<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490</id><updated>2009-02-20T17:22:10.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melody's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-8630045066415631373</id><published>2007-02-23T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:42:47.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I'm going to use this blog anymore. I have a new one (using my space through msn) and the address is: &lt;a href="http://melodykoster.spaces.live.com/"&gt;http://melodykoster.spaces.live.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I have a bunch of pictures on it but haven't actually blogged anything yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-8630045066415631373?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/8630045066415631373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=8630045066415631373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/8630045066415631373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/8630045066415631373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-think-im-going-to-use-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-3428313009067344531</id><published>2007-01-03T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:16:18.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm getting bored....I'm sure once I'm into the third week of school I'll wish it was over but for now I want to go back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I was trying to figure out my UBC application today. Why do they have to make it all so confusing? I'm hoping to get in for either September 2007 or January 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;New Years was good. No resolutions, only a bunch of ideas. I don't like making resolutions because I get bummed out when I don't manage to keep them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm kind of looking forward to the motorcycle show at the end of the month. I like to run! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-3428313009067344531?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/3428313009067344531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=3428313009067344531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/3428313009067344531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/3428313009067344531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-getting-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-5226193445331945306</id><published>2006-12-02T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:13:13.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning: will be cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;One pair of long johns, a pair of jeans, sweatpants, rainpants, a long sleeved shirt, a sweater, a fleecy hoody, a fleecy jacket, a snow jacket, a rain jacket, thermal glove liners, gloves, a scarf, a touque, two pairs of socks and a pair of boots...I think I'm ready for work :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-5226193445331945306?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/5226193445331945306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=5226193445331945306&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/5226193445331945306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/5226193445331945306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/12/warning-will-be-cold.html' title='warning: will be cold'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-7003855002453317596</id><published>2006-11-14T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:14:09.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;So nothing new to report. Life is pretty normal. School. Homework. Work. I went to the wedding show at Tradex on Sunday. At the end there was this big cake and six brides got chosen to dive into it for a big diamond ring. We all wanted Susy to be one of the brides. She could have rugbee tackled them all or something. All of the girls who won were so polite about it. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately. Too much maybe :) Nothing I really want to talk about. Nothing that's really too important. Maybe I'm just getting bored with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-7003855002453317596?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/7003855002453317596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=7003855002453317596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/7003855002453317596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/7003855002453317596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-116227182491276618</id><published>2006-10-30T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7200/483/1600/DSCN0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7200/483/320/DSCN0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-116227182491276618?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/116227182491276618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=116227182491276618&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116227182491276618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116227182491276618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-116218588349121455</id><published>2006-10-29T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;It didn't really take much too get my hair back to normal. I didn't think it had been put into knots but it was. I tried to take them out without wetting my hair but it didn't work so I just got into the shower. Once my hair was soaked the knots came out pretty easily. Then I just loaded my hair with conditioner, shampoo, and conditioner again and it's back to normal. I think all the color came out but it will be hard to tell until it is dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I was really worried about getting all that gelatin out but it really wasn't so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I think I kinda like my hair like that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'll try and post pictures later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-116218588349121455?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/116218588349121455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=116218588349121455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116218588349121455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116218588349121455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/hair.html' title='hair'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-116172169722269659</id><published>2006-10-24T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I have most of what I need for halloween. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;All I need is a pair of army boots, size 8 or 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Anyone have any? or know of anyone who does?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-116172169722269659?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/116172169722269659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=116172169722269659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116172169722269659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116172169722269659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-116113164118745686</id><published>2006-10-17T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rosie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7200/483/1600/DSCN1354.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7200/483/320/DSCN1354.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;My mom got a new puppy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Meet Rosie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-116113164118745686?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/116113164118745686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=116113164118745686&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116113164118745686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/116113164118745686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/rosie.html' title='rosie'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115982823355668080</id><published>2006-10-02T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;On friday morning I woke up thinking I was going to be moving most of my stuff into my parent's house for storage and the other bit into Shannon's house. Her parent's had said I could stay there until I found somewhere else to live. So my dad came home from work early and we moved all of the stuff I was storing up to my parent's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Just before supper I was over at my parent's and Luke (my brother) called. Him and his friends had found a townhouse quite a while ago but they sent the application in late so they didn't find out till friday afternoon - when Luke called - that they were declined. So Luke didn't have a place to live. He called our landlords to see if they had rented our current suite out. They had - the papers had just been signed three hours previous. Great!!! But our landlord did know that the place right next door had a suite available. Luke talked to them and asked if he could have it. They said yes but they couldn't bring the papers down for him to sign until late that night. Luke called his friends and asked if one of them wanted to move into this new suite with him. They couldn't make up their mind so he asked me. After making sure he wouldn't just bail on me in a month or two  I said yes. I called Shannon's house and told them what had happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Saturday morning my brother phoned (I had slept at my parent's house) and said that the papers were signed and we could move in today. Talk about last minute. So my dad, Luke, and I had to get everything out of storage from my parent's house and bring it back down to our new place. It was a long day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I like the new place better though (except that the living room is smaller and it is colder). We have a washer and a dryer here and we also get satellite TV!!!! The flooring is nicer and we have a storage room. The whole layout of the place is better. With all this you'd think the rent would be more....nope....it's actually a bit less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;So for the first half of the weekend I had no idea where I was actually going to move or how things would work out. It turned out really well though so I'm happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Now for something completely different. I was setting out a new bar of soap in the bathroom this afternoon. It was a blue bar with a yellow duck head on it. Really cute!!! Well....when I took the wrapping off the beak the eyes came with it....it was just painted onto the wrapping. What  a rip off!!! Now I have a really funny looking bar of soap in my bathroom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115982823355668080?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115982823355668080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115982823355668080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115982823355668080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115982823355668080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend.html' title='THE weekend'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115941309542947286</id><published>2006-09-27T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm already having a hard time concentrating on school and I'm only a third of the way through the semester. I think I'm in trouble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115941309542947286?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115941309542947286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115941309542947286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115941309542947286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115941309542947286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-already-having-hard-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115924470710711215</id><published>2006-09-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeeew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Peter took me out to Harrison this evening on his bike. We found a place to eat and took a seat on the patio. It was a really nice place and we were having fun. A bunch of Canada Geese flew overhead and I was thinking how horrible it would be if one of them went to the bathroom on us. Just as soon as I thought that I felt something land on my head and splat on the little plate beside me. I didn't believe it could actually be bird droppings so I brushed at the spot on my head where I felt the splat. Sure enough...the stupid goose had decided to let loose right over my head!!!! It was so gross! I went to the bathroom to take care of the rest of it but I think my fingers had gotten it all (YUK!!!) because I didn't find any more. When I got back to the table I couldn't stop laughing. I told Peter I would have a great story to tell. How often does that happen? I've heard of it happening to other people before...but never at a nice restaurant by a nice lake...it's almost something you'd see on America's Funniest Home Videos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;So that was my night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115924470710711215?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115924470710711215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115924470710711215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115924470710711215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115924470710711215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/eeeew.html' title='eeeew'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115850463915343045</id><published>2006-09-17T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>early</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I've already been up for almost an hour and I don't have to be up for another hour. I went to sleep way too early last night. I had to work very early yesterday morning and I was pretty sore from work (waving flashlight batons around) so I guess all that made me pretty tired. I woke up this morning and remembered all sorts of stuff I had to print off for Kids4Christ (Kids Klub) so I figured I might as well get up. Now I'm waiting for all the stuff to print and it's taking forever!! We have a really old printer. It does the job though. I'm looking forward to  trying this new kids program out. I think it's going to be really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;So work yesterday and friday was pretty fun. It didn't rain!!! except for a little bit on friday and I didn't have a job where I had to stand in one spot. I also had lots of friends to work with. Friday I was south overflow. When the main lots get full we move to overflow lots. All of the traffic comes in at once and it gets really busy. Lots of running and trying to get cars to park where you want them to park. Quite frusterating at times. Saturday I did relief. This is my favorite position because I get to give people breaks (which means they love me and that I get to change my position all the time). I still spent most of my time in the south lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm hungry...I think I need to go and get some food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115850463915343045?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115850463915343045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115850463915343045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115850463915343045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115850463915343045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/early.html' title='early'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115803576571174057</id><published>2006-09-11T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a history lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm sure almost everyone has heard the phrase, "damned if you do and damned if you don't." I was in psychology today and our teacher told us where the saying originated from. It was really interesting even though I've heard the story before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;In the Middle Ages there was a guidebook written called Malleus Maleficarum (meaning Witches Hammer). In it was written the guide used to identify witches. Anyone exhibiting odd behaviours that had no identified origins was said to be a witch and was then put through a test. Any people thought to be guilty were tied up with weights attached to their bodies and were then thrown into a body of water. If they managed to untie themselves and float up to the top they were said to have demonic powers. These "witches" were then burned at the stake. If they sunk to the bottom and drowned they were said to be innocent. Interesting...the innocent were killed right along with the guilty. So this is where the phrase "damned if you do and damned if you don't" came from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is why I love school. So many interesting things to learn :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115803576571174057?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115803576571174057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115803576571174057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115803576571174057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115803576571174057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/history-lesson.html' title='a history lesson'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115799653520904484</id><published>2006-09-11T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:35.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;So...I have finished my first week of school and I'm about to start my second. I'm enjoying it more than I thought I would. I guess it's just nice to be busy again. My kiniesiology (KPE) class is going to be really hard. My teacher said it is one of the hardest KPE courses that UCFV offers. YIPEE!!! As my KPE lab teacher says "anatomoy and physiology is like taking a drink from a fire hydrant." YIKES!!! I'm already starting to study though so hopefully it won't be too bad. I also have philosophy which is going to be really easy...I've already learned a lot of the stuff we are doing this semester and most of it seems to be common sense. Today I have my first psychology class so I'll find out what that will be like soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I had to work all a lot this weekend. Thursday and Friday night I did heavy duty housecleaning. Mostly this involved vaccuming all of the booths. I don't mind doing that kind of work. The vaccum is heavy but at least I keep busy. Saturday during the day I did light duty housecleaning. Just checking on washrooms that are already clean and stocked and checking garbages that are not even half full. To top it all the bordom off I was feeling really sick for most of the day. I went to the OFA and got some motrin but it didn't work and I ended up going home a few hours early. I always hate doing that. I don't like leaving the other people with the work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday was a really fun day. Church was in the park and the weather was so beautiful. After church I went out for lunch and then to a movie with my friends. Shannon was getting baptized in the evening so we all went up to Hayward Lake to see her get dunked. Peter took me up on his bike. It was fun going on all the winding roads. Then we all went to Jimmy's house to watch the season premier of Simpsons and Family Guy. A perfect end to a perfect day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115799653520904484?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115799653520904484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115799653520904484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115799653520904484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115799653520904484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/lately.html' title='lately'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115714417917616254</id><published>2006-09-01T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;PART OF MY STUDENT LOAN JUST CAME IN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Anyone want to dance around in circles with me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115714417917616254?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115714417917616254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115714417917616254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115714417917616254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115714417917616254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115708691365441337</id><published>2006-08-31T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>motorbike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Peter took me on my first ever motorbike ride today. I was so scared at first but once we got going it was tons of fun. We went all the way to Abbotsford, had supper, and then came home. We were on the highway and my hair was flapping in my face...I couldn't see. Then I remembered I had a visor. Haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115708691365441337?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115708691365441337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115708691365441337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115708691365441337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115708691365441337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/motorbike.html' title='motorbike'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115700195142074424</id><published>2006-08-30T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;It is now official. I need a place to live by the end of september. My brother is going to move into a house with some friends and he is leaving me homeless :(  I've had a couple of offers but one of them leaves me with no bedroom and the other I don't feel would work out. I guess I'm not completely stuck...I'd just like to try and find something else. I'm a very poor student so I can't afford to live by myself...not to mention that would be sooooo boring!!! I'm kind of excited...I like moving. I enjoy the change...I like setting up a new space. I will just be more excited when I figure out where I'm going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I think winter is going to come early this year. The spiders have started invading. YUK!!! Last night I was sitting on my bedroom floor sorting my scrapbook paper (yes I'm a freak) when a huge, hairy wolf spider came running across my floor straight towards me. I jumped onto my bed and screamed for my brother but I guess he was already asleep (or ignoring me) because he didn't answer. I grabbed my scrapbook and dropped it right onto the spider. I just left the scrapbook there all day. I just asked my brother to take the spider out for me so he got out of bed and took care of it...I didn't want to look at it. I have such a nice brother. I guess I'll forgive him for leaving me homeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115700195142074424?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115700195142074424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115700195142074424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115700195142074424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115700195142074424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/homeless.html' title='homeless'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115691169799286504</id><published>2006-08-29T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;When my brother and I were younger my parents bought us these books that had tapes that went along with them. They were all about the fruits of the spirit (kindness, love, patience, etc.) If I remember correctly the tape would read the story and when we heard a ringing sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;we knew it was time to turn the page. The first book I got from this series was one on patience. I listened to it a lot!! There was a song at the end of the tape and that song has been playing over and over in my head for the past couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Have patience, have patience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Don't be in such a hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;When you get impatient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;You only start to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Remember, remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;That God is patient too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;And think of all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;That others have to wait for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I just recently read another blog on patience and the song started up again...and this time it won't go away. I think sometimes God uses really strange ways to get my attention but a song rolling over and over in my head is a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Alright God...I think I get it now...I'm listening...just please please make the song go away!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115691169799286504?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115691169799286504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115691169799286504&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115691169799286504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115691169799286504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115587766157254501</id><published>2006-08-17T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115587766157254501?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115587766157254501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115587766157254501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115587766157254501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115587766157254501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115561886541418802</id><published>2006-08-14T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I do not know what to write. I feel like there is a ton to write about but I do not want to write about it. Or maybe I do not know how to write it. I think I think too much. I over analyze circumstances and imagine crazy situations. And it drives me crazy but I still keep doing it. I think that is why I always have to be doing something. I hate just sitting and thinking. For a while it is ok but then I just start thinking about stupid things. Well maybe I do not always have to be doing something but if I am doing nothing I like to do nothing with someone. Then I can talk. I really like talking. I am trying to learn how to relax and just do nothing once in a while. It is really difficult. I bet I can count the number of times in the past few years I have stayed home all day on one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find that people like to make fun of me. Not in a bad way, but in a teasing way. My friends, my family, and pretty much anyone that knows me even a little bit. I actually kind of enjoy it. I think if people stopped I would really miss it. I am told that it is because I react; people like the way I react. I don’t think I really react any different than anyone else. Maybe I do. I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have come to believe that I am and will always be confused. There has been very few times in my life where I have not been confused about one thing or another. Maybe that is why I do not like just sitting and thinking. I just confuse myself even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I just got a block. I can not think of a single thing more to write. But that is how this whole thing started. I could not think of anything to say but I wanted to write. I am more just rambling I guess. I am probably boring you. This is more for me though so if you are bored stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got money for Michaels and House of James for my birthday. I want to get a book from House of James, just not sure which one yet. Or maybe I want a CD. I want to go shop at Michaels. I am going to get a whole bunch of scrapbooking stuff. I have a whole bunch of new ideas of what to do and how to arrange my pictures. Now all I need is some pictures. And to get the pictures I need money. And to get the money I need to wait a few more weeks. Then I will be back in school. And I will have no time to scrapbook so the pictures will be useless. Ah I guess I will have to make time. I do not need to study all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think this is enough rambling nonsense. Goodnight all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh and the blog is publishing apostrophes really funny so that is why I wrote this all proper. Anyone have any idea why it would do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115561886541418802?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115561886541418802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115561886541418802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115561886541418802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115561886541418802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-do-not-know-what-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115536051504290655</id><published>2006-08-11T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I went for a walk with Tysey this evening. We walked over to Heritage Park from my house and then we walked up to 7th and down to Grab-a-Java. We got chocolate milkshakes...mmmmm...they were soooo good. Then we walked back down to my house. I haven't been on a walk in a while. It was nice to get out and do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115536051504290655?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115536051504290655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115536051504290655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115536051504290655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115536051504290655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-for-walk-with-tysey-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115523650150417028</id><published>2006-08-10T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Life is like a carousel at times...it goes up and down and keeps spinning around and around that by the time it finally stops spinning you have no idea where you are or what just happened...  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115523650150417028?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115523650150417028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115523650150417028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115523650150417028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115523650150417028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-is-like-carousel-at-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115500392842228886</id><published>2006-08-07T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday at work was soooo busy. Between 11:30 and 3:00 I don't think we had time to sit down once...barely time to take a drink of water. Today was pretty slow...at least for the first part. Jim and I were shooting eachother with elastic bands. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There was one guy who came through and asked if he needed to put the ticket I gave him on his dash. I told him that it didn't really matter...so he took the ticket, shoved it in his mouth, and started chewing on it. Brad (my boss) told us that if we saw anything suspicious that we didn't see any of the other days to tell him. Security was up today because of a certain concert going on this evening. I wonder if that counted :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115500392842228886?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115500392842228886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115500392842228886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115500392842228886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115500392842228886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-at-work-was-soooo-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115483250311875628</id><published>2006-08-05T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I've been working at the Agrifair for the past few days. Mostly I've been the parking cashier but today I got to be a gate cashier for a little while. The first two days were relatively slow and we had lots of down time. Today I was working with Jim (Jimmy's dad) and we were soooo busy. I was on my feet for most of the day and it was soooo hot. It was pretty fun though. There were quite a few cars that came in telling us that they had to pick up their vehicle from the night before. Haha. Too drunk to drive. The amount of people who complain about the price is just crazy!!! Then there was the odd one who surprised us. There was one lady that came in today and when I told her how much it cost she just said "wow that's a pretty good deal." I just looked at her, kind of dropped my jaw, and told her she was the first person to say that all day. She just laughed and said she was from Vancouver. Jim and I were supposed to be off at 3:00 but the people that were supposed to take our shifts didn't show up. Jim ended up getting off at 4:00 and me at 5:00. It was alright though. As soon as I got some water I was fine. I went and sat with Jimmy while I waited for my dad. He had a great spot (except he didn't have anyone to talk to) There was a chair he could sit in which he put in the shade and he only had to get up once in a while to talk with people in cars. I liked being so busy but I have to admit that shade made me a bit jealous :) I saw Rose too (Jimmy's mom) I guess they wanted to make it a family day!! It was a good day though. I'm sore now (from the sun) and tired (from the sun) but I don't really mind too much. And I'm back at it tomorrow...and Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115483250311875628?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115483250311875628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115483250311875628&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115483250311875628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115483250311875628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-working-at-agrifair-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673490.post-115387194716363365</id><published>2006-07-25T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:51:34.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm ready to start studying for my finals now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;THE END IS NEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673490-115387194716363365?l=blueturtles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/feeds/115387194716363365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673490&amp;postID=115387194716363365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115387194716363365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673490/posts/default/115387194716363365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueturtles.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-ready-to-start-studying-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Melody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07074581996827057587'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>