<?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-12586295</id><updated>2011-12-01T01:19:28.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-114502453569016220</id><published>2006-04-14T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T07:22:15.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!  So I made this promise to Jon that I would blog after finishing my organic test, and I do always try to keep my promises.  I apologize to all of you who do continue to check this thing.  Maybe I will do a better job this summer.  Last night I went to Red Bud Manor to watch a movie with Jason and Brent.  We watched Empire Records, which I actually liked.  Jason's movies are usually a bit slow and kinda weird, but I had to give him credit on this one.  I think being there last night reminded me of last year, hanging out at Jesse and Jason's apartment and watching movies...and having watergun fights.  I feel like I haven't really done much this year besides sit in my room and study.  I really want to get more out of college than that, but I never know what to do.  It's almost like I really love being somewhere when it's pretty new to me, like being here last year.  But then, once I get used to things, I don't love it so much anymore.  I did the same thing when I was in high school.  I'm not sure why I'm like this, but I wish I weren't.  I have to learn to enjoy things for a longer period of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy from my high school committed suicide the other night.  I didn't know him because he moved there after I came to college, but I just don't understand how people can do that to themselves.  I mean, a lot of times you hear about people doing it who are sort of alone and don't have friends and stuff.  But this guy seemed to have a lot going for him.  All the kids liked him, he had a lot of friends.  I know he wanted to go back to Florida, but he was graduating in a month and was supposed to go back down there for school.  I just find it so hard to relate to people sometimes.  I justs can't imagine my life ever getting to the point where I just didn't want to live anymore.  I guess I've had it pretty easy though.  One of my best friends from high school was dating him off and on.  My mom said that a lot of the kids were blaming her and stuff.  And that makes me feel really bad for her, because I can't ee that it in any way was her fault.  I feel like I should call her or do something, but I'm really bad at finding the right things to say to people who are having a hard time with something that I really can't even imagine.  And we haven't really talked to each other in a while.  I really miss hanging out with her, and I wish I could help her out now.  Maybe we can do some stuff together this summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the weather's been really nice lately.  And it is a perfect day for laying out!  So I will do that before my mom gets here.  I'm not sure what we will do this weekend, but I'm sure we can find something to do.  Maybe hiking or shopping or something.  We'll see.  Okay I think this is enough for one day.  But I will try to write again soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-114502453569016220?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/114502453569016220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=114502453569016220' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/114502453569016220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/114502453569016220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-guys-so-i-made-this-promise-to-jon.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-113268511967708794</id><published>2005-11-22T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:45:19.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Day...</title><content type='html'>Whaddayaknow I'm posting again!  I figured I'm not really doing anything productive, so why not?  I didn't go to my only class today...I only have one exam left and we can drop our lowest so there's really no point in my going to class.  So I decided I would sleep and then pack and do some other stuff that needed to be done.  I love days like this though, when it's cold outside and warm inside.  If I only had some hot apple cider, it would be perfect...This semester has gone by so fast, it seems.  I'm ready to be done with these classes, but I still can't believe it's almost semester break.  I feel like I haven't done anything this year.  Last year, it seemed like there was always something going on.  But I do a lot of sitting around my apartment now.  Kind of sad I think...Most of the time I just don't know what to do...and everyone always has something going on.  Alright well I don't really have anything to talk about so I'm going to see if I can find something more productive around here to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-113268511967708794?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/113268511967708794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=113268511967708794' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/113268511967708794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/113268511967708794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/11/lazy-day.html' title='Lazy Day...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-113203181855878433</id><published>2005-11-14T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:16:58.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>Eric, I'm writing this just for you. I'm not really sure if anyone else is still checking my blog. Anyways, I dont' really have anything exciting to talk about. All I've done today is go to class and study biology all day. Oh yeah I gave blood too. This girl that was in my English class last year was giving at the same time I was. When we left, she almost passed out, so I was like holding her up and stuff until some random guys came and helped me. I went to get the MEDIC people, but they just told me to let her sit there and when she felt better, she could come back in there. I was like what's the point of her coming back in here after she's better. I couldn't believe they didn't even come out to help her at all. She ended up vomiting all over the sidewalk...it's sick, I know, but the story wouldn't be complete without including that. So I stayed with her until she felt like she could get up to her apartment. I was relieved that we made it without any problems. But I was really amazed at how quickly her face regained it's color and her coherence returned after vomiting. It's really strange how the body works. Well, I guess that's about all of the excitement from my day. Tomorrow will be another day filled with biology. All this studying better pay off one day. Well, I'm running on a lack of sleep so it would probably be wise of me to go to bed. Maybe I will get around to posting again before another 3 months roll around. We'll see, I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-113203181855878433?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/113203181855878433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=113203181855878433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/113203181855878433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/113203181855878433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/11/surprise_14.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-113203177741317754</id><published>2005-11-14T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:16:17.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>Eric, I'm writing this just for you.  I'm not really sure if anyone else is still checking my blog.  Anyways, I dont' really have anything exciting to talk about.  All I've done today is go to class and study biology all day.  Oh yeah I gave blood too.  This girl that was in my English class last year was giving at the same time I was.  When we left, she almost passed out, so I was like holding her up and stuff until some random guys came and helped me.  I went to get the MEDIC people, but they just told me to let her sit there and when she felt better, she could come back in there.  I was like what's the point of her coming back in here after she's better.  I couldn't believe they didn't even come out to help her at all.  She ended up vomiting all over the sidewalk...it's sick, I know, but the story wouldn't be complete without including that.  So I stayed with her until she felt like she could get up to her apartment.  I was relieved that we made it without any problems.  But I was really amazed at how quickly her face regained it's color and her coherence returned after vomiting. It's really strange how the body works.  Well, I guess that's about all of the excitement from my day.  Tomorrow will be another day filled with biology.  All this studying better pay off one day.  Well, I'm running on a lack of sleep so it would probably be wise of me to go to bed.  Maybe I will get around to posting again before another 3 months roll around.  We'll see, I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-113203177741317754?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/113203177741317754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=113203177741317754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/113203177741317754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/113203177741317754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/11/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-112338935176785830</id><published>2005-08-06T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:35:51.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back from Cali!</title><content type='html'>As usual, I will begin by apologizing for not writing in a while.  I usually don't take the time to, because I don't really have anything to say.  However, I just got back from California so I can tell you about my trip.  For those of you who don't know, I had a flight voucher from spring break.  I figured if I didn't use it this summer, then it would never get used.  So one night, as usual, I was on here talking to some friends and just messing around trying to waste time before going to bed.  My friend, John, who lives in Glendale, said something about coming to stay there for a few days since I had my flight voucher.  So I figured what the heck.  I've really been wanting to go to Cali and now I have a chance!  I was also excited because John will not be coming back to UT this year, so I got to spend some time with him.  Anyways, I flew into LAX on Friday.  John took me to this great burger place called In and Out.  Too bad we don't have burgers like those here in Huntingdon.  On Saturday, I got my first taste of Hollywood at Universal Studios.  On Sunday, we went to an art museum that he used to work at, the mall where he works now, and to Santa Monica Beach.  We thought the water would be really cold and didn't plan on getting in, but when we got there the water felt really good.  So I got in the water because I had at least worn my swimsuit, but John just got wet.  Unfortunately, we had no towels and the air was kind of cool...but we survived.  On Monday, we went to Disneyland and California Adventures theme park.  It was fun, but waaay too crowded.  We were barely able to ride any rides because the lines were sooo long.  I actually think I liked the California Adventures park better than Disneyland.  But that was probably because it was less crowded.  On Tuesday, we went to a park near his house and threw the baseball before going to see Rodeo Drive.  I didn't see any celebrities though.  That night we went to an Angels game.  I've  never been an Angels fan, but they were playing the Orioles.  I'm not an Orioles fan either, but Javy Lopez plays for them.  And I am a Javy Lopez fan!  So  I finally got to see my favorite player play ball.  We also got free six pack Angels coolers for attending the game.  Wednesday was when my flight came back to Nashville, so I had to get up bright and early.  When I landed in Detroit, I had like 2 minutes to catch my next plane, so of course, my luggage didn't have a chance.  Sure enough, as I stood by the conveyor belt at BNA, no luggage with my name arrived.  But NWA was very good w/ getting my luggage to me.  I had it by 3 pm on Thursday.  I was just happy they lost it coming home rather than going there.  Alright well, I believe that about covers the details of my trip.  Now it's about time to go to bed so I won't be too sleepy at church in the morning.  See you guys in a couple of weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-112338935176785830?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/112338935176785830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=112338935176785830' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112338935176785830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112338935176785830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-from-cali.html' title='back from Cali!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-112157551566134442</id><published>2005-07-16T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:45:15.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been bored...</title><content type='html'>Okay so there really is a good reason I haven't written lately....I've been bored.  And I was being considerate.  I didn't want to bore you guys with my boring life.  I did go to Relay for Life last night.  It's a big deal here and everyone goes, so it was good to see people I guess.  I got to give blood too, so now I'm up to 7 pints!  I also finished my physics class last Friday...I'm not sure if I've blogged since then or not.  Let's see...we had a fish fry at my church tonight and somehow I became these three little boys' best friend, so I ended up playing with the three of them and a big bouncy ball most of the time I was there.  THen it started raining and we left.  I'm really getting tired of rain...it's prevented me from my daily activity of lying out.  As sad as it is, that is my only planned activity on most days.  I'm getting my wisdom teeth cut out on Tuesday, so my guess is that it will be beautiful on the days that I just want to lay in bed all day.  As much as I dread the pain, I think I am going to dislike the blood and four holes that will be in my mouth.  Oh and I will definately miss my food.  I'm a big fan of eating, but I do NOT take pain very well.  I'm going to hope for plenty of pain medication.  Let's see...I did find this cosmopolitan virtual makeover cd rom thing in my desk so I've been playing with that some to entertain myself.  It's actually quite funny...I haven't found any styles that I want, but I have found plenty that I definately do NOT want.  Well, that's about all that has been going on with me lately.  Maybe next time I write I will have something more exciting and entertaining to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-112157551566134442?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/112157551566134442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=112157551566134442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112157551566134442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112157551566134442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-been-bored.html' title='I&apos;ve been bored...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-112036744044052037</id><published>2005-07-02T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:10:40.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert</title><content type='html'>Did something for the second night in a row...quite proud of myself.  I went to the FreedomFest concert in Murray, KY.  It's a concert at the Murray State football stadium that a radio station puts on every year.  This year Trace Adkins and Buddy Jewel (sp??) were there.  I'm not really a Trace Adkins fan, but I like some of Buddy Jewel's songs...especially the one about the south.  I'm not sure what the name of it is.  It's funny how you can go to a concert and see an artist that you don't really like, but it's not so bad to see them perform.  I mean, it didn't change my mind about him or anything...just wasn't as bad to hear him in person as it was on the radio.  I do love my country music though.  Well, I guess that about covers my excitement for the day.   I'll keep it short tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-112036744044052037?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/112036744044052037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=112036744044052037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112036744044052037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112036744044052037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/07/concert.html' title='Concert'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-112028629843380070</id><published>2005-07-01T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:38:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up w/ Me</title><content type='html'>Hello faithful readers.  I apologize for not posting in so long.  First of all, last Friday my dad's cousin's husband was killed in a car accident.  He was a truck driver and was involved in an accident in Arizona which killed both him and his partner.  Please keep both of those families in your prayers.  While at the funeral home on Wednesday night, I got to know this guy's sister's brother, who is also my dad's cousin.  He has been serving in Iraq and was able to take a 10 day leave to be with his family for a few days so I got to hear about life in Iraq.  It was really cool getting to hear about it and stuff, but also made me think about how things are for them.  We definately need to continue to keep all of those guys in our prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got in the pool after my mom and I finished walking.  My dad got in too and we were playing with one of those little squish ball things that are made to play w/ in the pool.  It had fallen on the concrete around the pool next to the diving board and as I reached down to pick it up, a wasp stung me.  See there is a next under the diving board.  I had never been stung by a wasp before and didn't realize that, unlike bees, wasps can sting you without actually landing on you.  It stung a little, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I'd always heard people talk about wasp stings.  It never swelled up either so I think maybe it didn't sting me that much but just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went to this party that we were throwing for my friend who had cancer, but has now completed her treatments and is in remission.  We wanted to celebrate so we had a cookout.  It started off really well...I got to see a lot of the people I graduated with and stuff that I haven't seen in a long time.  I figured we would just eat and talk for a little while and leave....but no.  I soon realized how naive and "uncool" I have been. Haha.  I think I've sort of sheltered myself from the reality of how things are.  I've always had friends that drank and stuff, but I spent most of my time with those who felt the same way I do.  Tonight, I saw that the majority of the people who always felt the way I do now feel differently.  Not only do the participate in the things they, at one time, chose not to do, but they talk about people whose morals have stayed the same.  I realize people change a lot when they go to college, but some of the people really surprised me tonight...the way they talked about one of their best friends who left w/ her boyfriend because they knew there would be drinking later.  When I was in high school, I sort of played a role, I guess you could say, of "the good girl" that could still hang around those who didn't share her reputation.  I never really felt out of place or anything, more like I was playing my part.  But tonight was different.  Not in a sense that I felt pressured to drink or that anyone was encouraging me to do so.  I don't care about being a part of the "cool" crowd nor do I feel that I should ever change who  I am to fit in with any group of people.  Tonight was more like my "role" didn't really exist anymore.  There were a couple others who weren't drinking so I wasn't alone or anything, it just felt weird...I'm not really sure how to explain it.  I'm not even really sure how I felt.  Oh well...more thoughts on the situation later.  I'm goign to see Trace Adkins and that guy who sings that song about the south tonight so I have my entire weekend planned!  I don't really like Trace Adkins but a friend from class asked me to go and I don't have to pay for it so I figured I might as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-112028629843380070?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/112028629843380070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=112028629843380070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112028629843380070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/112028629843380070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/07/whats-up-w-me.html' title='What&apos;s Up w/ Me'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111898046603698474</id><published>2005-06-16T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:54:26.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommates</title><content type='html'>Today has been pretty uneventful.  I did the usual:  get up, go to school, come home, lay out, watch Yes Dear, help w/ supper, walk, go to bed.  However, today I did get a letter from UT's housing dept. telling me about my international roommate.  She is from the Netherlands and her name is Yvette.  I'm looking forward to meeting her.  For some reason they are sending Mandy's mail to my address too, so I guess I should call her tomorrow.  Last night and Sunday night at church I got to see this girl that I haven't seen in a really long time.  She's like my 5th cousin or something, but for as long as I can remember her family has lived in the Phillipines doing mission work.  So I saw this girl like once a year for a long time and then they moved back to Booneville, MS a few years ago.  So anyways I got to see her and talk to her for a little bit.  Well, I guess that's about all for now.  Gotta go back to studying physics...what fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111898046603698474?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111898046603698474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111898046603698474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111898046603698474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111898046603698474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/06/roommates.html' title='Roommates'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111880576609278296</id><published>2005-06-14T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:22:46.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car!!!</title><content type='html'>We found one finally!!  It's a white '04 Grand Am.  It's a little bigger than my other car so it will take a little getting used to, but I'm still excited.  I'm a little nervous about driving it though...it would be really bad to wreck it.  We had our summer youth series last night.  Once again, it was really good.  And the singing was awesome because we were all packed into a really small church.  17 more days of physics left....3 more tests and a final....the class isn't so bad, but the driving isn't much fun.  Oh I went to gymnastics today too!  It was fun and I don't think I'm goign to be quite as sore as last week.  Alright I guess that is a decent update on the life of Audrey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111880576609278296?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111880576609278296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111880576609278296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111880576609278296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111880576609278296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-car.html' title='New Car!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111828959025111387</id><published>2005-06-08T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:59:50.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Here.....</title><content type='html'>Okay, just for my anonymous commenter, I have decided to make a new post.  I have most definately been slacking off here lately.  BUT there is good news....it's all because I have something to do now--still no job, but my physics class started, so now I spend much of my day driving and a little of my day in class.  It is going pretty well though.  I really like the people in my class and so far it isn't too hard.  I thought I would be getting a break from foreign instructors, but no, my only instructor at UTM is foreign.  So I'm trying to think of something interesting to tell you guys, but I'm having a hard time.  OH!  I went to gymnastics yesterday!!  Surprisingly I can still do most of the stuff I could when I left.  Next week I'll be working on the same stuff I was in August.  But I am REALLY sore today.  Time to get back in shape.  My running everday lasted about a week and a half lol.  I have been swimming some laps in the pool though...I convinced myself that that is better for me because it works every muscle group.  Plus it's a lot more fun...doesn't make me feel all gross and stuff.  I walk w/ my mom sometimes in the afternoons too, so I am getting a little exercise.  That's about all going on w/ me.  My granddad isn't doing any better.  THey are putting him in the nursing home soon I think.  My grandmother is really having a hard time so please keep both of them in your prayers.  No one really wants to do it, but everyone else who is having to stay up w/ him all night long and then go to work the next day and stuff aren't going to be able to do this much longer.  Like my mom says, it's like they're sacrificing 6 other people trying to help one.  It's getting a little harder on me because I've never really lost anyone very close to me.  And as bad as it sounds and feels to me, I sometimes wonder if things won't be better for everyone, including him, when he passes away.  I feel really horrible saying that because I love him just as everyone else does and he really means a lot to me.  But he just isn't the Papaw I've always known.  And then sometimes I start feeling really bad like I never really spent much time with him when he was well.  I've had that feeling about a lot of things lately--like I don't do enough in any area of my life.  Whether it's schoolwork, church stuff, friends, family...I just feel like I never do as much as I can.  Like with my parents, I feel like I take them for granted and don't spend enough time with them, which is ridiculous because I'm at home ALL the time.  I think being away for most of the year and then all this stuff with my granddad has made me feel this way.  But back to not doing as much as I can in anything...I feel really selfish...and it's a weird feeling because I don't know what I'm being selfish for.  I don't even know what I put first for myself.  But anyways...that's what's been on my mind lately.  Hope you guys are having a great summer!  I'll try to post more often in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111828959025111387?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111828959025111387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111828959025111387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111828959025111387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111828959025111387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/06/still-here.html' title='Still Here.....'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111700178623867393</id><published>2005-05-24T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T23:16:26.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S BACK!</title><content type='html'>So Sunday I went to Wal-Mart with my mom to get groceries.  While there, I remembered that I needed to pick up some shaving cream.  So I walked on over to the appropriate section of Wal-Mart and stumbled upon something that has been greatly missed by my legs--Noxzema Shave Gel.  You see...I've always had this problem with razor burn.  I get it ALL the time.  But this particular brand of shaving cream prevented this problem at one time.  And then it suddenly disappeared.  One day I went to buy some and it just wasn't there anymore.  I searched and searched but a much needed miracle never occurred--until Sunday, that is.  So this morning as I completed the dreadful task of shaving, I felt no pain.  No burns at all.  Just nice smooth legs.  So I have had a wonderful day...all because I once again have Noxzema shave gel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111700178623867393?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111700178623867393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111700178623867393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111700178623867393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111700178623867393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-back.html' title='IT&apos;S BACK!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111690705609742696</id><published>2005-05-23T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:57:36.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Left My House for the Third Day in a Row!!!</title><content type='html'>Hola mis amigos!  So, as my title says, I've left my house three days in a row!  Saturday was fishing, yesterday was church (twice!), and today was the start of something wonderful.   See the Huntingdon Church of Christ's youth group has been involved in this thing called Summer Youth Series for as long as I have been old enough to go.  Most of the CoC people in Huntingdon go to this church and, because my church is too small to even have a youth group, I have always done a lot with this church's youth group.  So tonight was the start of this Summer Youth Series...well sort of.   Tonight was the singing night we have each year so we can learn new songs.  Anyways, SYS consists of 10 weeks of Monday night youth nights, each of which takes place at a different church.  We sing for about 30 minutes, have a 30 minutes devo, and then have food and fellowship afterwards.  Every year we have a theme that each devo is centered around.  For example, last year was "Reality Check" and each devo came from one of the many reality TV shows that are on now.  I've been looking forward to SYS since I got home and tonight was awesome.  We just sang for like an hour and a half.  And it's so much fun to go back each year and see all the familiar faces and so many people who just want to praise God.  So now I have 10 more weeks to have at least one thing each week to look forward to.  It did make me feel old though.  Most everyone was younger than me.  But that's okay, it was still good.   Alright I think that about covers the excitement from my day.  Now for my thought of the day.  As I was sitting on the church bus on the way back from our singing thing tonight,  I was talking to one of my friends that I used to hang out with when I was here.  He was telling me about how it seems like everyone has gone bad here.  So we started talking about how we try to have a positive impact on the people around us, but it doesnt ever seem like we really do.  It's like it seems like we're doing some good while we're with these people, but then when we aren't around, they're just as bad if not worse than they were to start with.  My goal with people is not to prevent them from doing something, but to make them see that things could be better.  And I have trouble understanding how people can't see that.  I just get frustrated when I feel like I'm making a difference in a friends' life, only to learn that it doesn't seem to have done any good at all.  I don't know how to get through to people.  But I will continue to do what I can and trust that God will do what I can't.  Hope you guys are enjoying your summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111690705609742696?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111690705609742696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111690705609742696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111690705609742696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111690705609742696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-left-my-house-for-third-day-in-row.html' title='I Left My House for the Third Day in a Row!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111673666648277971</id><published>2005-05-21T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T21:37:46.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Fishing</title><content type='html'>So this one is being posted just for you, Zack.  I tried really hard to come up with some incredible story about my fishing trip, but it just didn't happen.  I'm sorry.  I really hope you aren't too disappointed.  However, I did catch &lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt; fish!!! One bass, but it was 14.5" and the legal minimum size is 15" so we had to throw it back, and2 bream, bluegill to be exact.  But we threw them back too.  It was fun being there with my dad too.  He loves to fish and, even though I'm not quite on his skill level, I know he enjoyed taking me.   I spend a lot of time with my mom but not so much with my dad, so going fishing is always a good option with him.  And I love the river and being on the boat when I get tired of fishing.  So I can't complain about my day this time.  Okay I have no more to write.  Maybe something exciting will happen tomorrow too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111673666648277971?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111673666648277971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111673666648277971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111673666648277971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111673666648277971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/gone-fishing.html' title='Gone Fishing'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111665667950455178</id><published>2005-05-20T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:24:39.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning to feel like a.....</title><content type='html'>Hermit.  I only leave my house to go to church.  My day has consisted of the usual...wake up...run...oh I did have some Fruity Pebbles between running and laying out today...you know, for an occasional change...watched way too much TV due to lack of anything better to do.   But there is a light at the end of the tunnel, or maybe I should say the end of the week.  I get to go FISHING tomorrow!!!  I haven't been in like a year and I'm really looking forward to it.  Maybe I will catch something.  Okay, there's your update on Audrey.  I'm stopping early tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111665667950455178?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111665667950455178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111665667950455178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111665667950455178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111665667950455178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/beginning-to-feel-like.html' title='Beginning to feel like a.....'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111647774435972251</id><published>2005-05-18T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:42:24.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughhhhh...Well maybe it isn't so bad...</title><content type='html'>Come on guys...give me a break.  I'm getting complaints on everything I've been talked into joining on the internet.  On Facebook, I'm getting accused of not really wanting anyone to come visit me although I say I do.  I merely told Bubbles that it was boring here and asked him if he was sure he wanted to come.  I didn't want him to drive all the way here and then be mad because he wasted his weekend in nowhere....and somehow that got turned into my not wanting him to come visit.  And David....I'm sorry!!  You just happened to choose the one night of the entire two weeks I've been here that I actually had plans.  BUT anyone who would like to come visit me is more than welcome to come.  I'm not going to lie to you and tell you that we will have a super fun time, but IF you would just like to come see me and see the "greatness" of H-town, then just tell me when.  My parents would be happy to have you here as well.  And the complaints on my blogging?  Well, JON, you &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;the one who told me to start this thing.  AND you're the one who tells me to write.  So when I have nothing to write, I quiz.  Maybe I would be better off to not write anything.  But you know what?  I had fun taking those quizzes.  I mean, I now know so much more about myself. Haha.  No, really, it's okay Jon.  Your posts let me know that my blogs are being read so thank you.  Okay enough complaints from me now.... the last couple of days haven't been too exciting.  Imagine that.  I thought that I was goign to get to go to Nashville this weekend with my cousin to stay with my uncle and his family and play in a coed softball tournament, but my uncle called and informed me that the tournament has been canceled.  BUT there is a bright side to this...my mom's kindergarten class is having a cookout here on Saturday and I had told the little kiddies I would be here, but then the whole softball thing came up...but now I do get to stay and play with them!!  Well, I talk like it is a good thing that I will be here...and hopefully it will be...but I must keep in mind that it is a big group of 5 and 6 year olds, so it is very possible that I am expecting too much of the afternoon.  Oh well...we shall see.  I also found out about an ulterior motive for my uncle inviting me to come play softball.  He wants me to meet some guy from his church softball team...I should've known.  This seems to be the going thing in my family--find Audrey a boyfriend.  There have been many many attempts at this.  This one makes somewhere around 6 different guys.  Why do they do this you may ask.  Well actually maybe you know the answer...I, on the other hand, do not.  So if you can answer this for me, PLEASE do.  Any help will be greatly appreciated.  I've also realized in the last few days that I am the queen of irrational fears.  I'm not going to elaborate on this fact just yet...mostly because of embarrassment.  However, if you have this huge desire to know the details, I may tell you...but then again, probably not because they are so irrational.  Okay that is enough rambling for tonight.  At least I didn't post any quiz results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111647774435972251?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111647774435972251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111647774435972251' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111647774435972251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111647774435972251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/ughhhhhwell-maybe-it-isnt-so-bad.html' title='Ughhhhh...Well maybe it isn&apos;t so bad...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111630464481280865</id><published>2005-05-16T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:39:02.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Back!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright Jon, I'm back haha. No it's alright. I need someone to encourage me to do this. It's good for me. However, I don't have a whole lot to say. I went to Memphis to the doctor with a friend this morning and tomorrow I get to go with my grandmother to the doctor in Jackson. Soon I will know all orthopedic doctors in west Tennessee and all eye doctors in east Tennessee haha. I also went to my high school graduation tonight. It actually wasn't that long this year. But I did get to see a few friends and that was good. Oh and I went to a baseball game and saw some friends as well. I think I have done more today than I've done every other day that I've been home combined. Maybe...just maybe...if I made an effort to find something to do a few days a week I would not be so bored. Then again if I stay at home and lay out in my pool, I will get a tan....such hard decisions. Better yet I could go job hunting and see if I can't make a little money this summer. Yeah I really don't have anything interesting to write tonight so I'm going to take a few quizzes....maybe some will look interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;55% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;35% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;10% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a8ffb3"&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d9ffd8"&gt;0% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Socks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/socks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cozy and warm... but easily lost.You make a good puppet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Crappy Gift Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are sort of entertaining when you're bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img alt="Not Scary!" src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/not-scary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; scary are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew...what a relief. Alright time for me to find something better to do with my night. I'll try to write more often from now on....I wouldn't hold my breath on that though...Haha talk to you guys later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111630464481280865?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111630464481280865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111630464481280865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111630464481280865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111630464481280865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/audreys-back.html' title='Audrey&apos;s Back!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111595896571851488</id><published>2005-05-12T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T21:36:05.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll try to do better I promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay so I've received a complaint, well sort of, for not writing.  I must admit that I have been a slacker when it comes to blogging.  Writing about what's going on in my life has never really been something I've done, so I apologize.  Anyways, I've been really bored.  There isnt' really a lot to do here.  I have started reviewing my Spanish so I'm not completely lost in the fall.  I went with my mom to work today so i could play with the little kiddies in her kindergarten class.  That was fun I guess.  Beats sitting around the house by myself anyways.  Still not really any job prospects.  I never thought I'd say I was looking forward to a class starting, especially physics.  BUT I am...OH!  For all you architecture people...I attempted to help my dad design a bathroom for a house he's building last night.  So many details to consider...and that made me start thinking about how the little details seem so important when we're planning something, but when we actually experience that something we don't notice those small details.  So how important are the minor details really?   Not just in desiging bathrooms, but in anything.  When we think about how much seemingly goes unnoticed, the small things seem pretty insignificant.  But even though the details aren't always noticed, taking them away would take away from the bigger picture.  That's the way things seem in general to me...like all the things in my life that make it what it is are the things that go unnoticed to me.  I guess that's where the whole you don't know what you've got til it's gone phrase comes in.  Okay one more thought that has arisen for me this week...last night at church our lesson was on a king from the OT who did what was was right in sight of God, but didn't have his heart in it.  In the end he fell away and died because of it.  What I don't understand is how you put your heart into something.  I've never really felt like I had any control over what my heart was or wasn't really in.  There have been plenty of times that I've done something because it was what I felt was the right thing to do and times that I've made decisions based on what seemed right, but that never really meant my heart was in it, even if I wanted it to be.  I just don't see how I can control what my heart is really in.  And the lesson last night really got me thinking about my spiritual life.  I try to do what's right and stuff and those are the things that I enjoy doing for the most part.  But how do I even know if my heart is really in it?  And if it isn't, how do I change that?  Okay...enough thoughts for tonight...I should do something useful tomorrow..... hey something could come up.  I'll let you guys know!  Hope everyone is doing well and I look forward to seeing you guys in the fall!  I already miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111595896571851488?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111595896571851488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111595896571851488' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111595896571851488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111595896571851488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/ill-try-to-do-better-i-promise.html' title='I&apos;ll try to do better I promise'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111518231266796314</id><published>2005-05-03T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:51:52.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hrmm.....?</title><content type='html'>I was talking to a friend earlier, attempting to help him with some problems in his life, and I started wondering about something that I'd really like you guys' opinion on.  I asked him what was really important to him and what he replied with seemed to conflict completely with the things he has been doing.  So I started asking myself if what we say and believe is important to us is really what is truly important to us.  Like if I feel that something is important to me, but what is reflected in my life is the opposite of that, is that really what is most important in my life or is it what I want to be important and what I feel should be important.  So I was discussing this with my good friend Bubbles and he told me to read Romans 7:14-20, which was just the scripture to go to for my question, but it also seemed to confuse me more.  I felt like the passage was saying that we don't have control over the sin in our lives.  I know that none of us are perfect, but how do we try to be like Jesus if the sin inside of us is causing us to sin.  It is just hard for me to imagine why we do things that are wrong if we really wanted to do the right thing.  So I will be going to bed tonight deep in thought and thoroughly confused.   Maybe you guys will be able to help. &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111518231266796314?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111518231266796314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111518231266796314' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111518231266796314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111518231266796314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/hrmm.html' title='Hrmm.....?'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12586295.post-111500989778744473</id><published>2005-05-01T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T21:58:17.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't really know why.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Alright, so due to huge demand, I've finally become one of you...a blogger.  However, I'm not quite sure why I've made this decision.  Boredom?  I would say that is the most likely answer, but not really a good one.  See, I have this paper to write that I've been working on for far too long to have not finished by now...and instead of finishing that paper, I'm saying that I'm bored (as if I have nothing to do) and writing this.  So, anyways, my real explanation for this blogging thing:  tonight before we all got kicked out of the CSC, I was told that I should start posting blogs.  So here I am giving into the peer pressure of my fellow CSCers.  The same Christian peer pressure that causes people to skip classes and flunk out of UT....do ridiculously random things....and have such an awesome time doing so that the CSC becomes an addiction.  And yes, I will take that first step and admit that I am a CSC addict, but if that causes me to slack off on some other things, so be it.  I know what's important in life.  Alright, enough rambling for now.  I will my best to remember that I started this thing and continue posting....I may need a few reminders though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12586295-111500989778744473?l=audrey38.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/feeds/111500989778744473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12586295&amp;postID=111500989778744473' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111500989778744473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12586295/posts/default/111500989778744473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrey38.blogspot.com/2005/05/dont-really-know-why.html' title='Don&apos;t really know why.....'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018882775867929395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
