile.</title><content type='html'>Today has been a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt; day, I did nothing productive and am dreading to go back to school. However, tomorrow I am going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MEC&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; for my new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alpinelite&lt;/span&gt; backpack &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! Also I found more photos enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me working Babies for family camp! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uutEDoeHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KXHHvylBEwQ/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439133064186329202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uutEDoeHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KXHHvylBEwQ/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huber, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uusoCAnZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TPmKlpjwa7Y/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439133056663330194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uusoCAnZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TPmKlpjwa7Y/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BRONCHITIS RULES, I remember just feeling so horrific and turns out I had severe bronchitis and was so close to water in my lungs and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uur-5uYgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OLX6JAkJ0IQ/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439133045622727170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uur-5uYgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OLX6JAkJ0IQ/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam and I, just being silly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uurVkTW8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/YajxGWScJns/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439133034527022018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uurVkTW8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/YajxGWScJns/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little bit of laughter makes it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uuq8pX4VI/AAAAAAAAAN4/n4HsqItX5WU/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439133027837403474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uuq8pX4VI/AAAAAAAAAN4/n4HsqItX5WU/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me beating up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3urmX2WNEI/AAAAAAAAANw/2_QhOqc0-eo/s1600-h/Camp+Kuriakos+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439129650705347650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3urmX2WNEI/AAAAAAAAANw/2_QhOqc0-eo/s320/Camp+Kuriakos+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-8058374061988631640?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8058374061988631640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-like-to-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8058374061988631640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8058374061988631640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-like-to-smile.html' title='I like to smile.'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3uutEDoeHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KXHHvylBEwQ/s72-c/Camp+Kuriakos+148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5770144515537384156</id><published>2010-02-16T13:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:20:18.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So</title><content type='html'>Life, has been good. I have never been so happy to be home in my life and I can't wait for school to end in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leth&lt;/span&gt;. I am really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hesitant&lt;/span&gt; to go back. I am having so much fun in Calgary with my family and friends and I feel like I'm getting a lot of bad vibes in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leth&lt;/span&gt;. two more months, lots of midterms and a 2500 essay then I am gone! Also Coast Mountain Sports is a rip off, the only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;purchase&lt;/span&gt; I will ever make there is for my headlamp and gators....don't shop there unless you wanna blow $600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-5770144515537384156?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5770144515537384156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5770144515537384156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5770144515537384156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html' title='So'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-373376359495609796</id><published>2010-02-12T14:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:20:13.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.artsjournal.com/bookdaddy/Home_Photo_books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.artsjournal.com/bookdaddy/Home_Photo_books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh glorious reading week, I have waited to long for you! I honestly can't wait to get home and spend time with my friends and family back in Calgary. I am sick of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; and need to leave this place ASAP. I am excited to go hiking, skiing, and hanging out with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; jam. I still have one more midterm to write tomorrow morning but then I AM FREE to go home. Also tonight I have to go see this play about naked dancing hippies, I am not to thrilled and its at midnight...I need my rest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; start! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt;, my friend Adam Anderson will be sliding in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bobsleigh&lt;/span&gt; sometime...I should probably look when! So best of lucky to all of my sliding friends who have the opportunity to represent ABA and Canada at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; in Vancouver! I wish you all the best of luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a sad note a Luger died training on the track today, this is tragic and sad. I am curious to wonder why no padding was on the steel post...he was clocked at 148 km.h which is wicked fast for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Luger&lt;/span&gt;. This is really tragic and is raising concern about the Whistler track. It has the biggest drop at 500 ft, which picks up a lot of speed. RIP &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nodar&lt;/span&gt;...my condolences to your team, friends and family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="324" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="425" src="http://cnettv.cnet.com/av/video/cbsnews/atlantis2/player-dest.swf" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="linkUrl=http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=6202459n&amp;amp;releaseURL=http://cnettv.cnet.com/av/video/cbsnews/atlantis2/player-dest.swf&amp;amp;videoId=50083575,50083557,50083507,50083457,50083455,50083407,50083268&amp;amp;partner=news&amp;amp;vert=News&amp;amp;si=254&amp;amp;autoPlayVid=false&amp;amp;name=cbsPlayer&amp;amp;allowScriptAccess=always&amp;amp;wmode=transparent&amp;amp;embedded=y&amp;amp;scale=noscale&amp;amp;rv=n&amp;amp;salign=tl"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;img class="gl_align_center" border="0" alt="Align Center" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/"&gt;Watch CBS News Videos Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-373376359495609796?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/373376359495609796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/reading-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/373376359495609796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/373376359495609796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/reading-week.html' title='Reading Week'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-426134057514429162</id><published>2010-02-10T11:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:21:37.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edge of earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advanced apologies'/><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3L3pmROUDI/AAAAAAAAANc/_u0_V6ssVns/s1600-h/6308761-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3L3pmROUDI/AAAAAAAAANc/_u0_V6ssVns/s400/6308761-md.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436679994209095730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So I have confirmed that I will be working at Camp Chief Hector for the spring, then move back to Sylvan Lake to work at Kuriakos. However I my calender for my summer break is crazy. I do my high ropes certification at Horizon from the &lt;b&gt;20-25th&lt;/b&gt; then on the &lt;b&gt;26th of April&lt;/b&gt; I move to Chief Hector until&lt;b&gt; June 12th&lt;/b&gt;. On&lt;b&gt; June 13th&lt;/b&gt; I move out to Sylvan Lake and won't be home until the &lt;b&gt;23rdish of August.&lt;/b&gt; This is bananas, I have come to the conclusion that it will be very hard to stay in touch with all of my friends during these four months because essentially I am dropping off the face of the planet for 4 Months. Wild, I am so excited to be detached from the real world and go into my own oasis for these four months. So here is my apology in advanced. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry that I won't be able to facebook, text or update my blog very often in the summer break from April 20th to August-20th. I will be dropping of the face of the planet for four months. Deal with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All my lovin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-426134057514429162?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/426134057514429162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/cool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/426134057514429162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/426134057514429162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3L3pmROUDI/AAAAAAAAANc/_u0_V6ssVns/s72-c/6308761-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-491971093142323271</id><published>2010-02-07T22:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:35:28.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rugby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vancouver'/><title type='text'>Da Van</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3EAiQUF3fI/AAAAAAAAANU/E_IxGZ-PJrk/s1600-h/tree-image-slideshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436126813707689458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3EAiQUF3fI/AAAAAAAAANU/E_IxGZ-PJrk/s400/tree-image-slideshow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I ran into so many bums, hippies, or indie folk in one city...I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; however have fallen in love with the west coast all over again...more the scenery and the hiking areas then anything! My family and I flew out bright and early this weekend to have a mini-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vacay&lt;/span&gt; and watch my youngest brother Jon play his first national games this weekend! He did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; amazing and has improved and developed so much as a rugby player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at this fancy hotel called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fairmont&lt;/span&gt; at Waterfront..or something...but it was right on the waterfront! I woke up to the ocean every morning! Vancouver was also so chaotic because of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; frenzy. A lot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Olympians&lt;/span&gt; were staying at my hotel...apparently &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PRESIDENT&lt;/span&gt; OBAMA was on the 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor or some sort of national security team for the USA....it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely &lt;/span&gt;nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some shopping on Robson St down town and wished I had more then 2 hours to explore the shops. I bought so many vintage pieces this weekend and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; can't wait to wear them out! Enjoy the photos below =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2-od_6jVvI/AAAAAAAAANM/bWr1uQOnBYQ/s1600-h/Vancouver+Rugby+2010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435748508586170098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2-od_6jVvI/AAAAAAAAANM/bWr1uQOnBYQ/s400/Vancouver+Rugby+2010+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2-odtEDa6I/AAAAAAAAANE/3WI3JJeHq-c/s1600-h/Vancouver+Rugby+2010+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435748503525747618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2-odtEDa6I/AAAAAAAAANE/3WI3JJeHq-c/s400/Vancouver+Rugby+2010+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for reading week to start, I have so many fun things planned. I am sick of school and need a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-491971093142323271?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/491971093142323271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/da-van.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/491971093142323271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/491971093142323271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/da-van.html' title='Da Van'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S3EAiQUF3fI/AAAAAAAAANU/E_IxGZ-PJrk/s72-c/tree-image-slideshow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2559877043161457180</id><published>2010-02-05T11:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:35:38.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2xkoHAdDZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/L0lr9foSBD4/s1600-h/Vancouver_Aerial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434829490567843218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2xkoHAdDZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/L0lr9foSBD4/s400/Vancouver_Aerial.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh hayyy Vancouver, you look great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy your weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2559877043161457180?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2559877043161457180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/coast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2559877043161457180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2559877043161457180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/coast.html' title='Coast'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2xkoHAdDZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/L0lr9foSBD4/s72-c/Vancouver_Aerial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6868663034655734053</id><published>2010-02-03T23:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:36:16.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthropology'/><title type='text'>Hurray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a beautiful day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I got to take photos of my beautiful friends, whom I love and cherish, I say it over and over again but I am truly blessed to have them in my life. Please enjoy the pictures that are below...the pictures turned out pretty wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyhUO3hxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jGAsYsg5aFw/s1600-h/Canon+534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434281817068242706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyhUO3hxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jGAsYsg5aFw/s320/Canon+534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyhBvgnxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Z1d-x_RSYVk/s1600-h/Canon+522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434281812104879890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyhBvgnxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Z1d-x_RSYVk/s320/Canon+522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434281806266772946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pygr_mLdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AvMaw5G02VY/s320/Canon+613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pygO01AgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4DYom4fsdno/s1600-h/Canon+604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434281798436979202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pygO01AgI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4DYom4fsdno/s320/Canon+604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyflHQrsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BnKVynGwx2c/s1600-h/Canon+561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434281787240001218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyflHQrsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BnKVynGwx2c/s320/Canon+561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwl662r2I/AAAAAAAAAME/q0vA4slWfuQ/s1600-h/Canon+541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434279697149505378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwl662r2I/AAAAAAAAAME/q0vA4slWfuQ/s320/Canon+541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwlYPcNiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y0lj6b-_kXg/s1600-h/Canon+521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434279687840609826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwlYPcNiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y0lj6b-_kXg/s320/Canon+521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwlMNh0CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6C4ZYAooBfk/s1600-h/Canon+520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434279684611362850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwlMNh0CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6C4ZYAooBfk/s320/Canon+520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwkXbBqQI/AAAAAAAAALs/9X9BgLyM6kM/s1600-h/Canon+509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434279670440896770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwkXbBqQI/AAAAAAAAALs/9X9BgLyM6kM/s320/Canon+509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwj2vTrbI/AAAAAAAAALk/HuhceW7SxEo/s1600-h/Canon+414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434279661667593650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pwj2vTrbI/AAAAAAAAALk/HuhceW7SxEo/s320/Canon+414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvFzi22fI/AAAAAAAAALc/d1T7iawkjyg/s1600-h/Canon+496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434278045902363122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvFzi22fI/AAAAAAAAALc/d1T7iawkjyg/s320/Canon+496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvFYY7uRI/AAAAAAAAALU/L_pUTktViYE/s1600-h/Canon+607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434278038612982034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvFYY7uRI/AAAAAAAAALU/L_pUTktViYE/s320/Canon+607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvFONzSnI/AAAAAAAAALM/7aGwTCwQ-QU/s1600-h/Canon+615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434278035881937522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvFONzSnI/AAAAAAAAALM/7aGwTCwQ-QU/s320/Canon+615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvEN4p7XI/AAAAAAAAAK8/RxAkJDQTG6A/s1600-h/Canon+453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434278018613374322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pvEN4p7XI/AAAAAAAAAK8/RxAkJDQTG6A/s320/Canon+453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a productive note, I was not productive and I have a test on Judaism...tomorrow...I feel like it's so hard to catch up on my readings, I can't help it by some of them are so boring. I spent most of the day with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; who is my future &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roomie&lt;/span&gt;. We ate a lot of food and learned about fun anthropological things. I find it funny &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she is in over half of my classes this semester...and each time we sit together in class we become more and more unproductive...I feel like this is a good thing. Also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt; this weekend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also being me I did this...it was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; trend last year to write 25 Random Things about yourself...however at the time I couldn't think if 25 facts about myself...until now..enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 Random Facts about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate the heat, I LOATHE the heat. It's mainly because of how my hair is its own solar power...that heats up my body. God help us all if its smoldering outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I refuse to eat food that smells weird to me. e.x beans, fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate bananas, they are the bane of man kind and are the most vile thing created. Every time I place one in my mouth it makes me think of puke chunks in my mouth. HOWEVER, its funny because the first time I ever ate a banana was this summer when I was 18 years old. I judged the banana by its cover and was right all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish people wouldn't update the status about negative things or how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; your life is, its okay to be bummed but your life could be way worse. I know that I have for sure done it in the past but we have it pretty good compared to people in other parts of the world...we shouldn't complain to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; goon, it's actually so humiliating and I wish I had the will power to stay away from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. I am envious of my friends who only check their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; once a week. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kuddos&lt;/span&gt; to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. On that obsession note, I have an obsession with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;...I love to find hilarious, awkward random videos that make me laugh till I cry. My favorite video being cat gets caught on fan...if you haven't watched it please do..you will DIE of laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have THE most dysfunctional &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;german&lt;/span&gt; family, and I love it. It's become so weird to think that all of my siblings are almost grown up and going on their own paths with life. It's strange not seeing or talking to them daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I always jump the gun and get excited for things in the future before I actually have a hold of what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have fallen in love with the outdoors and the mountains. It is the most liberating and glorious place to go when you need to clear your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I speak German and I know and understand EVERYTHING the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hutterites&lt;/span&gt; say about us gentile folk, trust me it's not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I love the look of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beirkenstalks&lt;/span&gt; and wool socks and secretly wish I could pull it off like my best friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;...but because I can't I tease her about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I don't care what you all say Cool &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Runnings&lt;/span&gt; is a horrible and inaccurate depiction of Bobsleigh, trust me I would know...since I used to do it. It is a horrible movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My mother is my best friend and I text and call her daily. She is my rock, sword and shield and has been with me every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Although its hard for me to come to terms with I probably am the worst driver...I abuse my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;privleges&lt;/span&gt; and should probably audition for Canada's worst driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. This may come as a surprise but I love heavy metal and punk, ever since I first heard Give it All by Rise Against I was hooked. I find metal to be the most relaxing music ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I blog even though I am pretty sure that only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; Reynolds and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; Vincent read it...I have such loyal fans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you know me you would probably know that I have no idea about anything handy man like...I suck at being a handy man. I can't use a hammer with out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;breakin&lt;/span&gt; a nail and always have to constantly repeat left &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loosy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;righty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tighty&lt;/span&gt; in my head. I have to rely on 3 people to help me with my handicapped needs in the handy man area 1. My father 2. Scott 3. Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. However, one of my greatest accomplishments of the year was screwing back together a futon using a you tube video, pliers, and a handy phone call to Berg. I was in tears when I sat down on it and it didn't fold in half...maybe this is my calling after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; had to give me ideas to help me write 25 random facts about myself...she was surprisingly dead on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I love my friends and I just want to make them happy. Some call it loyalty while a lot of people tell me that I allow others to take advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The scariest moment of my life was getting lost in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hobbema&lt;/span&gt; which is one of the most violent areas in Alberta. I was actually so scared I stalled my car several times and almost ran my car into a ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I don't believe global warming is as bad as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; gore makes it out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I love photography, while I am still learning I think it is the most beautiful way to express yourself and capture life through a lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My mother calls me tootles...how delightful and cute is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I am so fortunate and lucky to be living such a wonderful and fantastic life...I am very grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE MY LIFE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2783635179057593310-6868663034655734053?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6868663034655734053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6868663034655734053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6868663034655734053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurray.html' title='Hurray!'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2pyhUO3hxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/jGAsYsg5aFw/s72-c/Canon+534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-3804889061169461336</id><published>2010-02-02T22:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:18:57.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><title type='text'>Laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today was a really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; day, so for a pick me up I watched this video...I know its horrific but I still always some how manage to laugh my head off &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I watch it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I met someone new I always ask 'Hey have you seen Cat gets caught on fan on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;' my eyes light up with joy if they reply with no! I think my friends actually get really sick of it because I'm so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; about it, but I really can't help but laugh. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt; its hilarious! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TGhH7DyDFF0&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/TGhH7DyDFF0&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;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also this is really hilarious &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zilla&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; will you come visit me when I live in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tipi&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zilla&lt;/span&gt;: I don't like nature ...it's dirty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;: Oh Priscilla you should come live and do chores on my farm then..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zilla&lt;/span&gt;: Um do you like live in houses on farms? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was hilarious...and I died of laughter...till I started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wheezing&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-3804889061169461336?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3804889061169461336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/laughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3804889061169461336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/3804889061169461336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/laughter.html' title='Laughter'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7934086499204092513</id><published>2010-02-01T14:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:28:42.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourning Booth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past year I have dealt with a lot of loss, not only in my family but to those who are close to me as well. Although I still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; come to terms with the loss of Ev, I am at peace. I was browsing you tube today and I found this video and it brought me comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a Holy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vt8nSAqkl84&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/Vt8nSAqkl84&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-7934086499204092513?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7934086499204092513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/mourning-booth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7934086499204092513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7934086499204092513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/02/mourning-booth.html' title='Mourning Booth'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-913184141137125883</id><published>2010-01-31T22:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:13:00.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 25:31-40</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://processbahai.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/human-rights-poster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://processbahai.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/human-rights-poster3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his throne in heavenly glory. All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then the king will say to those on his right, "Come you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kingdom&lt;/span&gt; prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clothed&lt;/span&gt; me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Parisian&lt;/span&gt; and you came to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison to go visit you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The King will reply, &lt;strong&gt;'I tell you the truth, whatever you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me&lt;/strong&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I listened to the most powerful sermon, possibly of my life thus far. It was so thought provoking, emotional, and uncomfortable. We talked about Justice in the world and we had a guest speaker come in from the International Justice Mission. He really made me think about all the injustice in the world and how we have to &lt;strong&gt;kick the darkness into the closet until it bleeds daylight. &lt;/strong&gt;I can't just sit around anymore and pretend like this isn't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Justice Mission is a human rights agency that secures justice for victims of slavery, sexual exploitation and other forms of violent oppression. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM&lt;/span&gt; lawyers, investigators and aftercare professionals work with local governments to ensure victim rescue, to prosecute perpetrators and to strengthen the community and civic factors that promote functioning public justice systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM's&lt;/span&gt; justice professionals work in their communities in 12 countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America to secure tangible and sustainable protection of national laws through local court systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the tradition of heroic Christian leaders like abolitionist William Wilberforce and transformational leaders like Mother Teresa and Martin Luther King, Jr., &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM&lt;/span&gt;’s staff stand against violent oppression in response to the Bible’s call to justice (Isaiah 1:17): Seek justice, rescue the oppressed, defend the orphan, plead for the widow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM&lt;/span&gt; seeks to restore to victims of oppression the things that God intends for them: their lives, their liberty, their dignity, the fruits of their labor. By defending and protecting individual human rights, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM&lt;/span&gt; seeks to engender hope and transformation for those it serves and restore a witness of courage in places of oppressive violence. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM&lt;/span&gt; helps victims of oppression regardless of their religion, ethnicity, or gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think, people pay around $40 for the life of a human. To take them and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oppressed&lt;/span&gt; them in slavery where they are beaten, raped, tortured, and eventually wind up dead. They are never free, trying to work off debts that they can't pay back because the owners add a %500 interest rate per year. It's not right, its not &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt;. Like it says in Matthew 25 by helping out our brothers and sisters of this world we are helping him and serving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Heres&lt;/span&gt; the website for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IJM&lt;/span&gt;, I please encourage you just to take a quick look. &lt;a href="http://www.ijm.org/"&gt;http://www.ijm.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-913184141137125883?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/913184141137125883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/matthew-2531-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/913184141137125883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/913184141137125883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/matthew-2531-40.html' title='Matthew 25:31-40'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4919126663704597015</id><published>2010-01-31T21:51:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:56:29.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze84_UXRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/mQLW6xdssIM/s1600-h/n1629990112_77467_8505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433134400652205330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze84_UXRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/mQLW6xdssIM/s320/n1629990112_77467_8505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend was such a blast, I was so busy going out with my friends and setting up and unpacking things in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;. Thursday evening two of my best friends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; and Britt turned 19. For a theme the went with Nerdy and flirty...it was so great I think we were all so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; at how many people actually dressed up like nerds and came to studio with us. It was so funny to see my friends dressed up. I of course being me left my costume to the last minute...I eventually made use of my old cardboard box and decided I would be pi (3.14 ext). The costume turned out great...however was destroyed by the end of the night! Enjoy the photos below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze703uVtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/W-BukpTvooU/s1600-h/19575_460041795044_863560044_10950870_3590758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433134382366742226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze703uVtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/W-BukpTvooU/s320/19575_460041795044_863560044_10950870_3590758_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2ZerTTtI_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nyQGBGl_mlU/s1600-h/19575_460041650044_863560044_10950852_2256954_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433134098479391730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2ZerTTtI_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/nyQGBGl_mlU/s320/19575_460041650044_863560044_10950852_2256954_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UofL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ORS&lt;/span&gt; Toga Cab, which also turned out to be great....like always I figured out what I was going to wear last minute. I have a lot of sweet things from forever 21 which I put to good use! A lot of people had started their drinking a 4pm and most had to be put in bed by 11! It was a fun night and I'm super happy with how my toga outfit turned out. It was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze8M29ujI/AAAAAAAAAKU/t1rVLwlF__A/s1600-h/19769_294531596488_509591488_3257515_6986715_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433134388806007346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze8M29ujI/AAAAAAAAAKU/t1rVLwlF__A/s320/19769_294531596488_509591488_3257515_6986715_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linda and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Zjzf7n59I/AAAAAAAAAK0/frDIGUuGBqY/s1600-h/19575_463364905044_863560044_10979533_2625753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433139736865138642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Zjzf7n59I/AAAAAAAAAK0/frDIGUuGBqY/s320/19575_463364905044_863560044_10979533_2625753_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My loves! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I truly am so thankful for all of my wonderful friends! They are the best and always know how to make me happy and laugh! They are truly special to me and I will miss them a lot when I leave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; and school! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-4919126663704597015?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4919126663704597015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4919126663704597015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4919126663704597015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Ze84_UXRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/mQLW6xdssIM/s72-c/n1629990112_77467_8505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2869173926233771210</id><published>2010-01-30T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:54:55.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tuftsigmanu.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/belushi-sideways1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://tuftsigmanu.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/belushi-sideways1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; take one guess, I will update my weekend tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2869173926233771210?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2869173926233771210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/fyi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2869173926233771210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2869173926233771210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6719252828860808830</id><published>2010-01-28T16:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:32:42.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2IeMPmG-fI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/obTgIw_rbd0/s1600-h/5213_254321570607_891310607_8363521_364546_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2IeMPmG-fI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/obTgIw_rbd0/s320/5213_254321570607_891310607_8363521_364546_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431937296255875570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just wanted to wish my brother Jon the best of luck as he starts his first Canada tour today, there is nothing more exhausting then playing rugby at this type of level for 10 days straight...trust me...its horrible!  You're up at 7 and in bed by 8. Filled with fitness, drills and then chalk talk! I am so stoked to see him play in Van city next weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-6719252828860808830?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6719252828860808830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6719252828860808830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6719252828860808830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-luck.html' title='Good Luck'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2IeMPmG-fI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/obTgIw_rbd0/s72-c/5213_254321570607_891310607_8363521_364546_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6799464294749593089</id><published>2010-01-27T22:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:05:03.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Win-day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2EnvC4KodI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C7sWmw2Gqwg/s1600-h/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431666314765312466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2EnvC4KodI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C7sWmw2Gqwg/s400/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Wednesday...and it was a good day. A productive day that dealt with a lot of laughter, healing, hardships and firsts! My firsts for today was picking up my new couch (or should I say futon)...I picked it up from a man who turned out to be a crazy cat man...instead of a crazy cat women...talk about role reversal. It also turns out that he took apart the futon. Now you may say...hey that isn't to big of a deal it is really easy just to built back up again. Think again...I am the MOST challenged person when it comes to handy work and maintenance type chores. Therefore I rely on 3 people to aid me. 1. Scott 2.My dad 3. Joel. I almost put my futon together without tightening the screwy things but thankfully Joel reminded me. It feels great knowing I did this by myself...with the help of a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; tutorial and friends! Here is the final product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Em-LrtuOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1f--cbiv9e8/s1600-h/Image204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431665475315415266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2Em-LrtuOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1f--cbiv9e8/s400/Image204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks to God because life is good. I feel so loved by my family and friends and am so blessed to have them in my life. I have been impacted by so many people in so many different ways by my family and friends sharing their gifts with me. For example how to put a couch together! I am grateful! I feel like now also I can start over again...I am alone in my apartment in my new suave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bachelorette&lt;/span&gt; pad and I am enjoying the peacefulness of living alone. I have begun to let go of what was once here in my apartment. Moving on is the best thing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a winner for me, It's been full of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;realizations&lt;/span&gt; and letting go of a lot of things that I have been holding on for far to long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s Tomorrow is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Birtts&lt;/span&gt; 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! It's nerd themed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; a hint for my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;costume&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.14.. I pretty much gave it away! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-6799464294749593089?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6799464294749593089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/win-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6799464294749593089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6799464294749593089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/win-day.html' title='Win-day!'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S2EnvC4KodI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C7sWmw2Gqwg/s72-c/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-8658497286741315140</id><published>2010-01-27T00:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:02:20.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_w9rJ5FBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TqO8rvHX4ac/s1600-h/steph+and+i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431324617979008018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_w9rJ5FBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TqO8rvHX4ac/s400/steph+and+i.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' gal pal aka best friend. Stephanie Reynolds is the greatest hippie loving, tree-hugging, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/span&gt; and funniest friend that I have had in my life. I feel like my soul would be incomplete with out her. I'm glad I have someone who I can share the same values and morals with...as well as our sense of humor. We like to be stupid and we could go for hours in one room without talking and it still wouldn't be awkward. Stephanie is also really smart...probably 10x smarter then the average student. She is truly a gift from God to me and is one of the few people who own fisherman pants like me! (Hers are cooler because they have a pocket.) She also talks to my mother regularly on Black Berry Messenger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_xlpnoWaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dCfgONSaf6U/s1600-h/Image202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431325304761637282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_xlpnoWaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dCfgONSaf6U/s400/Image202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_xlLTcrWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hn5so4Xso-Q/s1600-h/Image165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431325296623922530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_xlLTcrWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hn5so4Xso-Q/s400/Image165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...thank you God for bringing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; into my life. I wouldn't be the same person I am today without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to bed now...all my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; I know you are reading this...I want you to get a blog ASAP so I can creep your life even more &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-8658497286741315140?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8658497286741315140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8658497286741315140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8658497286741315140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_w9rJ5FBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TqO8rvHX4ac/s72-c/steph+and+i.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-5312817876514468432</id><published>2010-01-26T23:53:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:20:24.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_lR1H7LXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xMfsYYVnW_8/s1600-h/jennyhand1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431311770112961906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_lR1H7LXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xMfsYYVnW_8/s400/jennyhand1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as some of you may know I have a hobby, this hobby is photography. All the photos below are my own work and editing. I know I am not skilled or amazing but its something that I am so proud of doing. When I look at these photos I feel like I have accomplished something and I can look back and remember what I was doing at that time. Most of these photos were taking in the summer of 09', I am still so new to photography and I can't wait to grow more as I go about photographing more things! These are the photos that I have on my lap top right now, the rest are at home waiting for me to sift through and edit all of them! I apologize as the photos are not the best quality due to the uploading and how they become a little bit distorted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kMujcE2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Un4yRBeQ1no/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431310582938342242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kMujcE2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Un4yRBeQ1no/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kMKSWH7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Zs3H0DeoLBw/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431310573202972594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kMKSWH7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Zs3H0DeoLBw/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kLbbp9YI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZPNGMrc0jxo/s1600-h/CSC_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431310560625554818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kLbbp9YI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZPNGMrc0jxo/s400/CSC_0381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kKoecvbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9mUfLGkmw_g/s1600-h/6615_1080637269388_1629990112_235052_6438785_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431310546947063218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_kKoecvbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9mUfLGkmw_g/s400/6615_1080637269388_1629990112_235052_6438785_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_lhNGv5uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xUDCBmhLR9E/s1600-h/sign.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431312034248517346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_lhNGv5uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xUDCBmhLR9E/s400/sign.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking back at all of these photos for sure makes me remember the awesome times that I had last summer while working at camp. It was the most difficult job of my life but I'm so glad I served there as I look back on my experience. It was a hard choice for me but I have decided to move back to Sylvan Lake for the summer and live and work at camp! I can't wait...I found some photos and decided to share them with you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nXM6TVTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IbQ8Gm76U7E/s1600-h/12947_1128062814997_1629990112_339941_7595070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431314061420877106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nXM6TVTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IbQ8Gm76U7E/s400/12947_1128062814997_1629990112_339941_7595070_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For sure one of the funniest days I had with Skriver and Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nW2nwUiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/oOjPxFURu0g/s1600-h/DSC_0033_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431314055437505058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nW2nwUiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/oOjPxFURu0g/s400/DSC_0033_3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have never had one individual who has made me laugh so hard in my whole laugh every time I talk to him. He was the inventor of love units!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nWUHsj2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/mnFgpPFHci4/s1600-h/6615_1072588428172_1629990112_216158_625336_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431314046176235362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nWUHsj2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/mnFgpPFHci4/s400/6615_1072588428172_1629990112_216158_625336_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The support staff went through a Photo booth phase, there are so many hilarious moments and photos but this is for sure one of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nVzre5BI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tzHTplY3Kns/s1600-h/5775_1069317866410_1629990112_208914_3615507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431314037467964434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nVzre5BI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tzHTplY3Kns/s400/5775_1069317866410_1629990112_208914_3615507_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soccer Camp....that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nVWLHnrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7oOgn4FJqFo/s1600-h/5775_1066420753984_1629990112_199266_5628371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431314029547593394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_nVWLHnrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7oOgn4FJqFo/s400/5775_1066420753984_1629990112_199266_5628371_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Berg, she is so great! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Obviously this place and the people hold a very special place in my heart! On another note I have realized that I have become addicted to facebook, I am such a facebook goon and need to do something with me life. My best friend Steph and I have decided to make a facebook pact...I will tell you how this one goes....I need a fbook detox! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all of my lovin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2783635179057593310-5312817876514468432?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5312817876514468432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5312817876514468432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/5312817876514468432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_lR1H7LXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xMfsYYVnW_8/s72-c/jennyhand1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2761830896406946699</id><published>2010-01-25T11:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:38:21.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomadic Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_fShozdTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RgXF5RzbTt8/s1600-h/tarinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431305184992261426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_fShozdTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RgXF5RzbTt8/s400/tarinsnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who gets to live in a Tipee, hike, canoe, and hang out with rad kids for the spring!? ME! I just got an email from Camp Chief Hector offering me a job in the environmental sciences camp that they have there! I am so stoked and relieved to know that I have a job when my semester ends! Also since the program is 6 weeks I get to move to Sylvan Lake right after and live there again for the summer! It seems although my life has been rather chaotic things are coming together and I am so blessed and have God to thank for all the awesome opportunities that I have been getting! I am so excited to live out in Kananaskis for almost two months...I know this will be such a great experience since I love it out there so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the photo above tells the story of an Epic snow shoe adventure I had with my camp friends Graham, Katrina and Steph! It was probably one of the best days that I have had in awhile! We snow shoed, laughed, and even shed some tears of pain but in the end it was so worth it. My best friend Steph brought her Canon d60 (I think) and took some sweet photos! It was so cold in the morning that our eyelashes and hair froze! Enjoy some of the photos below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eKoLnWZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZnA-0yLx6XE/s1600-h/katstephgram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431303949798300050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eKoLnWZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZnA-0yLx6XE/s320/katstephgram.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eKbgXpVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ALAOofGzftg/s1600-h/katrinasnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431303946395690322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eKbgXpVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ALAOofGzftg/s320/katrinasnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eJ6Z--SI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7oLM7Ad3Tmg/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431303937510537506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eJ6Z--SI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7oLM7Ad3Tmg/s320/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eJX9sl1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/AGtHtqUjF40/s1600-h/gramsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431303928265086802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eJX9sl1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/AGtHtqUjF40/s320/gramsnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eJHQKtCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kDhiwbGoWmE/s1600-h/admiringk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431303923779154978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_eJHQKtCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kDhiwbGoWmE/s320/admiringk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e83ucGYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ro66uGglOT0/s1600-h/tarinsnow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431304812964354434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e83ucGYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ro66uGglOT0/s320/tarinsnow2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e8hNxczI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ps8WNJaCjo4/s1600-h/tarintipee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431304806921761586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e8hNxczI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ps8WNJaCjo4/s320/tarintipee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e8PtJ5jI/AAAAAAAAAGc/039dr-T6QdA/s1600-h/tarincch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431304802221549106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e8PtJ5jI/AAAAAAAAAGc/039dr-T6QdA/s320/tarincch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e7ffg0TI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vyvb2PjwnlQ/s1600-h/stephlaugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431304789279428914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e7ffg0TI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vyvb2PjwnlQ/s320/stephlaugh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e7G-rZpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AlIb1JutNj8/s1600-h/stephaniesnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431304782699259538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_e7G-rZpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AlIb1JutNj8/s320/stephaniesnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another happy note I went to the doctor bright and early this morning and got my cast taken off! I am so happy...I spent close to four weeks in that CLUNKY thing! I am however sad that I can't show of my bedazzled cast off to everyone...or have an excuse to use the elevator in the Fine Arts building anymore (those 10 flights of Stairs a PURE hell to walk up and down every day). Still it means that I have no cast for my lady lovers Steph and Britts 19th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all my lovin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/2783635179057593310-2761830896406946699?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2761830896406946699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/nomadic-living.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2761830896406946699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2761830896406946699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/nomadic-living.html' title='Nomadic Living'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_fShozdTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RgXF5RzbTt8/s72-c/tarinsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7700167020256582329</id><published>2010-01-24T14:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:14:01.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UofC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go'/><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1y4CEjEmgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h8VnDATLU3A/s1600-h/tug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1y4CEjEmgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h8VnDATLU3A/s320/tug.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430417596422068738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Everything you want in life has a price connected to it. There's a price to pay if you want to make things better, a price to pay just for leaving things as they are, a price for everything'&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Never did I expect to be making such big decisions and choices about my life at this very moment. I am very conflicted and lost with what I should do. Either way I will be gaining things and sacrificing things. I guess it just comes down to what I am willing to sacrifice and let go of when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving UofL after my spring semester and I have had a very good opportunity and offer from UofC to play Rugby back home in Calgary. However this means leaving everything I have in Lethbridge behind. I'm not sure if I am ready to let go of this place yet. I have learned so many lessons, and gained so many people who play a big role in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need to do what will make me happy, but I'm not sure what will yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of my confused loving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-7700167020256582329?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7700167020256582329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7700167020256582329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7700167020256582329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1y4CEjEmgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/h8VnDATLU3A/s72-c/tug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-8087495281116849403</id><published>2010-01-22T18:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:53:33.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1pUlYc7-OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Gc0Cm9gIsgM/s1600-h/transformation-and-change.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1pUlYc7-OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Gc0Cm9gIsgM/s320/transformation-and-change.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429745301944269026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So to start off I have some really exciting news for you all, I might as well just drop the bomb. I am leaving UofL after my spring semester. HOLD the phone, however I am enrolling in Lethbridge College to go into nursing. I have thought long and hard about this and I am sure that this is what I want to do with my life. So I guess you can call me a university drop out! I love UofL and my program..but nursing is my calling. I feel from not only myself but from God that this is what I need to do! I was sent here to help people! I am super stoked to turn over a new leaf and start a new chapter in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1pTwK0lg4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YnwKv4sPhWA/s1600-h/faceinhole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1pTwK0lg4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YnwKv4sPhWA/s320/faceinhole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429744387752297346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also I am back home in Calgary this weekend! Super stoked to be back hanging out with my family and friends! I love them dearly! I am planning on doing some house shopping with Momma C tomorrow as well as getting my hair done..my split ends are destroying me inside! Also on a good note I found the perfect futon/couch that I wanted..and ITS ONLY A $100...I now owe my life to kijiji.com such a great place! You can find cheap things online there!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tonight was a rowdy night...it was one of our family friends 50th birthday. I've never seen adults get so rowdy in my life...this includes exploding things, doing shots, and dancing monkeys as well as using megaphones and whistles to try and get everyone's attention. While the adults were out having one wild time, four of the younger adults (Bart, Jenna, Jon and I...some of my oldest friends that I have!) played it safe in the kiddy corner with fake apple berry champagne and good old dutch blitz! What is dutch blitz you ask? Dutch blitz is by far THE best card game that I have ever played in my life. It can get very physical when you are throwing out the elbows and throwing out cards. If you don't have this game I suggest that you invest...it's worth every penny and will keep you amused for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats about it! All of my loving!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2783635179057593310-8087495281116849403?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8087495281116849403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8087495281116849403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8087495281116849403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1pUlYc7-OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Gc0Cm9gIsgM/s72-c/transformation-and-change.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4961164305903262915</id><published>2010-01-21T17:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:33:58.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15760_217247584383_202282699383_4152931_1706591_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15760_217247584383_202282699383_4152931_1706591_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Thursday today, and I would like to announce that today is a sad, sad day. The Jersey Shore season finale is on tonight. I have become very attached to this show and am now very sad that it has come to an end, we all know how important those fist pumping guidos mean to North America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, all my loving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-4961164305903262915?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4961164305903262915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4961164305903262915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4961164305903262915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-8328255001765304088</id><published>2010-01-20T18:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:57:29.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Semester</title><content type='html'>Well, I have officialy survived my first semester of University! I think it went pretty good. I have made a TON of new awesome friends and have fallen in love with the little city of lethbridge. I am still in my apartment and it is treating me not so great, it's slowly falling apart on me! But hey could be worse! finished with all high grades, minus socio 1000 the class that truly is the bane of my exsistence! I also have some big changes in my life as well! I have switched my majors to Anthropology, I havn't declared a minor yet and I don't know if I ever will! I love it so far and enjoy my classes, proffs and class mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also apparently I was dancing a little to hard at studio two weeks ago and broke my foot, this is sad and sucky. I fractured a few bones on the top of my foot and now have to drag a 10 pound air cast with me for two more weeks! Thank the lord, I have had such great friends who drive me around and help me out! I have come to realize that I have been going out way to much, even though most of that time it's me driving my intoxicated friends home. I don't mind that as much but I still find that going to the bar 3 or 4 times a week is a little to much for me. I have really cut down on going out since I have got back in the past 20ish days I have only been out 3 times...which I think is actuall a record since I have moved here! I am really proud of myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes this semester seem to be going well, I am in a few GLER's but also 2 Anthro classes which I am enjoying a lot! I am taking Geography 1010, Drama 1000, and World Religion 1000, Anthro 2200 The Ethnographic Imagination and Anthro 2510 Cultural Linguistics! I feel like this semster will be busy but not as hard as the last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have small group at 7 pm tonight so I better log off and get ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my loving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-8328255001765304088?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8328255001765304088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8328255001765304088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/8328255001765304088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-semester.html' title='Second Semester'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4890275526666583375</id><published>2010-01-09T15:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:22:29.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S0kOzew4qtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GQPTKDDhn5M/s1600-h/18867_398871315536_804380536_10222531_627406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S0kOzew4qtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GQPTKDDhn5M/s320/18867_398871315536_804380536_10222531_627406_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424883503738694354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S0kLSGhjNQI/AAAAAAAAADw/-AzwrqkViOM/s1600-h/2010.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S0kLSGhjNQI/AAAAAAAAADw/-AzwrqkViOM/s320/2010.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424879631761356034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I haven't been keeping up so well with my promise of blogging daily, my bad. I've just been swamped with exams, school and my social life. So my apologies to my readers (if there are any of you). Anyways my Christmas break was good, it felt nice to be home again with my family. I didn't see a lot of high school friends since I was either busy working our outdoors adventuring in Kanaskis whether it was skiing, snowshoeing or hiking =) I swear I will give you all an update soon! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2783635179057593310-4890275526666583375?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4890275526666583375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4890275526666583375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4890275526666583375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S0kOzew4qtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GQPTKDDhn5M/s72-c/18867_398871315536_804380536_10222531_627406_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-1807683187226864175</id><published>2009-10-26T23:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:59:59.024-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziggy marley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true to myself.'/><title type='text'>True to Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuaLvZRJ6II/AAAAAAAAADI/WCTz-3VjCHQ/s1600-h/ziggy_marley_color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuaLvZRJ6II/AAAAAAAAADI/WCTz-3VjCHQ/s320/ziggy_marley_color.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397154849803069570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Life has come a long way since yesterday &lt;br /&gt;And it’s not the same old thing over again &lt;br /&gt;Just do what you feel and don’t you fool yourself &lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t make you happy unless I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my lovin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-1807683187226864175?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1807683187226864175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-to-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/1807683187226864175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/1807683187226864175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-to-myself.html' title='True to Myself'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuaLvZRJ6II/AAAAAAAAADI/WCTz-3VjCHQ/s72-c/ziggy_marley_color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-2843074675973675023</id><published>2009-10-25T20:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:58:10.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tight and Bright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Castle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charley Ager'/><title type='text'>Bluebird Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuURTttJDpI/AAAAAAAAADA/Roh7V94jCpo/s1600-h/SnowBeech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396738758857526930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuURTttJDpI/AAAAAAAAADA/Roh7V94jCpo/s320/SnowBeech.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend was pretty crazy.  Thats all you need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however so stoked, I am buying my Castle Mountain Ski pass this week and can not wait to shred the hill. !Usually they have pretty good pow, can't wait for the blue bird day. from what I hear. I am also super excited for the New Line Pandoras that I might be investing in. They are so fat it's ridiculous they apparently pretty much glide over the powder. So minty fresh my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuUPv00ThqI/AAAAAAAAACw/RjcFl54MPE0/s1600-h/S162CM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737042779702946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuUPv00ThqI/AAAAAAAAACw/RjcFl54MPE0/s320/S162CM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuUPwF48qFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U8om88LwH_o/s1600-h/charley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737047362578514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuUPwF48qFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U8om88LwH_o/s320/charley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank God for this man. Charley Ager the most talented skier out there by far. He is probably one of the most under rated skiers in the industry hopefully in the next couple of years that will change. Check out the Journal Trailer by Poor Boyz and you will see what I mean the nose butter 360 to pillow rock jib 180 out is so sick. Clearly is man deserves more credit. Steeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-2843074675973675023?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2843074675973675023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2843074675973675023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/2843074675973675023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-sunday.html' title='Bluebird Day'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuURTttJDpI/AAAAAAAAADA/Roh7V94jCpo/s72-c/SnowBeech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-6038373291810173326</id><published>2009-10-23T16:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:26:19.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Thank the lord, enjoy your weekends &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-6038373291810173326?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6038373291810173326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6038373291810173326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/6038373291810173326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-46591611387998252</id><published>2009-10-22T21:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:49:19.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark rawling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lutheran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabian marshall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterfly'/><title type='text'>Suprise.</title><content type='html'>Photos shot with the sick Nikon D60, I just used the basic lens. This is my own work, I wouldn't say that I'm talented but its something that I really enjoy doing. This is only a few of my photos, out of the thousands I have taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEkStFWk0I/AAAAAAAAACg/r617Cr0E5DA/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEkStFWk0I/AAAAAAAAACg/r617Cr0E5DA/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395633732324856642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEkSLUZxTI/AAAAAAAAACY/fylSAfgQOKY/s1600-h/butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEkSLUZxTI/AAAAAAAAACY/fylSAfgQOKY/s320/butterfly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395633723261175090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how I got this butterfly shot, It was 100% pure luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEmmVz0F7I/AAAAAAAAACo/MJZ-NMOiZ4Y/s1600-h/00390007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEmmVz0F7I/AAAAAAAAACo/MJZ-NMOiZ4Y/s320/00390007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395636268697917362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also shout out to the Lutheran artist I love Fabian Marshall aka Mark Rawling. He just put out a new CD The Red Hounds of Valparasio which has a fresh cover of Ring of Fire by Johnny Cash. You won't be able to find him on Limewire, but you can check him out on iTunes and his website. &lt;a href="http://www.fabianmarshall.com"&gt;www.fabianmarshall.com&lt;/a&gt;. I was fortunate to see him in a small Lutheran church outside of Millet for my JST. He's got different sounds of music ranging from a reggae vibe to mellow music if you want to unwind. Check him out, if your a fan of chill stuff you will for sure enjoy this dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; all my lovin. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-46591611387998252?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/46591611387998252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/suprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/46591611387998252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/46591611387998252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/suprise.html' title='Suprise.'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/SuEkStFWk0I/AAAAAAAAACg/r617Cr0E5DA/s72-c/DSC_0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-4562075155723792765</id><published>2009-10-21T18:01:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:19:04.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bradley nowell and friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sublime'/><title type='text'>Sublime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St-h-kygv7I/AAAAAAAAABc/6TJuwyHhzn0/s1600-h/thick20fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St-h-kygv7I/AAAAAAAAABc/6TJuwyHhzn0/s320/thick20fog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395208975012642738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to loads of fog today, I had to walk through it and I would check my shoulder 24/7 because I thought some horrid monster of some sort would attack me. I couldn't see the cars driving beside me and I really had no idea when to cross the street so I just kind of guessed..it worked since I'm alive and typing this. However it was kind of cool and very pretty in the valley! I hope it happens more often down in Lethbridge. My roomie is making fun of my blogging as we speak. Shut up and eat your salted lasagna Kristen. My day consisted of nothing really other then writing my last midterm and realizing that I need to clean my room asap. Also today I wore my hair curly for the first time in a long time and forgot just how much I loved it, I went to Timmy's to grab my chocolate milk (heck yes!) when the  man behind the counter proceeded to ask me to explain in an intricate detail of how I styled my hair and whether it was fake or not..no trick I just let it air dry and yes its real you creep, he then tried to make casual conversation; I took my chocolate milk and left. While going over my Anthro notes today I popped in an old Sublime CD and I realized that they truly were one of my favorite bands of all time, Bradley Nowell and Friends is also arguably one of the greatest acoustic albums of all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St-k5TikyyI/AAAAAAAAABk/jc0o4bQa_D4/s1600-h/bradnowell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St-k5TikyyI/AAAAAAAAABk/jc0o4bQa_D4/s400/bradnowell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395212183017933602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard of Sublime or Bradley Nowell, you should definitely hit up iTunes or Limewire/Bitorrent (whatever your morals feel is best) and download their music; your life will be opened to a whole new genre. Also after a hilarious lunch with Kristen and Sophie we went to this really awesome poster sale in the Atrium where I bought a really sweet poster until I realized that she was smoking and joint and had marijuana leaves in the background; smart move. Also since I bought that poster I now realize I'm actually really, really poor. fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; all my lovin. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-4562075155723792765?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4562075155723792765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/sublime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4562075155723792765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/4562075155723792765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/sublime.html' title='Sublime'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St-h-kygv7I/AAAAAAAAABc/6TJuwyHhzn0/s72-c/thick20fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-443892650814614636</id><published>2009-10-21T10:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:05:09.144-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy clowns'/><title type='text'>Beyonce &amp; Clowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;you tube --&gt; Beyonce Clown&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I need  a pick me up I watch this and I still die laughing everytime that I see it, it always reminds me that there could be worse things happening in your life...like this sitatution. Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;This will never get old. ever.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-443892650814614636?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/443892650814614636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyonce-clowns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/443892650814614636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/443892650814614636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyonce-clowns.html' title='Beyonce &amp; Clowns'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-7842744600339137896</id><published>2009-10-20T23:20:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:13:24.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forests'/><title type='text'>Forest</title><content type='html'>I've felt the sudden desire to tell you about my Saturday night that was wild and copious amounts of fun. My friends Maddi, Natasha and Chelsea (my precious little gems) all came over Saturday night for cheap homemade wine, spicy chicken chow mien and a lot of alcohol. I showed off my impressive shot gunning skills, while Natasha awed us with her abilities to make drinks with more alcohol in it then a mixer. I also think that I managed to style Chel's hair mildly intoxicated. We somehow stumbled down to the off campus bar The Duke for some more great times. I woke up with pizza pop and lean cusine plates on my kitchen counter and one mean hang over from my Aunt and Uncles cheap but tasty fruit wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6g0JFc-FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RayNNq8p5Do/s1600-h/UofL+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6g0JFc-FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RayNNq8p5Do/s320/UofL+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394926221288863826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Like I said gems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison and her forest.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6hpRi_rpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ESeun05lhKQ/s1600-h/UofL+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6hpRi_rpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ESeun05lhKQ/s320/UofL+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394927134093323922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison somehow stumbled across a broken off tree branch which she then started to call her "forest". Every picture that was taken after that had her forest in our photos...which is absolutely hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6ft6BTphI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wfjQCFTBmOo/s1600-h/UofL+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6ft6BTphI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wfjQCFTBmOo/s200/UofL+078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394925014654101010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6ftOfQ0xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XywdVwQTUtk/s1600-h/UofL+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6ftOfQ0xI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XywdVwQTUtk/s200/UofL+071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394925002968584978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6fs1EeRUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GhnZO2EMqWc/s1600-h/UofL+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6fs1EeRUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GhnZO2EMqWc/s200/UofL+073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394924996145333570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess another reason I'm writing this is to give thanks to the family and the people that have become a part of it. I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; all my lovin. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2783635179057593310-7842744600339137896?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7842744600339137896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/drunken-forest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7842744600339137896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/7842744600339137896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/drunken-forest.html' title='Forest'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6g0JFc-FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RayNNq8p5Do/s72-c/UofL+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2783635179057593310.post-1903040457975242771</id><published>2009-10-20T22:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:01:06.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Blogging, something I've always wanted to do and now that a few people I know have started their own, I've finally gotten the guts to make one too. I'm not here to post art or fashion, I just am here to talk and post things that I find interesting which may in fact deal with the arts. My name is Tarin,  my mother  decided the 'i' was cooler then the 'y' therefore putting me through misery by having my name mispelt in phones, awards, and birthday cards. I'm freshly 18 and hail from Calgary, AB. I decided to move down to Lethbridge after a last minute acceptance 3 weeks before the school year had begun. So far I haven't regretted my choices. I was raised in a testosterone fueled sibling environment and am the only girl out of three children, I'm also stuck in the middle. I have two wonderful parents whom I owe everything too and am extremely blessed to have such supportive people. I am a freshmen at the University of Lethbridge trying to Major in German and Minor in Linguistics...don't ask me why I'm doing this I'm not even to sure myself. I've settled into the UofL student lifestyle which seems to be 'party first, study later'. However since I'm now poor I've really cut down on that and have actually hit the books for the first time in my life ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6TBnWNQhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/09Wf8QXZH9c/s1600-h/tpayne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394911059587711506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6TBnWNQhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/09Wf8QXZH9c/s320/tpayne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's me in the middle, with the glasses that say 'T PAYNE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;much love. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/2783635179057593310-1903040457975242771?l=girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1903040457975242771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/1903040457975242771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2783635179057593310/posts/default/1903040457975242771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlunderthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Tarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02387874942035429369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/S1_uOpqqmVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i62idAlVtAo/S220/6828_1098967447631_1629990112_277349_1982458_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CKB-0yBDS4M/St6TBnWNQhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/09Wf8QXZH9c/s72-c/tpayne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
