<?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-6520892136595391738</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:42:43.045-08:00</updated><category term='Peru'/><category term='amanda'/><category term='magazine'/><category term='MSN'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='knee'/><category term='grandad'/><category term='mall'/><category term='layout'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='christopher'/><category term='DS'/><category term='mother'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='driving'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='good times'/><category term='t-ball'/><category term='physio'/><category term='life'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>The Louder We Go, The Better We Sound</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520892136595391738.post-7304552017314646883</id><published>2010-06-20T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:26:10.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am almost home for a few days, and I am so excited to see my family and my friends and my puppy! I'm exhausted, running on no sleep, but I could NOT be happier with my life. I LOVE EVERYTHING right now. It's insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-7304552017314646883?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7304552017314646883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-almost-home-for-few-days-and-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7304552017314646883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7304552017314646883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-almost-home-for-few-days-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-2185984525214123715</id><published>2010-06-05T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T06:16:58.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long road home.</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to realize that sometimes people really aren't who they're pretending to be. You can go years and years thinking you know someone - more than that - thinking that you are the ONLY person who knows someone, and then *poof* - everything changes. The relationship ends and they become the kind of person you always hated. The kind of person the two of you always said you never wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know it's over. When talking to them doesn't make your heart hurt anymore. When they aren't the first person you think of in the morning and the last person you think of before you go to sleep. When you're disgusted with their antics instead of  feeling like you're missing out on all the fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change. Life is ever-flowing. We move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-2185984525214123715?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2185984525214123715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-long-road-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2185984525214123715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2185984525214123715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-long-road-home.html' title='it&apos;s been a long road home.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-7051480057243641394</id><published>2010-04-20T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T07:41:29.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Does So Much Change?</title><content type='html'>Everything changes, everything stays the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New boyfriend, new job, new life. I'm loving Drama at UWindsor, though I wish I was at a better school. I'm loving life in general. I'm currently in Toronto, working at Wonderland, which clearly means a new blog is necessary. Follow me &lt;a href="http://www.wonderlandwanderings.blogspot.com"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-7051480057243641394?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7051480057243641394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-does-so-much-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7051480057243641394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7051480057243641394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-does-so-much-change.html' title='How Does So Much Change?'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-4699424025030656256</id><published>2009-08-26T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:13:26.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently, I like to not blog for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Disney World for a week with the BF and it was an amazing trip! I miss that place so much. All I'd like to do is just go back, and sweep the ground again. I could dance to some HSM3 and hang out with the amazing people who work there. One day. One day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts shortly. I'm broke - I need jeans and boots and a nice jacket, because I'll be taking the bus to school and I need these things to survive Windsor weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-4699424025030656256?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4699424025030656256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/08/apparently-i-like-to-not-blog-for-month.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4699424025030656256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4699424025030656256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/08/apparently-i-like-to-not-blog-for-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-7393915778383969122</id><published>2009-08-01T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:36:07.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIP Papa, John Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;What a great man. For the last ten years, you've been a constant and I can't imagine life without you. I know you're at peace and happy watching over us, but it still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandma broke her hip, has had it replaced, and still resides in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney in 7 days, and I couldn't be more excited. After the July I've had, I need this vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-7393915778383969122?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7393915778383969122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/08/rip-papa-john-wilson.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7393915778383969122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7393915778383969122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/08/rip-papa-john-wilson.html' title=''/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-7560574643994529730</id><published>2009-07-16T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:49:50.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, yet another month goes by.</title><content type='html'>I seem to blog once a month. Better than my mom =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's still kicking ass. I'm working, I'm coaching, I'm having a blast. I cannot wait for school to be back in action, though I'm nervous about some of my classes, but I'm very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing my DAT sisters and my real sister, who will leave me alone in Windsor very soon =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISNEY IN TWENTY THREE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all that keeps me going right now. Thank goodness for the mouse &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-7560574643994529730?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7560574643994529730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh-yet-another-month-goes-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7560574643994529730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7560574643994529730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh-yet-another-month-goes-by.html' title='Ahh, yet another month goes by.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-6756965267254611371</id><published>2009-06-12T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:24:45.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Month of Busy</title><content type='html'>I've pretty much had the busiest month and a half in the history of months and a halfs. Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WINDSOR CENTRAL LITTLE LEAGUE MAJOR GIRLS SOFTBALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Chris and I are coaching 11-13 yr old Girl's Softball. My little sister is on the team, and I'm getting attached to the other girls! Each one is unique in their own way, and they are such dedicated and talented (and bratty!) players. We're second last in the district, but I don't really care. Everyone is having fun - including me! I really missed the game &amp; I'll be looking for somewhere to play for sure once my knees are all fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ODYSSEY OF THE MIND WORLD FINALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - We made it there! We drove, it took forever. We had a TON of fun &amp; we also managed to hit up the Mall of America in Minneapolis. We got 6th place out of 8 teams. Chris and I have already started planning next year's adventure. I really &amp; truly love Odyssey. It's such a neat program and such an amazing opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JOB INTERVIEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - I get called for an interview for almost every job I apply for, but none seem to be working out past that. I just got a job selling insurance, but I didn't take it. I don't want to sell life insurance! It's just not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WINDSOR STRIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Our city is on strike. Incredibly on strike - inside/outside city workers, taxi cabs, and I don't even know who else. The city workers bit is really making me angry, because CUPE, their union, and the union members are real assholes. The way I see it is, if they have the right to strike (and they do), then good on them. But I have rights too &amp; those rights include removing my trash, cutting grass wherever I'd like, and so on and so forth. Call me a Scab, a union breaker, whatever. Their actions have been so immature &amp; I want to hit them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WINDSOR EAST LITTLE LEAGUE ALL STARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - I got asked to be the manager for the combined Central/Windsor East Little League All Star team. Pretty cool deal, and a good bunch of girls out to play ball for an extended period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHAT ELSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - I finally found a doctor.&lt;br /&gt; - Our Disney vacation is finally paid off - now to solve the transportation issue.&lt;br /&gt; - I register for classes for Fall 2009 on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt; - I'm going to Ottawa next weekend for Alex's campus visit (she's decided to go to Carleton next year for university)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I should be around more often now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-6756965267254611371?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6756965267254611371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/month-of-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6756965267254611371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6756965267254611371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/month-of-busy.html' title='The Month of Busy'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-6971689621019129809</id><published>2009-04-20T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:49:18.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I saw Annisette today, my knee doctor. He said that I'm progressing fine, so stop worrying. Doesn't want to take the screw out yet because he would have to put me under &amp; hospitalize me for that ('cause i'd freak out like mad if they went at my knee with a screwdriver and I could hear/see what was going on), and he doesn't want to go through unnecessary risks, etc., if it's not completely needed. I said alright. I don't even see him again until October, so I guess we'll talk about the other knee then. So no more worrying about postponing my summer plans, etc. =) Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calendar of life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 25th: CAR WASH @ Sears, come get your car washed, five bucks - send me to Iowa!!!&lt;br /&gt;May 2nd: Yard Sale on Louis AND Opening Day for ball&lt;br /&gt;May 3rd: Pasta Lunch @ church for OM&lt;br /&gt;May 8th: Leadership Conference&lt;br /&gt;May 9th: Spark Spree &amp; baking @ church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEEZ life's busy!!! =) I love it.  Every second of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-6971689621019129809?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6971689621019129809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6971689621019129809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6971689621019129809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-5639982798839226230</id><published>2009-04-13T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:49:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, but not.</title><content type='html'>I'm officially done my second year of university!! Yay! Summer session starts the end of May, which is not nearly as exciting, but  then it's done the end of June &amp; then Disney for a week in August! I'm hoping for Bs &amp; lots of hours at work for this summer.&lt;br /&gt;I started coaching softball on Saturday &amp; every muscle in my body is sore now. Fricken little kids are too in shape for my liking! &lt;-- Wow that's going to get lots of creepy ads, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Eye Doc.&lt;br /&gt;April 19th: Alex's Birthday/Earth Day kid's service at Church&lt;br /&gt;April 20th: Knee check-up&lt;br /&gt;May 8th: Leadership Conference&lt;br /&gt;May 9th: Sparks Spree/Baking&lt;br /&gt;May 24th: ODYSSEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ so because of that last one, add lots of miscellaneous fundraising in there. Want to give me money? Support our team! &amp; Click the ads while you're at it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-5639982798839226230?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5639982798839226230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-but-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5639982798839226230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5639982798839226230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-but-not.html' title='Busy, but not.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-4019684430252212498</id><published>2009-04-08T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:47:51.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Detroit Mayor &amp; Council, From Chris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkLZDyZohYg/Sd1vm5KZNKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nyJ5rQjPdbo/s1600-h/chris%27s+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkLZDyZohYg/Sd1vm5KZNKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nyJ5rQjPdbo/s320/chris%27s+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322533048591922338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mayor of Detroit &amp; City Council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STFU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Chris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy is talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And very angry. Don't mess with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-4019684430252212498?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4019684430252212498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-detroit-mayor-council-from-chris.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4019684430252212498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4019684430252212498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-detroit-mayor-council-from-chris.html' title='To Detroit Mayor &amp; Council, From Chris.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dkLZDyZohYg/Sd1vm5KZNKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nyJ5rQjPdbo/s72-c/chris%27s+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6520892136595391738.post-1001106499948438488</id><published>2009-04-08T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:00:01.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>both worlds.</title><content type='html'>flash&lt;br /&gt;     lights bright&lt;br /&gt;     lights fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crash&lt;br /&gt;smash&lt;br /&gt;     home run&lt;br /&gt;     grand slam&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                  smile wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra hours&lt;br /&gt;     doing something for the greater good&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  always second&lt;br /&gt;      never first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to shine&lt;br /&gt;shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best of both worlds?&lt;br /&gt;        girl loves helping&lt;br /&gt;             sports&lt;br /&gt;                 getting dirty&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                   can she?&lt;br /&gt;should she?&lt;br /&gt;       she does.&lt;br /&gt;                   glam&lt;br /&gt;                      spick &amp; span&lt;br /&gt;         cleans up real good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights bright&lt;br /&gt;     smile wide&lt;br /&gt;  flash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-1001106499948438488?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1001106499948438488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/both-worlds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1001106499948438488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1001106499948438488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/both-worlds.html' title='both worlds.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-5129143074393790534</id><published>2009-04-06T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T06:37:44.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're A Celebrity</title><content type='html'>I wrote my first exam this morning. Well, first exam of this exam period. I've obviously written other exams before. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it wasn't too bad. I probably swung a B, which is remarkable for not giving a shit. I'm hovering around a C in that class. The material's interesting, but I always forgot to do the work (it's an online class) and so got late penalties like mad. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATs done for the semester, with the exception of a couple summer events coming up, like the stellar leadership conference I've got planned! The first three students got signed up today, which is super excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toes are cold. APRIL 6th and there's SNOW falling from the darn sky. I hate Mother Nature. And Windsor. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-5129143074393790534?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5129143074393790534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-youre-celebrity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5129143074393790534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5129143074393790534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-youre-celebrity.html' title='When You&apos;re A Celebrity'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-6838430256011834840</id><published>2009-04-03T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:55:49.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Lives in Cyberspace</title><content type='html'>The boyfriend's blogging now. Check him out &lt;a href="http://www.profitless-obiter-dictum.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It's mindless babble, but he'll find his flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me? Assignment. Paper. Exams. FML.com pretty much sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then? Then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A summer of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the land of the mouse. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-6838430256011834840?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6838430256011834840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-lives-in-cyberspace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6838430256011834840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6838430256011834840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-lives-in-cyberspace.html' title='He Lives in Cyberspace'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-695100722436261621</id><published>2009-03-25T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:18:25.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost the End</title><content type='html'>I finished the four page paper last night/this morning (even though it's only 3 pages long =(. Which sucks) so now that's out of the way. I also have two one page "personal statements" due in classes today (Can you tell I have the same prof twice?) and I'm done one of them. It took me about five minutes, so I'm not worried about having the other one done by 2:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I built a bridge last night. It took us a little while to figure out the logistics, but then we did and it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are almost done =( It actually makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135 days to Disney World. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-695100722436261621?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/695100722436261621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-almost-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/695100722436261621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/695100722436261621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-almost-end.html' title='It&apos;s Almost the End'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-4333877836854203564</id><published>2009-03-21T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:43:01.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has sprung!</title><content type='html'>I like when it's officially the first day of Spring. I played with kids all day yesterday as it was FREEZING outside &amp; had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Today I worked on OM stuff - we ran into a huge issue (aka Kenten left us) and so had to rework the whole thing, but it's worked out okay so far. Luck, be on our side! (Maybe the fairies will help?)&lt;br /&gt;I also did a bit of research for my policy paper. It's definitely not going to be handed in on time (Tuesday) especially since I have another paper due Wednesday that I haven't even started and I think I have to read a play for that one. Ew. I'm too busy for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get all my boxes out of Pipi's basement, which are residual from the flood, and I  haven't even opened them yet. I literally don't have time. It's ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my neck hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I still love life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Amanda and Grandma come home tomorrow &amp; Alex comes home Monday. Should be a very quiet week, as I'm sure they're all exhausted. It was nice spending time with Dad though. Just me &amp; Daddy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to Twitter now. Especially since Facebook SUCKS. Catch me @ ahaggert =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-4333877836854203564?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4333877836854203564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-has-sprung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4333877836854203564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4333877836854203564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has sprung!'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-3810376486093548113</id><published>2009-03-18T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:10:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run.</title><content type='html'>Life is about to get as busy as it's ever been. Bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - MB Kid's Day&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Bench Press Comp. ; Pledge Test ; DAT Voting&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - DAT Carnival ; CP paper due (12 pages)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Theatre paper due (4 pages)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Odyssey Regionals ; Pi Lam Formal&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Anthima ; Easter Egg Hunt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-3810376486093548113?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3810376486093548113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3810376486093548113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3810376486093548113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/run.html' title='Run.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-6328336167099988439</id><published>2009-03-15T19:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:09:58.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Downs</title><content type='html'>Not president.&lt;br /&gt;Not vice president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll survive. It's upsetting, but whatever. I have three more years, most people don't. I'll be overqualified by then. Plus I know it was a close race, very very close, so that makes me feel better =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-6328336167099988439?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6328336167099988439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-downs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6328336167099988439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6328336167099988439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-downs.html' title='Let Downs'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-2005299241471631301</id><published>2009-03-12T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:19:49.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Intimacy is what makes a marriage, not a ceremony, not a piece of paper from the state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kathleen Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been making a lot of decisions lately. Some big, some small. Mostly, I've been leaf-turning. Angelica's here, this is who she is. She thinks with her own mind and makes steps with her own feet. Yes, other people are important to her, but what she thinks and cares about is what's really important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage means different things to everybody. Sometimes I think I'd be happy never getting married. Sometimes, I really want that "piece of a paper from the state." But, once your heart is married, does the rest of it really matter? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a rap song, or some song that goes "If you like then you shoulda put a ring on it, ring on it," and I think that's silly. Rings aren't necessary. Extra promises are too easily broken. If they're not needed, why make them? Why go to the cost and the trouble just to show off your love? I'm happy keeping mine to myself, thanks anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-2005299241471631301?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2005299241471631301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/stepping-stones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2005299241471631301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2005299241471631301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/stepping-stones.html' title='Stepping Stones'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-1982695419571042921</id><published>2009-03-08T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:50:55.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't win.</title><content type='html'>I'm not the new president of Delta Alpha Theta. I'm running for Vice President next week, so hopefully I'll get that, but I'm even more nervous about that one than I was about this one. I'm glad though, if anyone had to beat me, that it was Kristina. She's a great girl and she'll do an excellent job. The sorority will be okay with her in charge.  I'm still sad though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-1982695419571042921?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1982695419571042921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1982695419571042921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1982695419571042921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-win.html' title='I didn&apos;t win.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-8112954805390041253</id><published>2009-03-07T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:41:11.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunder baby, rock that sky.</title><content type='html'>It's thunderstorming and I LOVE it. I love thunder and lightening, crashing across the sky. There's something so primitive about the sky breaking apart. Really reminds us that we're on a planet that doesn't really belong to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm housesitting in Amherstburg with Chris. We were supposed to go into Windsor tonight, but he wasn't feeling good so I made him go lie down. I wasn't going to make him drive all the way in. I just had my Saturday housecleaning list, so I'll do it tomorrow after church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make my speech tomorrow at DAT for president =) I'm excited. I reaaaaallly hope I get it. I want to whip this place into shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paper mache'd half a tree today. It's drying, but slowly. Odyssey is going great. I'm so glad we made progress yesterday, it really makes me feel better. We're gonna go to Worlds, I can feel it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-8112954805390041253?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8112954805390041253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/thunder-baby-rock-that-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/8112954805390041253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/8112954805390041253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/thunder-baby-rock-that-sky.html' title='Thunder baby, rock that sky.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-3112842717633061768</id><published>2009-03-03T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:57:04.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wind Blows</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's March. March 3rd, actually. Which is insane.&lt;br /&gt;I've been with Chris for 18 months as of yesterday. I love milestones. Had you asked me two years ago if I'd be with someone for this long, I'd tell you hell no. It wasn't something I saw myself doing, and now I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;I have four weeks left of my second year of university. I'm running for President of my sorority on Sunday. I'm going to go up for a promotion at McDonalds whenever it comes around. I have two major papers to write, and they're both going to be challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a lot of choices to make. A lot of decisions. It's time to stop standing still. Time to stop being stagnant. I need to find where I belong, where I fit. I don't belong here. I don't fit here. I love the people I'm surrounded by, but I feel out of place. It's time to rectify that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had yet another ER visit the other day. There's a lump on the bottom of my foot that is apparently just a bruise, but it's definitely spontaneous. The doctor seemed convinced I jumped off a roof or something. I really didn't. That's not my style. Even when I showed him my knee-scar, he wasn't convinced. Whatta fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are a-changing and I'm not going to resist that change. Let's grow up. Let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was in Florida RIGHT NOW. But I am going on vacation in August for 7 days. 158 days to vacation time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-3112842717633061768?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3112842717633061768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/wind-blows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3112842717633061768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3112842717633061768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/wind-blows.html' title='The Wind Blows'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-1698996100081587990</id><published>2009-02-19T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:43:04.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice from Afar</title><content type='html'>I'm doing a presentation/paper on Jeffery Sconce's "Voice from the Void" article, and it's so funny to think that the obsessions with the paranormal started as early as 1900s. With how developed wireless technology is today - everyone thought wireless would be the new way to communicate with the dearly departed. Instead, I'm sure if I went to a psychic today, or had a seance, I'd use an old cardboard Ouiji board, and see a crystal ball. Typical over-excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading week is boring. I don't like it. My knee KILLS so I called in for an 8 hour shift today. No money, but maybe my knee will last a week longer! I'm tired. So tired. But I'm going out tonight with K squared and Chris and who else, who knows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-1698996100081587990?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1698996100081587990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/voice-from-afar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1698996100081587990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1698996100081587990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/voice-from-afar.html' title='Voice from Afar'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-1714100735722608869</id><published>2009-02-17T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:27:44.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Reading Week</title><content type='html'>A whole week off school, and I still feel like I have no time at all! Today I have an interview at a Tim Horton's for some painting job. And I'm getting my ear pierced with Sheena today too! Other than that, homework, etc. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.fmylife.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing in the whole world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-1714100735722608869?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1714100735722608869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-reading-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1714100735722608869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1714100735722608869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-reading-week.html' title='It&apos;s Reading Week'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-8774949017071779418</id><published>2009-02-04T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:52:48.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BLUE SKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the very first step in the Imagineering process.&lt;br /&gt;That phase where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"the sky's the limit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The page is blank and no idea is too big or too small, too realistic or too far-fetched.&lt;br /&gt;Each notion is a vital part of the shared vision.&lt;br /&gt;Every thought helps mold, shape, and improve the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"big idea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only rule during this time of inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THERE ARE NO RULES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-8774949017071779418?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8774949017071779418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/8774949017071779418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/8774949017071779418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-dream.html' title='Back to the Dream'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-3085007158763605146</id><published>2009-02-01T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:12:43.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Feeling's Like No Other</title><content type='html'>I've actually been having a pretty good couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've resolved to just let the drama and the petty hate roll off my back. I'm better than it - and they'll figure that out eventually. It's them who is losing out. I've got my friends &amp; the people who love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to an AWESOME cocktail party last night &amp; Chris got a bid for Pi Lam and I'm sooooo excited about him. I love being a Greek and I'm so happy he has a chance to see what it's like. I've met some amazing people, especially lately, and I'm so happy that I have who I have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on the living here or living elsewhere issue. It's complex. I have to weigh my options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a nasty cough, but my sinuses and head and nose are clear. Just my throat feels like it's BLEEDING and it's awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Sunday School, DAT, OotM.  Do I ever get a day to do nothing? Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-3085007158763605146?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3085007158763605146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-feelings-like-no-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3085007158763605146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3085007158763605146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-feelings-like-no-other.html' title='This Feeling&apos;s Like No Other'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-2385893295023649719</id><published>2009-01-26T18:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:01:34.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. I hate being sick. I missed 3 classes today which essentially means I'm royally fucked. I'm hoping I feel better for tomorrow so I can work and go to my class. And I hope that I'll be okay for Wednesday - Disability Awareness Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to just sleep the cold away. it's working, slightly. But my chin is swollen. So that's not helping things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-2385893295023649719?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2385893295023649719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2385893295023649719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2385893295023649719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-9089174274887778665</id><published>2009-01-22T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:14:22.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old, Same old.</title><content type='html'>Still working on the same issues. Mainly the sorority one. It's frustrating &amp; life is complex.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for the ones who get me throughh &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-9089174274887778665?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/9089174274887778665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/same-old-same-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/9089174274887778665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/9089174274887778665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/same-old-same-old.html' title='Same old, Same old.'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-6239076103162403024</id><published>2009-01-18T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:26:09.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The King's Horses and All The King's Men ...</title><content type='html'>Couldn't put Humpty together again. And they can't put my life back together again either. I have two hugeee issues in my life right now that I'm just unequipped to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sorority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't enjoy being a DAT girl anymore. I like planning events. I like running events.  I enjoy hanging out and talking to those who talk to me - but there's a fair few who don't seek out my company. I didn't do anything to them. I attempt to talk to them and get to know them. But then I am accused of not trying, or not being friendly and flexible. I am friendly. I am flexible. I seek out everyone, I try to get to know each and every girl. It's hard, when there's 30+ girls in the group, but I think I do a good job. So why am I targeted, picked on, hated? I don't know what I did or how to fix it. It's either stick it out until the drama makers go away, or go inactive - and my life can't take anymore stress these days, so inactive is looking pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like living at home. I miss being able to set my own standards and rules. When I lived alone, my room was cleaner than it is here, my kitchen was clean, the living room got cluttered, but there was six of us. I cleaned, I stayed organized, and It was excellent. Here, I fight with everyone I live with, I get yelled at for not cleaning the kitchen I don't make messes is, I get yelled at for not cleaning my room, even though it's my space and no one else has to see it. I fight with my mother constantly. This morning we fought and I cried all through out church, even though it was a church session where I had to be strong and support my council and my decision to not renew our ministers contract. I was very unfocused today and that caused issues. I feel like I'm the brunt of all the anger in the household, and I get accused of being selfish and needy and controlling and pushy. But if you talk to people I work with, at McDonalds, at church, at school, those people can see that everything I do, it's so that someone else feels better. My main concern is always other people, but at home I'm apparently selfish and I don't see it. I can't take it here anymore. I really want to move, but it's not a feasible option for me right now, financially. Plus, when I eventually move I want it to be on a good note, not because we're fighting. I just really miss being me, running my own place and on my own time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Florida and Disney and Vista Way so much. I want to go back so badly, to work and to live and to be in the sunshine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-6239076103162403024?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6239076103162403024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-kings-horses-and-all-kings-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6239076103162403024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6239076103162403024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-kings-horses-and-all-kings-men.html' title='All The King&apos;s Horses and All The King&apos;s Men ...'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-1304887616503458699</id><published>2009-01-15T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:09:38.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing is as Amazing Does</title><content type='html'>The pasta dinner fundraiser I helped run tonight went so well! I got to watch Riley (neighbour) and Liz (sister) get hypnotized, ate some good food, gave away some sweet prizes and had 4 cupcakes. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I also PDF'd most of the files for the magazine to send to the printer tomorrow. I am so so so glad this issue is over with. It was definitely a learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my back cracked, and badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to sleep. So off I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-1304887616503458699?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1304887616503458699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/amazing-is-as-amazing-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1304887616503458699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/1304887616503458699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/amazing-is-as-amazing-does.html' title='Amazing is as Amazing Does'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-135022943043919711</id><published>2009-01-14T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:17:28.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen, Your Attention Please</title><content type='html'>My life is chaotic. I do a lot. You should see my calendar. Therefore, forgive me my absences, thou shalt spare my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently (4:12 am) listening to my magazine proof pages print. I couldn't figure out how to print them in grayscale, so TSM best be fronting me some ink money =) Did ya hear that Jazz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last five days or so of TSM life has been incredibly busy. I discovered I had done everything wrong, artwork wise, and had to REDO all of the art. Who knew CMYK was quite as important as it is? Thank goodness for &lt;a href="http://www.midlifepie.blogspot.com"&gt;Keith&lt;/a&gt; and Chris. They saved my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache from my glasses. My contacts ran out, so I had to switch to glasses, so now my head hurts. I hope my contacts hustle across the continent to me so I don't have to wear my glasses anymore. I like them, but I lose my peripheral vision, which I apparently use a lot. I'm not sure what else would be causing this pain in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes continue to load on the reading and assignments. I might slap all the professors I have because I made the intelligent choice of taking 3rd year courses, "upper year" classes. I don't like the workload already, but I like the material so I guess I'll get used to it. I wish I was better at school, naturally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-135022943043919711?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/135022943043919711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/ladies-and-gentlemen-your-attention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/135022943043919711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/135022943043919711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/ladies-and-gentlemen-your-attention.html' title='Ladies and Gentlemen, Your Attention Please'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-936069286061860464</id><published>2009-01-09T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:51:27.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Alright</title><content type='html'>I don't have one of my textbooks yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I don't have quite a few of my textbooks yet. But I need one in particular for MONDAY and I'm screwed without it, so it looks like I'm google-ing my readings. Goddamn. Thank goodness Professor E. does "word sheets" so I know the terms and key points I'm looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Housesitting ends tomorrow and I'm sad. I'm going to miss spending so much time with my boy &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have blisters from RockBand. I kick butt at vocals =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My knee is doing excellently. Thanks for asking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-936069286061860464?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/936069286061860464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-all-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/936069286061860464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/936069286061860464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-all-alright.html' title='It&apos;s All Alright'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-5340977081347970802</id><published>2009-01-08T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:20:08.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And It's Only Going Up From Here</title><content type='html'>Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday are going to be insanely busy days - and an insanely busy "cycle." There's about a week's worth of reading for the same class IN BETWEEN the second class of the week, but I only have Tuesday to do it, in theory. I'm going to have to do some reading ahead of time and go from there. I'm enjoying the classes so far though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been involved in the planning and executing of a Disability Awareness Day since almost the first day of school. I was so frustrated with my difficulties maneuvering around campus that I wrote a letter to the president of the university, which was transfered to Employment Equity officer, Anne Carrick. She has been an amazing inspiration to me, and has helped me to advocate on the behalf of those who don't. So we, along with a planning group, have been planning this event (and the strike set us back) but then half the group (the half that doesn't show up) decided today to cut our Day down to an Hour and I got really mad and yelled and almost cried, but then I got my way. So it all worked out. I'll hopefully have some videos up of the day later in the month (it's January 28th) so you'll be able to see how it all worked out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-5340977081347970802?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5340977081347970802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-its-only-going-up-from-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5340977081347970802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5340977081347970802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-its-only-going-up-from-here.html' title='And It&apos;s Only Going Up From Here'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-2144638303416294794</id><published>2009-01-07T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:24:58.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay. I'm blogging. Seriously. I have a life you know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's started again. I'm already SWAMPED with work and reading. And an empty wallet! Books are fricken expensive. I have yet to even worry about tuition - but OSAP should take care of that. I have to go get mine, and was supposed to today but I couldn't go, I had class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theatre History from the 20th Century to Present Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Canadian Theatre History&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Principles and Practices of Arts Administration (distance education)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issues in the History of Communications&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cultural Policy and Communications in Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three theatres and two communication studies. I'm liking all of them so far, although Cultural Policy with Boin is shaping up to be a mirror of Intro to Comm: Jess, Nate, myself, and now Chris, doing absolutely nothing. It's excellent. We draw on each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm walking! Without the assistance of a brace. I'm wearing jeans and decided that I don't need to wear my brace at all anymore. I'm sore from so much walking around campus, but it's not too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I've been housesitting with Chris in Amherstburg, so it's been almost two weeks of commuting and I hate it! How I will ever live in Florida, New York or California - where it's all commuting - I will never know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-2144638303416294794?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2144638303416294794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2144638303416294794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/2144638303416294794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2009/01/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-3979517499579418101</id><published>2008-12-28T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:18:51.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Well, now that the Christmas hustle and bustle is over, I finally have time to blog. After attending NINE holiday dinners in four days, with one whose date is TBD, I'm exhausted and tired of spending time with family! I've also developed a habit of not sleeping until 6am. That pesky Zelda: Phantom Hourglass game I got for my Nintendo DS just won't be put away. &lt;div&gt;I got lovely things, and 70 bucks in Chapters dollars. Grandad gave us all pocket knives and tire gauges, which is better than the headlamp fiasco (which happened twice I think). Poor Grandad, he tries so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, Christmas was good. I'm stuffed to the gills and don't feel like I can ever eat again. I had the whole week off work and it was so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I work every day in the upcoming week, and I'm also house-sitting with Chris in Ahmerstburg, as well as getting ready for school and putting the finishing touches on the magazine. It was a nice break. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back more frequently I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-3979517499579418101?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3979517499579418101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3979517499579418101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/3979517499579418101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-4686807591142487773</id><published>2008-12-21T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:30:20.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" width="448" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.sun7news.com/flash.php?videoCode=43EXF2UfA98f876b41rt"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="videoCode=43EXF2UfA98f876b41rt"&gt;&lt;param name="BGCOLOR" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.sun7news.com/flash.php?videoCode=43EXF2UfA98f876b41rt" quality="high" width="448" height="355" align="" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="videoCode=43EXF2UfA98f876b41rt" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-4686807591142487773?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4686807591142487773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4686807591142487773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4686807591142487773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-about-me.html' title='It&apos;s All About Me'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-5993250637143292047</id><published>2008-12-19T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:23:03.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peru'/><title type='text'>Independent Activities</title><content type='html'>"Why does so much of what you do involve Chris tagging along?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have a lot of the same interests&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We like to spend time together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We get along great&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We work as a team excellently&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like spending time with him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good enough reasons? I'd think so. Others, apparently, do not. Despite the encouragement to go on vacation with Chris, I can't coach t-ball with him OR volunteer in Peru with him. Make sense to you, dear reader? Didn't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She knows it upsets me, but she says stupid crap like that anyways. Why? It doesn't make any sense and causes nothing but angst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-5993250637143292047?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5993250637143292047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/independent-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5993250637143292047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/5993250637143292047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/independent-activities.html' title='Independent Activities'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-7809427262930670317</id><published>2008-12-18T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:43:31.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>We're supposed to get 15 cm of snow, from now (2 am) until tomorrow at some point. I am not happy about this. I do not like snow. I do not like slippery sidewalks and heaping piles of snow at the curb. I dislike the sounds of shovels scraping pavement and the crunch of salt under my shoes as I cling to the railing, making my way down the stairs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short, I do not like snow. Or the cold, for that matter. Having a screw in my leg makes it hurt all that much more. I am unsteady on my feet and am often mistaken for a drunk because of how I walk. Snow just makes it worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I used to like snow. Maybe. At some point. All kids do, right? I just don't see the fun in going outside, getting turned into an icicle, just to make a snowman who (in this part of the world) is going to melt in 24 hours. This scenario makes no sense to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, so here's hoping that the snow doesn't fly tomorrow. In the meantime, I've been working on The Student Magazine and its coming along great! Despite last minute additions from the guy in charge (frustrating!) I've managed to put together a magazine that's only waiting for artwork. Wahoo! The majority of the work is done done done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The issue comes out in the middle of January, so look for it. It'll be excellent. But no promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, if it snows a bunch I can call in sick to work. And physio. Hmm ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-7809427262930670317?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7809427262930670317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7809427262930670317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/7809427262930670317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-4982819049584251650</id><published>2008-12-16T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:59:14.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Must Love Art</title><content type='html'>Seriously, when I signed up to do the layout for The Student Magazine, I did not sign up for artwork. I don't like pictures/artwork interspersed in my text, so I don't want to make the magazine look like that. Now, I know everyone else likes artwork, but not me! So everyone else should do it my way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was up until 3am, working on layout/doing nothing. Then I went to sleep and slept straight 'til 9 and then off and on until 1 when I had to pee so I got up. Now I'm just chatting on MSN and checking Facebook and email messages, and then I'll read for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris is in court RIGHT NOW to fight his driving ticket. I hope he wins. It was his fault, but he was worried about getting hit from behind. No one got hurt, there were hardly any damages to the lady's car - and he's already suffered enough. Let the boy drive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This evening I am going to the mall with Amanda. She has to get her boyfriend's Christmas present, plus she misses me, so we're going to hang out. It's almost Christmas time! Amanda goes to the college, so she finished exams over a week before I did. I'm done, Chris is done today, and all our sad little friends are still working away. Ha ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-4982819049584251650?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4982819049584251650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/must-love-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4982819049584251650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/4982819049584251650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/must-love-art.html' title='Must Love Art'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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-6520892136595391738.post-6462390061658895493</id><published>2008-12-14T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:01:40.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>It's Just Life: How Hard Can It Really Be?</title><content type='html'>I can never have a blog for more than one purpose. I had an "emo life" blog, on Livejournal. I had my Disney blog and my wheelchair blog on Wordpress. I haven't had a blog just for LIFE in quite a long time. So, here it is. This is just for life: my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're finding our voice while we're living our dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is great. Seriously. I don't think a lot of people can say they're truly happy. Despite all the challenges of the last year, I'm really happy with where I've gotten. Of course there are things I change - like I'd like to have a million bucks - but the 66 cents in my bank account isn't stopping me from doing anything (except chartering a yacht/jet, etc.). I'm done my third semester of school, and even though it was a hectic BUSY semester, I think I've come out on top and will get some pretty good grades. And if I don't - oh well! I passed everything, I'm very confident of that, so the credits are mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my Sparks and my Sunday School. The kids make me happy, and I like being as involved as I can be with a thousand different things, so they add to the list. Spend a couple hours with the kids, then send 'em home all hyped up and excited: my kinda thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Student Magazine is my largest project to date. I'm putting it all on paper (well, computer screen, then paper) this week. I'm very excited to see the final product. I've worked really hard, and so has Chris, Jazz and Peter, my partners in crime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My knee is getting better and better. I'm so proud of myself, as conceited as that might sound, because I've come so far. In August and September and the beginning of October to see me standing was a rare thing. Now I don't want to sit down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. Life is good. I miss Disney and my friends from Florida (and all over the world!) but I know when the time is right I'll get back there and see them again, so it doesn't trouble me too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is coming. I have 20 days off school. I'm VERY MUCH looking forward to next semester and completing my second year of University. I'm also looking for a new job: McDonalds is wearing on me, but it's money in my pocket right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I can't complain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Throw your hands up, 'cause we never gave in, and we'll sing hallelujah, we sang hallelujah, hallelujah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6520892136595391738-6462390061658895493?l=worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6462390061658895493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-just-life-how-hard-can-it-really-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6462390061658895493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6520892136595391738/posts/default/6462390061658895493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldsinyourpocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-just-life-how-hard-can-it-really-be.html' title='It&apos;s Just Life: How Hard Can It Really Be?'/><author><name>Ange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01818307824631668714</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></feed>
