<?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-2841772411635268958</id><updated>2011-12-04T02:17:39.692-08:00</updated><category term='Bingo'/><title type='text'>...Story of my life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-1433213055405729882</id><published>2009-10-19T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T02:37:17.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual its been forever since I've written in this and I'm still too lazy to write very much but I figured I'd put up some pictures of me and nikki so everyone can see how awesome we were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwv3uNo1uI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3u2cSExmdC8/s1600-h/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(50).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwv3uNo1uI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3u2cSExmdC8/s320/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(50).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239088027555554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jumping in-- the water is pretty cold but it feels great in the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/StwvOme9H5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/QuSWHklD91A/s1600-h/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(31).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/StwvOme9H5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/QuSWHklD91A/s320/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(31).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394238381578067858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Eagle Falls, the river we went to out on hwy 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwv3KRe7dI/AAAAAAAAAIc/49Pe6NWTGh0/s1600-h/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(32).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwv3KRe7dI/AAAAAAAAAIc/49Pe6NWTGh0/s320/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(32).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394239078380006866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is when we took our friend Jessie there one time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another place we liked to go is Wallace Falls, its a little bit before eagle falls on hwy 2. there is a 4 mile hike up that takes you past the lower middle and upper falls there is a 10 mile round trip hike that takes you up to Wallace lake and down past the falls. We fished at the lake but catch anything.. supposedly there's golden trout there though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwxn6_RlXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3HrEXMZ0D5g/s1600-h/P3290316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwxn6_RlXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3HrEXMZ0D5g/s320/P3290316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394241015602320754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The middle falls &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/StwxnGt-aBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DJF9pR49V7w/s1600-h/P3290315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/StwxnGt-aBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DJF9pR49V7w/s320/P3290315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394241001571117074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took claire up to the middle falls one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/StwxmnVpXPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3YOdLefhKXE/s1600-h/P3290313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/StwxmnVpXPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3YOdLefhKXE/s320/P3290313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394240993147575538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this a view from the trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I can't really get the pictures and text to line up right so maybe i'll get around to fixing it before people actually read it.. but probably not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-1433213055405729882?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/1433213055405729882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=1433213055405729882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1433213055405729882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1433213055405729882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-usual-its-been-forever-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stwv3uNo1uI/AAAAAAAAAIk/3u2cSExmdC8/s72-c/Eagle+Falls+7-27+(50).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-1864876580232321726</id><published>2009-04-23T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:09:22.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cs get Degrees!</title><content type='html'>Bellingham is awesome. Its been sunny for 4 DAYS. Its definitely awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get outside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-1864876580232321726?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/1864876580232321726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=1864876580232321726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1864876580232321726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1864876580232321726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/04/cs-get-degrees.html' title='Cs get Degrees!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-4705225046449575420</id><published>2009-04-22T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:28:08.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmm i love red bulls! Whoever did marketing for them is awesome cause all i have to do is hear the word red bull or see someone with one and i gotta get one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-4705225046449575420?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/4705225046449575420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=4705225046449575420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/4705225046449575420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/4705225046449575420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/04/mmm-i-love-red-bulls-whoever-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-3809095420300565259</id><published>2009-04-22T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:01:59.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First phone post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-3809095420300565259?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/3809095420300565259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=3809095420300565259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/3809095420300565259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/3809095420300565259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-phone-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-4459301279272969833</id><published>2009-04-22T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:01:23.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The woes of a poor college student...</title><content type='html'>So I just enabled posting from my phone! So now it'll be easy to get updates from me all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so poor, you guys. But I had a job interview at a laundromat yesterday and I think that went pretty well so hopefully i'll get hired. That would be freaking awesome actually. Claire and I found an apartment for next year, its in the same building that some of our friends live in so we know its nice and everything and its really cheap and it even has 1.5 bathrooms. I know, I'm really excited about it too. We're going in to look at one of the units on friday at 2 and then hopefully we'll sign a lease and everything next weekish.. But even though it was really stressful finding it and having to call hella people, it was fun and I actually learned some stuff. These one guys we know tried to rent this really really nice house on Chuckanut drive, its this really expensive road that runs along the water, and then they got all offended because the people didn't want to rent their house to a bunch of college guys. It was funny&lt;br /&gt;Other than that my classes are going well, I had a mythology test today and I got an A on a spanish test last week. but really my classes are pretty easy this quarter, there's a lot of reading for my english class but its an American Literature class so its a little interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-4459301279272969833?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/4459301279272969833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=4459301279272969833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/4459301279272969833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/4459301279272969833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/04/woes-of-poor-college-student.html' title='The woes of a poor college student...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-5654543157907974185</id><published>2009-04-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:29:59.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another beautiful day in Bellingham</title><content type='html'>Wheat Thins came out with a new kind of cracker, its white cheddar something and its really good. They had a Wisconsin colby too that looked pretty bomb too.  &lt;br /&gt;I started this last night but now I'm about to be late for spanish so I'll have to finish this later so I can be on time to meet with my foxy partner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-5654543157907974185?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/5654543157907974185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=5654543157907974185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/5654543157907974185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/5654543157907974185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-beautiful-day-in-bellingham.html' title='Another beautiful day in Bellingham'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-3277193800423565362</id><published>2009-03-04T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:19:12.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost spring break!</title><content type='html'>I have a problem...there isn't enough room on my computer. For anything. but I don't really know how to fix it cause I don't want to delete things that I like and I already tried the cleanup wizard. and both my C and D drives or whatever are full...this sucks. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Finals and spring break are just around the corner, this year is going by so fast! Wanna hear some funny jokes? &lt;br /&gt; Jokes of the Week&lt;br /&gt;• A pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel hanging from his belt. The bartender asks, "What's that for?" The pirate responds, "Aarrr, its driving me nuts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A mushroom walks into a bar and the bartender says "We don't serve your kind here." and the mushroom says - "Why not? I'm a fungi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A horse walks into a bar, across the room, up the back wall, across the ceiling, down the front wall and then up to the bar. The bartender gives the horse a beer, he drinks it and leaves. A guy sitting at the bar looks perplexed and asks the bartender "Hey, what's that all about?" The bartender replies, "Don't take it personally, he never says 'Hi' to anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking funny...I know. these are from the potty talks I put up most weeks in the bathroom. Some chick didn't like the first one I put up so now I just pick hella bad ones that I think are hilarious. And they get funnier the more times you hear them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-3277193800423565362?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/3277193800423565362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=3277193800423565362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/3277193800423565362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/3277193800423565362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-spring-break.html' title='Almost spring break!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-8000682375391873777</id><published>2009-02-04T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:29:33.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature walks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1lulpTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/67C1JFssARA/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(54).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1lulpTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/67C1JFssARA/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(54).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994956145632562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1cVhidI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9eNK48MdcEM/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(52).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1cVhidI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9eNK48MdcEM/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(52).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994953624586706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP12PlAGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Wg6WbtuS1U/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(31).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP12PlAGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Wg6WbtuS1U/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(31).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994960578969698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP17DXXxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0ioJ7hP-s4E/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(60).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP17DXXxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0ioJ7hP-s4E/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(60).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994961869922066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1iLYTTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1P9g0dJDwAs/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(58).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1iLYTTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1P9g0dJDwAs/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(58).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994955192651058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO3HpqbdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/h8W9_W3oDEY/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(44).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO3HpqbdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/h8W9_W3oDEY/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(44).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298993882920021458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO2w19f7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MsqGree_B_c/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(37).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO2w19f7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MsqGree_B_c/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(37).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298993876797587378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO2hTUXUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P3Nl0un6X8k/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(28).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO2hTUXUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P3Nl0un6X8k/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(28).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298993872625753410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO2rGjZoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eN9vEgz2yas/s1600-h/Nature+walk+2-3+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnO2rGjZoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eN9vEgz2yas/s320/Nature+walk+2-3+(17).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298993875256567426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out nature walks are freaking cool. We used to go on them all the time when I was younger but other than Yellow Springs I didn't think it was that cool cause I thought it was just rocks and water. But yesterday we went on this walk down to a beach and it was the coolest thing ever. Bellingham is really beautiful but you can't see the water as much as in Edmonds because there are a million trees blocking it so you have to walk through these forest paths to get to it. but its really cool and we saw starfish and clams and sandrocks and a bunch of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;we found this little cave thing that had garbage bags and sticks and branches around it and they were tied all professionally and we climbed up to check it out but then there was a shot gun shell in front of it so we peaced. &lt;br /&gt;Steph and Sarah got sprayed with clam juice cause the tide was really low and we were walking out on the beach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-8000682375391873777?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/8000682375391873777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=8000682375391873777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/8000682375391873777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/8000682375391873777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/02/nature-walks.html' title='Nature walks'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SYnP1lulpTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/67C1JFssARA/s72-c/Nature+walk+2-3+(54).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-6399168316182537223</id><published>2009-01-29T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:55:24.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its warmed up a little now so my fingers have thawed enough for me to type out a blog post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a test in sociology tomorrow, but i think its going to be easy cause its true and false and multiple choice. &lt;br /&gt;I really like the class a lot; Its a criminal justice class and we're only on the first 4 chapters but we're learning about the different kinds of crime and motivation and law and stuff. Its pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that i'm actually going to major in just elementary education instead of doing the special ed dual endorsement because I'm really interested in sociology and teaching students that most teachers would label bad kids. There are so many things that even bad behavior can tell you about what a kid is feeling and why he or she is acting a certain way. &lt;br /&gt;And I can't really minor in Spanish like I want to if I do the dual endorsement and I just think I could do more with that. I still have a while to decide I guess..not really though actually. I had to sign up to take this test called the WEST-B test, it stands for like Washington Educators Something Test or something but every teacher has to pass it and then after i do my student teaching I have to take the WEST E...but anyways, it cost like 90 dollars. That sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-6399168316182537223?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/6399168316182537223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=6399168316182537223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6399168316182537223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6399168316182537223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-warmed-up-little-now-so-my-fingers.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-6061121157576069112</id><published>2009-01-27T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:27:45.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I woke up to snow this morning. Its just not cool, cause its been really cold lately and we're all hoping for spring weather to start even though its only january. I can't wait for summer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Claire and I turned in a ton of job applications yesterday but really only applebees seemed like they might be hiring. We also applied at a bunch of coffee stands and a few places at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I locked my keys in my car today. I stopped by fred meyer on my way back to school from work and i just left them sitting there on the seat when I closed the door and so then i had to call the freaking insurance people and get the lock guys to come out and I had to wait like an hour for the guy to get there but he was actually hella nice cause I was supposed to pay him 5 dollars but he didn't even make me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been really hot in our rooms lately and I don't know why but I secretly kind of like it. We have heated floors so they're really hot and we keep having to open the windows but its freezing outside so then it gets cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-6061121157576069112?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/6061121157576069112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=6061121157576069112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6061121157576069112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6061121157576069112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-woke-up-to-snow-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-241493894977154248</id><published>2008-11-05T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:25:37.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama!!</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been writing much but I wanted to show you guys this video that was taken last night when everyone on campus ran around for freaking miles and rallied for Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejxL_ak7MH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejxL_ak7MH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-241493894977154248?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/241493894977154248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=241493894977154248' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/241493894977154248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/241493894977154248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama.html' title='Obama!!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-1833043866915995922</id><published>2008-10-25T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:52:09.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flow Chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SQNqwCQPEzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WVdNV8WOns0/s1600-h/palin+flow+chart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SQNqwCQPEzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WVdNV8WOns0/s320/palin+flow+chart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261166163170104114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe Sarah Palin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-1833043866915995922?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/1833043866915995922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=1833043866915995922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1833043866915995922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1833043866915995922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/10/flow-chart.html' title='Flow Chart'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SQNqwCQPEzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WVdNV8WOns0/s72-c/palin+flow+chart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-5813373236026896440</id><published>2008-10-01T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:23:38.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggland is Eggcellent.</title><content type='html'>It’s almost Friday! I know I write about it eggery time I post but I’m so super excited to see my best friends that&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZyAEeCGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pqbonZzD7R0/s1600-h/envelope1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZyAEeCGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pqbonZzD7R0/s200/envelope1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252421780967917666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don’t really care. Anyways, I got my first real piece of mail the other day. Cam Cam &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZ4BkmF5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vkEzxt8Zo5M/s1600-h/Envelope2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZ4BkmF5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vkEzxt8Zo5M/s200/Envelope2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252421884450314130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sent me a lovely letter complete with pictures and everything. It’s hanging on the wall &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSpraKXxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/l3dXsHFUJnc/s1600-h/envelope1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252413941401411346" spid="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSpraKXxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/l3dXsHFUJnc/s200/envelope1.jpeg" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSpraKXxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/l3dXsHFUJnc/s1600-h/envelope1.jpeg" style="'width:112.5pt;height:150pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Shannon\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="envelope1"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;above my desk and I love it. Of course the letters he sends me aren't nearly as decorated and pretty as the ones I send him but I think that's to be expected...he doesn't have to sit around a dorm all day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSun0bIHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rKrNy1ilhQ8/s1600-h/Envelope2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252414026337165426" spid="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSun0bIHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rKrNy1ilhQ8/s200/Envelope2.jpeg" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSun0bIHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rKrNy1ilhQ8/s1600-h/Envelope2.jpeg" style="'width:112.5pt;height:150pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Shannon\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image002.jpg" title="Envelope2"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SO we went and watched Zoolander in the lounge with some people today. IT was pretty cool; the girl who lives two doors down from us was there with her roommate. We're kind of friends with the two rooms to the left of us, the girls right next to us went to Terrace so that was kind of cool cause we're from the same place and we know some of the same people. Shea comes over pretty much every day though, she's hella cool. She made us dinner last night, it was really sweet of her she made polenta with spaghetti sauce and peppers and we made some biscuits in our illegal toaster oven. It was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSjIgMhKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TRFMb6kU7X0/s1600-h/Scary+cat.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252413828952261794" spid="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSjIgMhKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TRFMb6kU7X0/s200/Scary+cat.jpeg" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORSjIgMhKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TRFMb6kU7X0/s1600-h/Scary+cat.jpeg" style="'width:112.5pt;height:150pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square'" button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Shannon\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image003.jpg" title="Scary+cat"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we have to walk by the Highland dorm on our way to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZxwWLbbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jF74NM99L90/s1600-h/Scary+cat.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZxwWLbbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jF74NM99L90/s200/Scary+cat.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252421776747228594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;class and one day we notice this little gem of a cat sitting on the wall outside of it (its one of those dorms with the doors that open to the outside)&lt;br /&gt;And then for like three days after that he was moved to a different spot ever morning; it was pretty funny. But then one day he mysteriously disappeared. So sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guest speaker from Big Brothers Big sisters came in to my education class today and she talked about being a Big and stuff and it seems hella cool so I think I’m gonna do it. I wanted to do it in high school but I think you have to be over 18 to really do it. So anyways I sent in for an information packet or whatever and if I get chosen to do it I just have to go to the elementary school once a week for an hour to meet with the kid and chill and stuff. And it’s supposed to look really good on resumes, especially if I want to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still really like all my classes and everything, math is still pretty boring but I feel like it’s going to get really hard and I’m going to fail soon...so we'll see I guess. Cam Cam said he'd help me if I want but I don’t really want...so whatever. Spanish is still really easy but it’s getting better and she's teaching things more in depth than we learned it in high school so I guess that's good. I guess I was just expecting it to be a lot different because everyone kept talking about how fast paced it is in college but I really don’t think it i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZ4LqZVRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8s4SnzH82Do/s1600-h/Outside.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZ4LqZVRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8s4SnzH82Do/s200/Outside.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252421887158998290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s. And the classes seem so short because they're only 50 minutes and we used to have 90 minute classes in high school.&lt;br /&gt;The gym here is really nice; we've been going most days. The first time we made the mistake of going in the evening at like 5 but it was packed and it sucked a lot so now we go around 12 or 2 when we get done with class and homework and stuff. But I’m not gonna lie, I've gotten used to taking a nap in the middle of the day...like we didn't do it yesterday and I had the hardest time getting up this morning. Naps are good. More people should take them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, for those of you who like to see my face, here I am sitting outside in the sun before class. Que chulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-5813373236026896440?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/5813373236026896440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=5813373236026896440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/5813373236026896440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/5813373236026896440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/10/eggland-is-eggcellent.html' title='Eggland is Eggcellent.'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SORZyAEeCGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pqbonZzD7R0/s72-c/envelope1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-3771385260881208362</id><published>2008-09-27T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:03:54.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was Real. It was Crazy. It was real crazy..</title><content type='html'>We survived the first friday night here. You know those parties in the movies where there's like a million people walking around in a house with those red party cups and there's a keg in one room and hella people are waiting to get beer or whatever? Yeah well thats what this party was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were hecka bored sitting in our dorm after the debates and then our neighbors stopped by and were like hey we're going to this party cause we're hecka bored wanna come? So we were like ok and we went downthe hall and met up with these guys and some other girls and after like an hour and a half we end up at this house party off campus. We were only there for like 15 minutes but it was the craziest thing i've ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-3771385260881208362?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/3771385260881208362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=3771385260881208362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/3771385260881208362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/3771385260881208362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-real-it-was-crazy-it-was-real.html' title='It was Real. It was Crazy. It was real crazy..'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-6707760493104744149</id><published>2008-09-26T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:48:01.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So there's this corpse debating Obama</title><content type='html'>I hope you all are watching the debates right now... I don't want to say much about it but i will say the 1. The guy hosting the debates is totally weird and annoying. 2. McCain doesn't make any sense about anything and 3. Obama is making him look like a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my math class is a total drag...I'm ridiculously bored in it and its terrible. we were adding and subtracting fractions today...I mean really...really? this is college...please.&lt;br /&gt;but Supposedly its just review and things will get harder, so I guess we'll see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my Philosophy of Religion class, its super interesting and not at all what I thought it would be like. Its cool. The teacher is kind of annoying though cause he always lets us out hella late and I have to book it across campus and up 5 flights of stairs to get to my lame ass math class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its the first weekend here and I guess we should be doing something exciting..I'm not really sure what we're gonna do but I guess its still early and we can find something. I'm kind of disappointed cause Jackie was supposed to be coming up but she hurt her leg and she can't.&lt;br /&gt;But next weekend Jackie is coming to pick us up with Cam Cam and maybe Beau and I'm sooo excited I can't wait. And we're gonna meet Cam's mommy cause she's coming to visit him that weekend. Its gonna be legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- McCain thinks we're winning the war in Iraq. Who is he kidding??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-6707760493104744149?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/6707760493104744149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=6707760493104744149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6707760493104744149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6707760493104744149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-theres-this-corpse-debating-obama.html' title='So there&apos;s this corpse debating Obama'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-7647982490709820568</id><published>2008-09-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:16:15.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its real.  Its good. It's Real Good.</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Spanish with Claire, we have a two hour break on Thursdays so we're just sitting in the dorm. She just made a blog so you should all check it out but it will pretty much say the same thing as mine. the URL is &lt;a href="http://clairiece.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://clairiece.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Spanish was good today, the teacher talks in Spanish the whole time and I thought that it was going to be really hard but I actually understood everything and it was pretty cool. It seems like its going to be really easy, today we just went over syllables and pronunciation of words with accents and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;They have hella cute western stuff here like sweatshirts and stuff so I'll probably buy some later I already bought a shirt the other day so maybe I'll wait a little while. I need to go shopping hecka bad though cause I pretty much have no clothes to wear. Who would have thought that I need some long sleeves here?? Actually, I'm not gonna lie, I knew but its way more fun to buy dresses and cute summer shirts so that's what I bought all summer long but there is this cute little vestie that I want from Love culture (best store ever) so I know I'm gonna be shopping when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;The mall up here isn't that great and I'd rather shop with jackie anyways so we're just gonna wait until we go home for a weekend (next weekend actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvEM5xLIkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/28hK_i31kfA/s1600-h/drying+rug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvEM5xLIkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/28hK_i31kfA/s200/drying+rug.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250005516574990914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So when I was packing my stuff i put my laundry detergent in my these little orange rugs i was bringing and somehow along the way it spilled and the rug was folded so it left a bunch of spots on it and it looked hecka dirty. So last night Claire had the genius idea to wash it so I stuck it in the sink and it got all wet and but then we couldn't ring it out cause its hella thick...so I hung it out the window to dry but its still just as wet this morning...I think its gonna take about a week to dry. Actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the upside there was a sale at fred meyer and we bought a ton of food. Like we got 48 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvFp8NMXhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wuRNYnvhRFs/s1600-h/Comida.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvFp8NMXhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wuRNYnvhRFs/s200/Comida.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250007114957217298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ramen for 4 dollars. What a deal! we also snagged some stuff from the dining hall like bagels and we have Tupperware that we're gonna take so we can have more snacks.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see its all healthy and delicious...yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvFPFckBnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/viFWg7nC9Z0/s1600-h/Splenda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvFPFckBnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/viFWg7nC9Z0/s200/Splenda.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250006653581133426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have also acquired a generous supply of splenda courtesy of starbucks. Actually we stole it. But I think we need it more than they do and I know they have a ton in the back and I bought a short hot chocolate to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvFRdf6JkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BJCgqSr3wFU/s1600-h/secret+oven.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvFRdf6JkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BJCgqSr3wFU/s200/secret+oven.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250006694397355586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our secret toaster oven (and a bunch of our ramen-- cause it wouldn't all fit on the shelf...cause we have like 50 of them) But its secret cause we're not supposed to have things that have an open coil or burner-- aka this. But we already got it so its just gonna stay hidden but we can only really use it when our RA isn't here. But she's not here a lot during the day so it should be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-7647982490709820568?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/7647982490709820568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=7647982490709820568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/7647982490709820568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/7647982490709820568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-real-its-good-its-real-good.html' title='Its real.  Its good. It&apos;s Real Good.'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNvEM5xLIkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/28hK_i31kfA/s72-c/drying+rug.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-6727953897919900474</id><published>2008-09-24T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:36:18.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Classes</title><content type='html'>So Today was the first day of classes, it was really good all my teachers seem pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spanish 201- I was kind of nervous about skipping 101 and I have the same class as Claire so its pretty sweet that we have our first class in the morning. We woke up and made our coffee and had breakfast and stuff in our dorm which was pretty cool and then we walk the like...MILE to our class. Only its actually not that far but its down a huge hill and it sucks to walk back up it. The spanish teacher is pretty nice, i forget what her name is but she's funny and seems like she'll be a good teacher. I dont think spanish will be too hard, cause she said its meant for people who had atleast 3 years of spanish in highschool and remember it. Claire and I talk in spanish all the time so it should be cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Education 197- My next class but its in the same room as my spanish class which is cool cause I dont have to walk anywhere but I left and went to the bathroom anyways cause I didn't want to be the only loser in there sitting at a desk the whole time. So I came back and the teacher's name the William Harrison Lay and we're supposed to be existentialist and decide what to call him...but he gave us like a million choices like will willy bill billy william lay and like a bajillion other things so it kind of sucked and i dont know what to call him. So i guess i'll just wait and see what everyone else calls him. I think the teacher assistant girl called him Bill so maybe i'll stick with that. Anyways the class seems like its gonna be hella easy, its a seminar class where we learn about what it takes to be a teacher at western and a little bit about teaching. So its mostly a lot of guest speakers and lectures and making connections with people around campus which is good. It isn't actually a class, its like 25 people who said that they are interested in education on their applications and had good grades and stuff and so they picked us and they're gonna hook us up with all this stuff thats supposed to help us succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Philosophy of religion- So i didn't really even want to take this class and I kind of got stuck in it but it actually seems like its going to be really interesting. The professor is pretty chill and we're going to be looking at it from both sides and its not supposed to be biased towards one side or another so it shoudl be enlightening or whatever. I sat next to this one guy who was kind of hot but I think he was married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math- The teacher is kind of a babe and it seems hella easy for now. We'll see how it goes I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My address is &lt;br /&gt;335 Ridgeway Kappa&lt;br /&gt;516 High St&lt;br /&gt;Bellingham, WA&lt;br /&gt;98225&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever get the urge to send me a letter or something feel free. I should be getting a letter from Cam Cam soon i'm so excited =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-6727953897919900474?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/6727953897919900474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=6727953897919900474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6727953897919900474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/6727953897919900474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-classes.html' title='First day of Classes'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-5168385834054075286</id><published>2008-09-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:41:19.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorm pics</title><content type='html'>So i guess now that i'm off to college it'll be easier for me to keep up this blog to keep everyone updated on stuff. I get hella bored so i might write on it a lot but i'm hella lazy too so i'll probably forget. but I took some pictures of our dorm to put up. For those of you who don't know i'm rooming with my best friend claire and we're living in &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkjegZeumI/AAAAAAAAADE/HIVGa53yCR4/s1600-h/DSCN3127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkjegZeumI/AAAAAAAAADE/HIVGa53yCR4/s200/DSCN3127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249265847676877410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kappa on the Ridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture from the window kind of facing the door. its cool cause we have our desks next to each other and that pink chair is one of those cool ones that folds out in to a bed so we can have visitors over to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkkS9BX0hI/AAAAAAAAADM/F5Se5Bh1r4w/s1600-h/DSCN3128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkkS9BX0hI/AAAAAAAAADM/F5Se5Bh1r4w/s200/DSCN3128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249266748713587218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is the room from the door.  Mine is the bottom bunk and claire is on top and that our mini fridge and microwave and coffee maker next to it and our beautiful purse collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNknN3vBD1I/AAAAAAAAADU/kudu6zwN1f4/s1600-h/DSCN3129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNknN3vBD1I/AAAAAAAAADU/kudu6zwN1f4/s200/DSCN3129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249269959929958226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the closet and our tv and little kitchen area is in that corner by the window. We have a lot of stuff kind of, we have a dvd player and cable and a wii. but we dont have any games for the wii yet. We played rockband with some guys down the hall the other day and that was pretty fun. but the one guy was a drummer and he was really good so he played on expert while me and claire and the other guy played on easy and medium. I tried the drums...but it was the hardest thing i've ever done in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkoDE9zN7I/AAAAAAAAADc/UFqFRB8rOAk/s1600-h/DSCN3130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkoDE9zN7I/AAAAAAAAADc/UFqFRB8rOAk/s200/DSCN3130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249270874014693298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bed and the chaire under claire's bed. Its pretty cool cause its like a couch type place and its nice and cozy under there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're trying to keep it pretty clean cause its really cute and people keep coming in to say how cute it is. We met the girl from down the hall, her name is Shea and she has a lobster like mine (the one i stole from claire's little brother on accident...but i love it) but it sucks to be her cause she has to live with the RA. Our RA is pretty nice i guess, she lives a few doors down from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K well i'm gonna try and keep this updated but i bet i wont. so remind me i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-5168385834054075286?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/5168385834054075286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=5168385834054075286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/5168385834054075286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/5168385834054075286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2008/09/dorm-pics.html' title='Dorm pics'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/SNkjegZeumI/AAAAAAAAADE/HIVGa53yCR4/s72-c/DSCN3127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-413212444346081431</id><published>2007-12-24T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T23:52:06.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>really? really?</title><content type='html'>So I guess i don't post on here enough...Its hard to think of entertaining things to write about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is entertaining me right now is the special effects in black and white movies. Its pretty genius actually. I'm watching Its a Wonderful Life and its supposed to be snowing outside and they are blowing snow up from the bottom and of the window. Its pretty cool looking. They have some cool special effects these days, but they had to be a lot more creative back then. Its a little bit cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Best movie ever: (besides Superbad--of course) Juno. If you haven't seen it you totally should. It stars Ellen Page (not to be confused with stupid Ellen Pompeo from Greys Anatomy) and Michael Cera (who I adore from superbad) and she gets pregnant from him and decides to put the kid up for adoption and its just a really super cute and adorable movie. It's good because I thought she was just a dumb little emo girl in the beginning, but she's actually really individual, which is legit because I'm getting really tired of emos. no joke. I mean really, doesn't it get old? Cause it got old for me the second I saw the tapered pants and same-3-chord guitar songs played over and over agian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good movie is I am Legend with Will Smith. Its an actual legit scary movie, the first in a while actually. Although there are a lot of jumpy-scary scenes, I thought that the way that they made the "zombie" (infected people, whatever they are called) act was the scariest. Because they still acted like humans in some scenes...which scared the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who enjoy Will Smith, there is a scene of him showing off his uber-buff bod doing pull ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm off to wait for Santa. I remember back when I couldn't sleep on Christmas Eve because I was just so excited for the presents. Now its more like Whoooooo sleep! Because as exciting as presents are, I just don't feel that it is necessary to give up an entire night of sleep to wait for them. They'll be there when I wake up and I'll be more able to enjoy them and hopefully look a little more bright eyed in the pictures. Which reminds me...I have to put on cute PJs and possibly some make up or atleast brush my hair so that I can look somewhat presentable in the pictures. You might say "oh it doesn't matter, it'll look natural!" No. It does matter. Because often times, the christmas pictures are the only ones that survive through the decades....is that really how you want to be remembered? I'll pass on that. But kudos if you don't mind generations of relatives seeing you tired and red-eyed trying to suck down a cup of coffee as fast as possible trying to wake up a little more while you unwrap presents. Its just more relaxing. of course i would rather that no pictures were taken because sometimes its hard to hold the surprised, joyful look long enough for people to fumble around with the camera and take the picture. Cause as good as the present may be, you can really only be surprised once. but I guess if i'm getting a present, one picture isn't really too much to ask...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-413212444346081431?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/413212444346081431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=413212444346081431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/413212444346081431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/413212444346081431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/12/really-really.html' title='really? really?'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-7650050399613298893</id><published>2007-11-20T23:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:02:53.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about time...</title><content type='html'>So basically I haven't posted on here in forever. I'm been super super busy and so blogging isn't wayyy high on my list of things, to do, i'm not going to lie, its a little bit below myspace on my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my life is pretty much the same, I work at Ivars, only I'm a manager now, and I still go to school and it SUUUUUUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm really tired of people starting Christmas things before Thanksgiving even happens. STOP IT. Christmas is long and over hyped enough as it is. At least wait until thanksgiving is over. seriously. Longer would be better, but I can deal with after thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to go to bed and take a shower and maybe get some sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-7650050399613298893?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/7650050399613298893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=7650050399613298893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/7650050399613298893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/7650050399613298893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-about-time.html' title='Its about time...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-8670205690389406190</id><published>2007-08-11T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T08:35:54.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DieCoaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I'm nearing the end of the longest vacation I've ever taken from work since I started...It's driving me crazy. Now, I'm not complaining too much, 2 weeks in florida + a week of cheer camp makes for a little vacation from real life, but being the workaholic that I am, I spend a good part of each day thinking about how many hours I could be working and wondering what I'm missing out on at work. My best friend just started working there, and I'd wanted to be there to train her...and I talk to my boss like everyday...in the form of texting and myspace. It's awesome. But florida is very nice, although I feel restless most of the time cause I have nothing to do, its nice to spend some time with the family and just sit around. And crazy roller coasters make it a whole lot better...My favorites so far are the Dueling Dragons (at Universal Studios) and The Kraken at SeaWorld. I never thought that one of my favorite roller coasters would live at a park full of dolphins that only has about 3 rides in it, but really, this roller coaster was awesome. It had all kinds of crazy turns and twists that I've never felt on a roller coaster before. It was crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I rode the world's tallest skycoaster. I'm not gonna lie, it scared the crap out of me. Basically you lay in this teeny tiny little harness thing that wraps around you and it pull you 300 feet in the air then lets you go....my hands are getting sweaty thinking about it. &lt;a href="http://www.negative-g.com/OldTown/Old-Town-Skycoaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.negative-g.com/OldTown/Old-Town-Skycoaster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;Yeah.....This thing. &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&gt;So my brother, my sister and I all went at the same time. And somehow I ended up beinig the one that has to pull the cord to let us go...Sweet! not! The guys at the bottom were really unclear about what was going on and ingored any questions we asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guy #1: "We're going to say '1,2,3 fly' and then you pull the cord, ok?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Uhhh...what cord?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy #1: ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: uhhh ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we start going up...and up....and up. And when we get about 250 feet in the air I had a thought...how am I supposed to hear them say "1,2,3 fly"??? I could barely see them, much less hear them. And which cord was I supposed to pull? ? what if the cord I pulled was the emergency release for my harness...All of this flashed through my mind as we dangled 300 feet above a pond thingie...I tried to see how deep it was and wondered if I would be able to dive in to it. Then I hear a little voice saying "1, 2, 3, fly!" My guardian Angel? I think not, It was a little recording box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a deep breath and pulled the cord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was crazy. I'm totally going sky diving the first chance I get, cause I was awesome, but also the scariest thing I've ever felt in my life. Kind of like when you're on a rollercoaster and it goes down that first hilla nd youlift up out of your seat a little bit...like that. Only with no huge plastic shoulder harness to hold you down. But that part only lasted a few seconds before we were caught by the rope and started swinging. From there it was just fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I totally love shopping here. I got a nice shirt and two skirts for less then $40. Very nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-8670205690389406190?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/8670205690389406190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=8670205690389406190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/8670205690389406190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/8670205690389406190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/08/diecoaster.html' title='The DieCoaster'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-1983320772594449095</id><published>2007-08-07T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:22:05.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubya again...</title><content type='html'>REPORTER: Mr. President, music is one of our largest exports the country has. Currently, every country in the world -- except China, Iran, North Korea, Rwanda and the United States -- pay a statutory royalty to the performing artists for radio and television air play. Would your administration consider changing our laws to align it with the rest of the world? DUBYA: Help. Maybe you've never had a President say this -- I have, like, no earthly idea what you're talking about. Sounds like we're keeping interesting company, you know? Look, I'll give you the old classic. Contact my office, will you? I really don't -- I'm totally out of my lane. I like listening to country music, if that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- No, that really doesn't help at all. But at least you admitted you were completely out of your depth. That's a first. Nashville, Tennessee, Jul. 19, 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.dubya speak.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. really. This is our president? Reading over the fresh dubya quotes on &lt;em&gt;Dubyaspeak&lt;/em&gt; I am shocked at what an idiot our president is. Really, I don't even know what to say about it. But as pissed as I am at him for being an idiot, its the people who voted for him (or frauded  the votes) who i want to read that. oh well, only a year left anyways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-1983320772594449095?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/1983320772594449095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=1983320772594449095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1983320772594449095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/1983320772594449095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/08/dubya-again.html' title='Dubya again...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-2857927484896182318</id><published>2007-07-06T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:09:40.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just how addicted to coffee am I?</title><content type='html'>According to the coffee addiction quiz on &lt;a href="http://www.allthetests.com/"&gt;www.allthetests.com&lt;/a&gt; I scored 63 out of 70 points for a coffee addiction... Apparently that's a bad thing because it ended the little summary of my score by warning me against the dangers of drinking coffee too much such as yellow teeth. Well, yellow schmellow. Maybe they've never heard of tooth paste, but its actually quite useful for cleaning teeth...shocking. Either way, the quiz is ridiculous. Maybe they should take in to account the fact the maybe some of us &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;coffee to get through the day at work. Now, some of you might think that that is a slight exaggeration...and if you are and you're sitting behind your desk sans coffee then you should just be thankful that you do get to sit at your desk all day. Coffee is an essential part of an Ivar's workers life. To the extent that the 3 coffee places around us know us and our orders. Because when you spend the day answering the same questions over and over again, what else is there to do besides drink a lot of coffee? It gives a glimmer of hope at the beginning of a seemingly endless 8 hour shift...and in the middle...and at the end. Its just great. And while I'm sure that I'm doing plenty of damage with my exessive coffee drinking, its worth it. Because it tastes delicious and its a good picker upper.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like my job, because I do. It's great. But frying food can get a little old after a while. I found out today that I've worked 826 hours since I started working there a year ago. Actually 832 because I worked 6 today. I'm  almost working full time hours now, I think I have 37 this week. But its fun. Its kind of like this little competition to see how many hours I can get. not like I have much better to do. Anyways. I love coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-2857927484896182318?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/2857927484896182318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=2857927484896182318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/2857927484896182318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/2857927484896182318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-how-addicted-to-coffee-am-i.html' title='Just how addicted to coffee am I?'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-2725370054436863957</id><published>2007-06-02T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:28:36.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bingo'/><title type='text'>B-I-N-G-O...not your Grandma's game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="www.pmlc.cc/pictures/bingo%20bag%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to play Bingo with some people from work and some of my friends tonight. We went to the hardcore late-night bingo session, the one with the big prizes that goes from 10:30-2am. So I got my little card and a &lt;a href="http://www.pmlc.cc/pictures/bingo%20bag%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dabber ink blot thing and go and sit down. I didn't really do too well, I can pretty close to winning a few times and I'm sure I'll win next time (Haha) but the thing that amazed me most was how prepared some of the old ladies were. Like, this one lady sitting &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RmE2vJtCVKI/AAAAAAAAACY/fRHLKIFdi2A/s1600-h/bingo+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071394839082456226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RmE2vJtCVKI/AAAAAAAAACY/fRHLKIFdi2A/s200/bingo+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;across from us was totally ready for anything! She had a bingo bag, which I never knew existed before now, but its this amazing little bag that holds all your little ink dabbers and then it even has a pocket in the middle for anything else you might need. Well this lady must have needed like 20 bingo bags because she had about 8 dabbers around her in a little half circle (to keep her fellow bingo players from copying? ) and then a Beanie Baby and a bottle of water, a glass of juice and a little zip lock bag of snacks....now that, is hard core bingo. Either way, I was hella jealous because she won and I can only hope that I end up cool enough to be playing bingo and actually win when I'm old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for those of you who have never been to a Bingo Hall I strongly encourage you to go because it is way more intense than it sounds. And even though it might be sad that at almost 18 years old my idea of fun on a friday night is playing bingo, its pretty fun when you're with friends...see what happens when you live in Edmonds?...Oh well, only one more year until I can Party like a Rockstar in college. Totally dude!&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/2841772411635268958-2725370054436863957?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/2725370054436863957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=2725370054436863957' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/2725370054436863957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/2725370054436863957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/06/b-i-n-g-onot-your-grandmas-game.html' title='B-I-N-G-O...not your Grandma&apos;s game'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RmE2vJtCVKI/AAAAAAAAACY/fRHLKIFdi2A/s72-c/bingo+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-8481581864105099657</id><published>2007-05-15T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:17:53.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High jump</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know, high jump has been the love of my life since I started it in 8th grade. And that's about as close as I'm ever going to get to my dream of being a gymnast who starts when she is 3 and goes to the olympics when she is 14. Anyways, When I was in 8th grade I thought I was really cool. And I was...for an 8th grader who thought she was the shit. So I started track and since I could make the opening height of 3'6", I got to be a high jumper. And now 19 inches higher, I've made a cute little collection of picture of my progress. Why? Because I have nothing better to do at midnight then put off writing a cheer and going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures start in 9th grade because there aren't any pictures of my in 8th grade because I'm pretty sure that digital cameras and computers werent invented back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065048034814364898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="312" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkqqWhVmjOI/AAAAAAAAABM/mBdYJ6DvEwA/s400/Shannon+11.JPG" width="433" border="0" /&gt;So this first one is me at 4A Districts in 2005, the end of my freshman year. I jumped 4'8" in the first meet of the year and ended up with a PR (personal record) of 4'10". I'm pretty sure this was 4'6" or 4'8" but this was the last meet of the season and the first meet that I jumped 4'10". I didn't place, but I also didn't get last so I was probably about the middle loser. very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first year jumping in high school and we didn't have a jump coach, so the majority of our practice time was spent lounging around on the mat while the boys came over and hung around us...we accomplished a lot. Actually we did; I jumped with Kelsey and Sammy we were really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year=10th grade/2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool year. Not really, I jumped 4'10" pretty consistently throughout &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065051337644215570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="322" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkqtWxVmjRI/AAAAAAAAABk/aPh3jOAuSxQ/s400/12May06+Shan+Arch+(1).JPG" width="438" border="0" /&gt;the year and never did any better than that. Which isn't too bad because 4'10" can win a lot of meets, but in the end its still only 4'10. So it was an ok season, I went to Pasco, which is the best meet ever because its over night and its far away and its at the place that the state meet is at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of 4'8", notice my cool underarmor. Its very cool and I like it, so you should too. its like a wardrobe staple. Not so much the legs because in general legs+spandex=bad. but underarmor shirts are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year= Junior Year aka 2007 aka now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out pretty bad, I pulled a muscle before the first meet and made 4'4 in the first meet. Needless to say, I was pretty pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvJ5BVmjSI/AAAAAAAAABw/gUapP1wM-x4/s1600-h/4-10+Eason.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It got a little better after that, but I couldn't really jump higher than 4'8" for while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvLVxVmjTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cUK0HMeP-ZQ/s1600-h/4-10+Eason.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065365780789890354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="283" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvLVxVmjTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cUK0HMeP-ZQ/s400/4-10+Eason.JPG" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then I made 4'10" at the Eason Invite (look left), That was kind of exciting only I was late for a birthday party so I was kind of like "whatever, just me out of here", But it was nice and Coach was happy so it was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, there's this girl named Amanda who is jumper from another school in our district and we are at about the same level at high jump so we are always competing. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvtSxVmjVI/AAAAAAAAACI/fN59Gds0ywI/s1600-h/5-0+c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065403112645627218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="310" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvtSxVmjVI/AAAAAAAAACI/fN59Gds0ywI/s400/5-0+c.JPG" width="444" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last year she beat me at the Edmonds School District Championship meet even though I'd already beaten her twice that year, so I was kind of pissed and this year she was jumping 5'0 sometimes so I was like oh dang, I gotta beat her. And then I did, I jumped 5'0" for the first time at the 2007 ESD Championships and got first place. It was pretty exciting and now there is a pretty blue ribbon hanging from the mirror in my car, its my first ever so I'm very proud of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was the South Wesco Championships which is kind of&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvvrBVmjWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4oFHdhN95yE/s1600-h/Love+of+my+life.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065405728280710498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkvvrBVmjWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4oFHdhN95yE/s400/Love+of+my+life.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the league meet, Because we're in the Wesco league but its pretty big so they do north and south wesco meets first. This meet also happened to be on the same day as prom and I had to miss part of it because I like flipping over high jump bars. I ended up getting 2nd place and jumping 5'1" which is my new PR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is also my new favorite picture in the whole world, it will probably be one of those that I show to my grandkids and be like "look what I used to be able to do!" &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;So next week is the All-Wesco meet and the top three go to state. It's been my dream since I was a freshman to go to state, but I never thought that I would actually get a chance to have a chance to go...thats a lot of chance. I am seeded 16 out of 19 I think, which mean that I am 4th or 5th best there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, this is probably the most self-centered post I will ever make, but I think its important because if I do go to state then I guarantee you thats all I'm going to talk about for the rest of my life, and if I don't then I'll spend the next few weeks bitching and moaning about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this is the first meet I've been nervous for before because this is the first one that has actually mattered. It sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have my IB psychology exam tomorrow and I think I should start studying now, or i'll just get some coffee before the test. I love coffee for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shannon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-8481581864105099657?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/8481581864105099657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=8481581864105099657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/8481581864105099657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/8481581864105099657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/05/high-jump.html' title='High jump'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/RkqqWhVmjOI/AAAAAAAAABM/mBdYJ6DvEwA/s72-c/Shannon+11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2841772411635268958.post-361702162970510965</id><published>2007-05-15T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:30:20.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>So, I've been able to resist the blogging world this whole year while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashalyn&lt;/span&gt; and my mother wrote in theirs all the time and everyone was like "oh wow, I love your blogs they're so funny!" yeah well, after a while you kind of get to wondering what you're missing out on. Its kind of like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Myspace&lt;/span&gt; only not as good. And kind of like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, only less cool. For big kids. Plus it saves time when something cool happens and you want to tell everyone you know, but that would involve actually calling them and having to talk about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gajillion&lt;/span&gt; other things that don't really even matter. And not everyone has text. Even though they should, because texts rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This most likely won't be a hilarious blog with all kinds of witty stories about bikes named after horses or obscene references to dog toys, it'll probably be something like "oh my god, so I bought this really cute shirt the other day and then when I went to school today some jerk was totally wearing the same thing...jerk." Well kind of. But I can guarantee you there won't be any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ttyl&lt;/span&gt;, g2g, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;brb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stfu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bffl&lt;/span&gt;...Because, well, Its just not funny. Penelope from Saturday Night Live is funny. Quarters glued to the floor is funny...that is not. The only one that I might ever use is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know, I just like it. Because not everything deserves me to write 'what the fuck'. Like, if I just think that (like while I'm driving and someone is being a dumb driver...again) then it really isn't worth all that. But other times, generally when our president does something extremely unintelligent, it sometimes deserves a what the fuck. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are probably thinking that quarters glued to the floor aren't even all that funny...well, I can guarantee you it is. When you're working an 8 hour shift and you're bored and every customer who comes through the door tries to pick it up but can't and then you get to sit there and act all sympathetic like you don't know how it happened even though you were the one who glued it there in the first place. It's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to let people read this...chances are it will get abandoned soon because no one will read it because they won't know that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;exists&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I'll just do a survey on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2841772411635268958-361702162970510965?l=highjump51.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/feeds/361702162970510965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2841772411635268958&amp;postID=361702162970510965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/361702162970510965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2841772411635268958/posts/default/361702162970510965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://highjump51.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06483941602712213148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XRRhW7Cmek/Stw0P5C2wlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BqVzE215roU/S220/P8060440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
