<?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-4750160588993944828</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:23:06.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.kate.lyn.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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title='moved'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-9191373160717901410</id><published>2010-05-23T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T03:23:21.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer bucket list</title><content type='html'>what i hope to accomplish by the end of this summer..wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch a sunset, once a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep under the stars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a summer fling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read a book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try five new restaurants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try all baskin robbins flavors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bonfire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to the zoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lagoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;camping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay up for 48 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beat the million setlist song on rockband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;give food to a homeless man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dance in the rain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to play golf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a picnic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;say yes to everything for a day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;steal a street sign&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lie in a road and watch the lights change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write a rap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rollerblade through liberty park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sneak into a pool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;race in shopping carts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;karaoke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be in two places at once&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go thru a car wash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;message on an overpass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy person's meal behind in the drive thru&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;throw a surprise party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;race paper boats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to the museum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and the list goes on and on. this is just the most interesting ones that i wanted to share with the blogging world. i am up to 66 on my summer bucket list and i look forward to experiencing everything i have put on this list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-9191373160717901410?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/9191373160717901410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-bucket-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/9191373160717901410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f32/sks7/RainRainbow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 307px;" src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f32/sks7/RainRainbow.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utah has turned into seattle. and i am not complaining at all. as much as i love summer and laying out, i have found comfort in the recent downpour of water. rain. it replenishes our earth. it provides us with beautiful flowers. it keeps our rivers and lakes intact. it gives us the opportunity to sing and dance with no worries (with tap shoes, if you would like). it has started a fashion trend=rainboots. it has formed puddles that we can play in til we are soaking wet. it gives us sweet music to listen to as it pitter patters against our window.yes, rain may be gloomy, but it also gives us the chance to be grateful for the sun as well. and it's sorta nice to have a break from the billion degree utah weather that occurs in the summer. so rain rain don't go away. you are fitting my mood perfectly right now. keep coming until i decide that clouds are not the best therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-3014508243836217741?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3014508243836217741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain-rain-come-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3014508243836217741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3014508243836217741'/><link 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S-eoHP9wkmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/g436DSfH2So/s320/tumblr_l269dfcNWK1qza6kro1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469525114962874978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the first thing that stuck out to me in this picture was the anchor button. that's all i saw. out of all these buttons, that was what my eye was drawn too. anchors have become a huge part of my life now. they resemble delta gamma and embody hope. each time i see one it inspires me to keep that hope within myself alive. who knew that an anchor could hold so much power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-6519354172637343791?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6519354172637343791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/05/anchors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/6519354172637343791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/6519354172637343791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/05/anchors.html' title='anchors'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S-eoHP9wkmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/g436DSfH2So/s72-c/tumblr_l269dfcNWK1qza6kro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-8271587539912081380</id><published>2010-05-03T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:23:38.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is santa coming to visit?</title><content type='html'>it's may 2nd and snow has fallen. i am sorry, but did i ask for an early christmas this year? i think not. i asked for some sun and the deeg roof. but that is not going to happen this year. pro about the awful weather. finals week has decided to visit. 3 exams and 2 papers. i may just dig my grave now. or i may just ace my finals - ha ya that was a joke, i am taking comedy classes-and that wasn't very funny. this is what 2 cups of coffee and 1:22 am blogging does to you. looks like it is going to be an all nighter. see you after chemistry, research methods, and world music have destroyed my life. xoxo blog world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-8271587539912081380?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8271587539912081380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-santa-coming-to-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/8271587539912081380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/8271587539912081380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-santa-coming-to-visit.html' title='is santa coming to visit?'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-5377514333914926730</id><published>2010-04-25T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:15:22.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>they say home is where the heart is. i guess i haven't found my home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/TXDHnZ3kaKzsrlNmc9Mv4rwAMW85o3UwjuvFv6FEyrY_/haunted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 276px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/TXDHnZ3kaKzsrlNmc9Mv4rwAMW85o3UwjuvFv6FEyrY_/haunted.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingrid spoke to me today. she tends to do that a lot. i have been thinking a lot about my home aka sandy. i know it's only twenty minutes from my humble abode of the deeg, but it has gained some very special importance to me this semester. i never realized how much i take for the granted the beautiful place i was raised in. at one point i thought my life had moved up to the u, to the big city of salt lake, but now i am realizing, my life is still residing in sandy and i am so very happy it has waited for me there. every time i take the drive to foothill blvd, hop on the i-215, say hello to suicide rock, pass the ocean and molcasalsa, take a glimpse at all the fast food joints i kept in business as a high schooler, then take that right turn onto creek road, i realize that i am home and it's comforting. it's that safe zone that some don't get. i use to hate this drive. and now i cherish it and do everything in my power to stay in that bubble. the people that love me most. my parents and nerdherd. they reside in this small bubble and it's nice to know that i can always just take a twenty minute drive to return to it. i have never been so ecstatic to enjoy my summer in sandy. i forgot how much i love the nice weather there. the trees are different, almost like they carry an innocence (ya that sounded way crazy i know) i'd like to thank ingrid and her great song "are we there yet" for helping me remember where the heart is, and that i have definitely found my home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-5377514333914926730?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5377514333914926730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/04/they-say-home-is-where-heart-is-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5377514333914926730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5377514333914926730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/04/they-say-home-is-where-heart-is-i-guess.html' title='they say home is where the heart is. i guess i haven&apos;t found my home.'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-5812572864252251055</id><published>2010-04-19T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:57:19.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/08_03/outofbody2308_468x304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/08_03/outofbody2308_468x304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An outer body experience can be defined as the process of transiently separating the consciousness (spirit) from the physical body, such that the person and world are observed from outside of the body. I read more about this experience and found it occurred mostly in the cases of religious and spiritual situations, however for me it does not quite match up with that. I feel as though I am watching myself grow into a woman (not just a girl, but a grown woman) I can see my thoughts changing. I am grasping things from a better perspective, I am learning to take things with a grain of salt. I can literally see myself changing, not just feeling it. I feel like a bystander watching this transformation and it is rather exciting. That slump I have talked about...yes I am still in it, however, I have made some changes recently within myself, at least I think I have, and it is interesting how I feel. Refreshed. That's a good way to describe my feeling. As confused as I am about life, I also have this arms wide open mentality that I haven't had and it is somewhat comforting...and frightening at the same time. I never thought that I could learn more about myself. I thought I had figured that part out. But with each lesson I learn, I find that it builds me up into more of a person, every trail I go through gives me character, adding to Katelyn (yes, I just referred to myself in third person, it's that whole outer body deal) Okay, so maybe I am a late bloomer and everyone has already experienced this part of their life, but I just wanted to ramble about it. Even if my rambles aren't read, it's nice to sort it out. If you do read this, I apologize for my jumbled thoughts. Hope they are semi entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-5812572864252251055?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5812572864252251055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/04/out-of-body.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5812572864252251055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5812572864252251055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/04/out-of-body.html' title='out of body'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-3887963997815950076</id><published>2010-03-31T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:52:18.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taggg. you're it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was tagged by my good friend chlo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(128, 0, 64); font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;What song has captured your mind lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(128, 0, 64); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pursuit of happiness-kid cudi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What TV show do you catch regularly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;gossip girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What book really has lately engaged you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my chemistry book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What movie do you find yourself re-watching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;aladdin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is something that is over-rated lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything on the radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the best kept secret in music you NEED to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;pandora. it's the only way to go. has saved me quite a bit while studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What comfort food has been important to you as of late?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tortilla chips. i know, it's weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What place is your hiding place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;the marriot library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you collect anything? if so what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;chlo took mine, which is quotes. i look at one each day. it seems to make things become clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What beverage is a daily consumable to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;orange juice? i kicked the dc habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What store or shop do you frequent the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forever21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who are your favorite male/women celebs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;male-bradley cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;female-i am loving sandra bullock right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favorite Color as of late?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;lilac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i tagggg...heidi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4750160588993944828-3887963997815950076?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3887963997815950076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/taggg-youre-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3887963997815950076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3887963997815950076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/taggg-youre-it.html' title='taggg. you&apos;re it!'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-7487410050780044654</id><published>2010-03-18T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:24:34.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i am a person who has a relationship with the shuffle button on my ipod. it allows me to mix things up and get a different feel of music every 3-5 minutes. everytime i do listen to my ipod or itunes and shuffle, one song always comes on..sometimes even twice. it's called better by regina spektor. i have come to the conclusion that my ipod is telling me that this is going to the anthem to my life. it always seems to be such a fulfilling song to listen to. one of those ones that will brighten your day and i feel like regina is actually talking to me when she is singing the song in my headphones. thank you shuffle. you have given me a new song to live through. it's always a pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.phillynews.com/inquirer/inthemix/regina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 169px;" src="http://blogs.phillynews.com/inquirer/inthemix/regina.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some lines from my anthem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;born like sisters to this world&lt;br /&gt;in a town where blood ties are only blood&lt;br /&gt;if you never say your name out loud to anyone&lt;br /&gt;they can never ever call by it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i kiss you where it's sore&lt;br /&gt;will you feel better?&lt;br /&gt;will you feel anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-7487410050780044654?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7487410050780044654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/shuffle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/7487410050780044654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/7487410050780044654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/shuffle.html' title='shuffle'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-4003566971443325108</id><published>2010-03-15T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:32:25.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tis the season</title><content type='html'>it's that time of the year where i all of a sudden get addicted to swimsuit shopping. i don't know why i get this urge, because i really hate being in a swimsuit, however i can't help but constantly look at all sorts of websites looking for that perfect swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S56J9BwZh4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/7QOAb3tYyGo/s1600-h/erez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S56J9BwZh4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/7QOAb3tYyGo/s320/erez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448944280701339522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is one that is lucky to have made the cut this year. downside: SO EXPENSIVE! that's the thing i don't understand about swimsuits. with the lack of fabric that is used you would think they wouldn't cost as much as a shirt, jeans and shoes combined together. and really, is a swimsuit that worth it. it's frustrating because i am in love with these swimsuits that cost as much as my left arm...i don't think that made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, spring break t minus 7 days. can't wait to be sleeping next to the pacific ocean where hopefully i can catch a few rays and come back with a glow. i am in desperate need of this vaca. i know i say that each time...but i really mean it on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for this swimsuit. so long. my budget just isn't going to cut it for you. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-4003566971443325108?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4003566971443325108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/tis-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/4003566971443325108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/4003566971443325108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/tis-season.html' title='tis the season'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S56J9BwZh4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/7QOAb3tYyGo/s72-c/erez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-944225735047205476</id><published>2010-03-11T01:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:31:28.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S5i1-nzRO7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VO7KsZiE0o0/s1600-h/n620591534_2464424_4376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447303836745153458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S5i1-nzRO7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VO7KsZiE0o0/s320/n620591534_2464424_4376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this woman right here is my mother. but she isn't just my mom, she is my best friend. she is my heart. i am her. when i am upset, just hearing her say hello will make me cry, because she is my comfort zone. she doesn't judge me for the person i am or the decisions i make. words to describe her-outstanding. beautiful. strong. funny. stubborn. poised. smart. loving. a little paranoid (but you gotta love it). caring. i take advantage of her. this mother LOVES to check up on me quite a bit. i get annoyed. but i forget that it is because she absolutely adores me and that i am her world. it's so nice knowing that i have the heart of someone who will never leave me because of the person i am. she will always love me. the bond of a mother and daughter is truly amazing. i am starting to realize that our bond is strengthening with each day. i value her more and more each day. i find myself still needing my mom everyday, even though i am getting older. i still enjoy cuddling with her on sunday afternoons. i still love when she does my hair. i still think that she is the most beautiful woman i know. she has taught me everything. she has given me values and structure. she has allowed me to grow on my own but guided me in the right direction when i have been led astray. this is my mom jenny. and she's pretty great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-944225735047205476?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/944225735047205476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/jenny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/944225735047205476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/944225735047205476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/jenny.html' title='jenny'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S5i1-nzRO7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VO7KsZiE0o0/s72-c/n620591534_2464424_4376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-1273991319608585944</id><published>2010-03-02T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:10:32.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You were not created to be the same as men. Your natural attributes, affections, and personalities are entirely different from these of a man. They consist of faithfulness, benevolence, kindness, and charity. They also balance the more aggressive and competitive nature of man. The business world is competitive and sometimes ruthless. We do not doubt that women have both the brain power and the skills to compete with men. But by competing they must of necessity, become aggressive and competitive. Thus their godly attributes are diminished and they acquire a quality of sameness with man. The conventional wisdom of the day would have you be equal with men. We say, we would not have you descend to that level." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-1273991319608585944?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1273991319608585944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/1273991319608585944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/1273991319608585944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-girl.html' title='being a girl'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-2362041905979019904</id><published>2010-03-01T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:46:09.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear jane. i blogged.</title><content type='html'>hi my name is katelyn and i haven't blogged for quite some time. so yes it's been a while since me and the blog world have had a date. i just haven't had much to talk about. my thoughts haven't been as insightful as i hope they usually are. let's just say i have been in what many call a rutt, slump, funk...all the above? i thought that once you hit the age of twenty, things start making a little more sense. wow was i wrong. however i came across this blog post via chloee via rockstar diaries that made me feel like i had something worthy to blog about. so here i am. it's called katelyn's list of 10 things that make her terribly happy. even if blog readers don't care, it will help me with that "all the above" problem i have been experiencing recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;katelyn's list of 10 things that make her terribly happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                        1. mocha's from beans and brew. the best pick me up ever.&lt;br /&gt;                                        2. running miles through the avenues.&lt;br /&gt;                                        3. discovering new music that no one knows about.&lt;br /&gt;                                        4. online shopping. expecting a delivery any day now actually.&lt;br /&gt;                                        5. cuddling. it makes you feel so safe.&lt;br /&gt;                                        6. finding a quote and applying it to my day.&lt;br /&gt;                                        7. fuzzy socks. my feet have a circulation problem apparently.&lt;br /&gt;                                        8. long drives at night with the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;                                        9. disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;                                      10. star gazing. it's great when you get a shooting star to wish on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like with a busy schedule, i never seem to sit back and realize just how great my life is. okay so there are times where i am almost positive lady luck is out to get me, however, i am beginning to understand that maybe it's a test. and i am experiencing lessons that i must overcome and learn from. yes, i am just figuring this out. it's that whole patient stubborn attitude i was so lucky to gain as a child. here is my list, i suggest you make one too. because i guess it's always nice to be terribly happy.&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-2362041905979019904?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2362041905979019904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-jane-i-blogged.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/2362041905979019904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/2362041905979019904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-jane-i-blogged.html' title='dear jane. i blogged.'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-5021384229420685542</id><published>2010-02-03T22:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:49:58.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ambition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S2ptWB1euXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T0IAQE6Idk4/s1600-h/SLCMarathonSkyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S2ptWB1euXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T0IAQE6Idk4/s320/SLCMarathonSkyline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434276125593221490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my goal: run this. me and a couple dgs have decided we are going to run a half marathon on april 17th. i am really excited slash a little worried i am in over my head. but i figure if i have my girls next to me then i will be able to get through it. i have found running to be the best kind of therapy, especially when i get the lovely treat of doing it through the avenues. so yes i may be ambitious, but i feel like ambition is such an intriguing quality. it drives people to aspire and grow more. i am looking forward to this challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-5021384229420685542?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5021384229420685542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/02/ambition.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-3324330163940068473</id><published>2010-01-28T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:22:34.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the death of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;chemistry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raystoreylighting.com/chem/images/chemistry%20selection2%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 435px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.raystoreylighting.com/chem/images/chemistry%20selection2%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this class is already during into the biggest nuisance of my life. i feel like all i think about is chemistry. i had my first lab today and this picture explains everything i was looking at, clueless, while doing it. makes you rethink what you really wanna do with your life? hopefully i will be able to survive the class so i can figure that part out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-3324330163940068473?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3324330163940068473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/death-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3324330163940068473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3324330163940068473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/death-of-me.html' title='the death of me'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-4010526754813878769</id><published>2010-01-27T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:37:17.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in search of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yoshinagai.com/photos/images/20080608012711_sunset%20beach_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.yoshinagai.com/photos/images/20080608012711_sunset%20beach_800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be somewhere warm. a place where my toes can breathe. where i can lounge all day and worry about my tan instead of chemistry, money or boys. paradise. that is what i am searching for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-4010526754813878769?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4010526754813878769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-search-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/4010526754813878769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/4010526754813878769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-search-of.html' title='in search of'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-7707045812142231886</id><published>2010-01-12T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:25:00.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nerdherd</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;to my girls of nerdherd,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just realized that i have never given a shout out to you girls. you all were and are my everything ever since middle slash high school. vanessa.sarah.jaclyn.jill.laurenr.laurenp.haley. seven girls that i have stuck with through all my teenage experiences. each one bring a greater quality to our group that was named nerdherd by that boy i use to crush on. we have grown up together, inspiring each other to be the best of friends. now we are getting a little older, two of you are engaged, getting married in less than six months. i don't see you as often anymore because of all our different schedules and busy lives, but when we do get together it is like the olc times. the times where our voice volume rises quickly, the loudest gets to talk of course. you seem to always make me forget about my busy life and sit back and enjoy myself. life would not be the same without you, and i definitely would not be the person i am today if it weren't for the friendship and lvoe each of you brought to our group. forever and always nerd herd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;katelyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;here's to our old memories and the many more exciting ones to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ugly sweater party&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zizb8YjRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5hdlKOG7veg/s1600-h/19562_1274793680794_1558500031_30733450_2138738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425961024376835346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zizb8YjRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5hdlKOG7veg/s320/19562_1274793680794_1558500031_30733450_2138738_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first annual nerd herd christmas party&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziy3fAftI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AsCI7tnnBP0/s1600-h/n521563860_1268735_707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425961014589947602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziy3fAftI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AsCI7tnnBP0/s320/n521563860_1268735_707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziysjJhAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VANSi5lnd7A/s1600-h/19841_233511618860_521563860_3314497_2385550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425961011654525954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziysjJhAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VANSi5lnd7A/s320/19841_233511618860_521563860_3314497_2385550_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;second annual nerd herd christmas party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziZ2kF6gI/AAAAAAAAAIk/bQytgyqVb7k/s1600-h/16559_214139878860_521563860_3214972_2588737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425960584846109186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziZ2kF6gI/AAAAAAAAAIk/bQytgyqVb7k/s320/16559_214139878860_521563860_3214972_2588737_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziZUWDBlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mK_BCZPE2w8/s1600-h/10938_191127463860_521563860_3114594_4575386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425960575660394066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziZUWDBlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mK_BCZPE2w8/s320/10938_191127463860_521563860_3114594_4575386_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the laurens' birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziZIbu7dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Kpwn5YNME4o/s1600-h/n521563860_546144_4243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425960572463017426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziZIbu7dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Kpwn5YNME4o/s320/n521563860_546144_4243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spring break trip-st.george&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziY5-wPLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w9cHng0isiY/s1600-h/2008-04-08+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425960568583371954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziY5-wPLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w9cHng0isiY/s320/2008-04-08+129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;graduation party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziYWz-RzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pSygrITzZpY/s1600-h/n521563860_649350_8672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425960559142913842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ziYWz-RzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pSygrITzZpY/s320/n521563860_649350_8672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgSDti9yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dxJYTvsbSNI/s1600-h/n521563860_649352_9470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425958251913213730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgSDti9yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dxJYTvsbSNI/s320/n521563860_649352_9470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgR9RC_9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/iN6gosMWd9Q/s1600-h/n521563860_646961_6477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425958250183065554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgR9RC_9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/iN6gosMWd9Q/s320/n521563860_646961_6477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgRsbnQMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/r7sp4_WuxdQ/s1600-h/2008-06-05+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425958245663981762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgRsbnQMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/r7sp4_WuxdQ/s320/2008-06-05+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lauren r's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgRWLhadI/AAAAAAAAAHk/d83bMWE-sSs/s1600-h/n550757244_2225854_2715589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425958239690910162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgRWLhadI/AAAAAAAAAHk/d83bMWE-sSs/s320/n550757244_2225854_2715589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jill's farewell dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgQ-gG7VI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RL4IDVqMMHo/s1600-h/n521563860_1515570_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425958233334803794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0zgQ-gG7VI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RL4IDVqMMHo/s320/n521563860_1515570_21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;studio 600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze_afy0JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9o6poY3n03Q/s1600-h/n620591534_1722771_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425956832100405394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze_afy0JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9o6poY3n03Q/s320/n620591534_1722771_1700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;breast cancer party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze-oyqxBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Q_hV2d4Rhgs/s1600-h/n620591534_1559411_9832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425956818757796882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze-oyqxBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Q_hV2d4Rhgs/s320/n620591534_1559411_9832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze-W8W0YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Arl6AaqB9oM/s1600-h/n521563860_653576_7046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425956813966594434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze-W8W0YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Arl6AaqB9oM/s320/n521563860_653576_7046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/S0ze962wi6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/iLpekrCLUyc/s1600-h/new+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4750160588993944828-7707045812142231886?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7707045812142231886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/nerdherd.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-8570771674382034939</id><published>2010-01-06T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:51:21.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>opposites</title><content type='html'>it is interesting to think about how the opposite state is always a little more appealing. for example, i have straight hair therefore i want curly hair. i am taller so i long to be shorter. when it's cold outside i want it to be hot. the boy that like you, you don't like, but the one you want, you can't have. if i had the opposites i know i would want all these things vice versa. this whole entire break, i have done nothing. nothing at all. i have packed up boxes here and there, but whenever i have a break off of school, i long to be right back in it. i don't understand this feeling because i know in two weeks i will be wanting to be in my bed watching abc and disney marathons slash my new obsession for jersey shore and facebooking til my eyes get tired. i guess it's the old saying "you want what you can't have." so at this point, i guess i will just embrace my straight hair, my height, and the cold weather and maybe one day i will understand why this happens in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-8570771674382034939?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/8570771674382034939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/opposites.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/8570771674382034939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/8570771674382034939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/opposites.html' title='opposites'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-4933250672611059669</id><published>2010-01-03T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:01:10.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty ten</title><content type='html'>so the time has come to make those resolutions. one that usually get broken by the end of the month. i am not going to be one of those people that falls under this category. i plan on sticking to what i want to see change and make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;-stop drinking diet coke (two days down, 363 more to go)&lt;br /&gt;-work out three times a week&lt;br /&gt;-each morning wake up with the mindset "it's going to be a good day"&lt;br /&gt;-learn patience&lt;br /&gt;-make a library visit at least two times a week, even if it's not entirely necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am looking at 2010 as my new start to a better person i want to grow into. although these resolutions are pretty generic, i am looking forward to this new year because i am looking at it as that fresh start (i know, it's pretty cliche) we will see how it ends up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-4933250672611059669?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4933250672611059669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/twenty-ten.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/4933250672611059669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/4933250672611059669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2010/01/twenty-ten.html' title='twenty ten'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-532624381989025830</id><published>2009-12-28T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:19:49.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://brianon.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/the-hangover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://brianon.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/the-hangover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this break i have found a new movie to watch twenty times in two weeks. this movie is called the hangover, and it is a classic. it's about these four guys who go to vegas for a bachelor party, but have a little too much fun and don't remember anything that happened the night before. in the process of experiencing memory loss, they lose one of their friends aka the groom. they have to try and retrace their steps and remember what happened the night before to find their friend doug. i have watched this movie probably once each day within the last week and it gets better and better each time. bonus: bradley cooper. it is hilarious and still makes me laugh. if you haven't seen it yet i suggest watching it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some quotes that make the movie what it is:&lt;br /&gt;-"i didn't know they gave rings out at the holocaust"&lt;br /&gt;-"i have a question. you probably get this a lot, but this isn't the real caesar's palace, is it?"&lt;br /&gt;-"would you please put some pants on? i feel weird having to ask you twice."&lt;br /&gt;-"we're a wolf pack of four, wandering the desert, searching for strippers and cocaine."&lt;br /&gt;-"it's not a purse. it's a satchel. indiana jones wore one!"&lt;br /&gt;-"he was a RAtard"&lt;br /&gt;this song is probably my favorite part of the entire movie&lt;br /&gt;"What do tigers dream of when they take their little tiger snooze? Do they dream of mauling zebras, or Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit? Don't you worry your pretty striped head, we're gonna get you back to Tyson and your cozy tiger bed. And then we're gonna find our best friend Doug, and then we're gonna give him a best friend hug. Doug, Doug, oh, Doug, Dougie, Dougie, Doug, Doug! But if he's been murdered by crystal meth tweakers, well then we're shit out of luck."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-532624381989025830?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/532624381989025830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/12/hungover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/532624381989025830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/532624381989025830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/12/hungover.html' title='hungover'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-857308007141055868</id><published>2009-12-22T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:31:56.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home for the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pt.softpicks.net/screenshots/Free-Christmas-Time-Screensaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 204px;" src="http://pt.softpicks.net/screenshots/Free-Christmas-Time-Screensaver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;christmas time. the time of year that i have grown to love even more with age. for me, it's not about the presents. it's about the way the tree sparkles with ornaments we have used since i was little, the lights framing my house, the snow glistening throughout the streets, the smell of christmas, the fireplace warming the room, the innocence of santa and how he puts excitement into every child, the birthday of jesus christ, a thought that sometimes gets lost in the presents and gift wrapping. christmas has become more complex for me. i don't care about what i receive or the value of a present. i care about remembering the one who gave this world life, the one who gave me a family that is good to me and loves me unconditionally. christmas puts cheer in my heart. it allows me to remember why my family is my world. it brings old friends together, in times of trouble and in times of joy. this christmas has taken me "home" for the holidays, allowing me to spend time with those who i have forgotten and spending more time with those that i haven't made time for. christmas brings nostalgia. warmth and comfort throughout my home and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-857308007141055868?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/857308007141055868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-for-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/857308007141055868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/857308007141055868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='home for the holidays'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-6830454228026880648</id><published>2009-12-08T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:57:47.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo gossip girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Sx6FcWMLq5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/0TE_Y-3EOAg/s1600-h/normal_gossip-girl-grupp02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Sx6FcWMLq5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/0TE_Y-3EOAg/s320/normal_gossip-girl-grupp02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412910524185422738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.the men of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4750160588993944828-6830454228026880648?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/6830454228026880648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/12/xoxo-gossip-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-2720230180769123551</id><published>2009-12-04T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:18:21.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeps me going</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"many people have told me that i've changed....but i think i have just found myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-2720230180769123551?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2720230180769123551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/12/keeos-me-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://karencombs.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://karencombs.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. a day of family. a day where i think of all the things i am grateful for. a day that makes me realize how lucky i am. i have thought a lot today about the things i am &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thankful &lt;/span&gt;for. my parents are at the top of that list along with my brother, kennedy. the fact that i have a roof over my head and that i could enjoy such a great dinner with the people i love the most in the world. besides that i am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for my friends, the ones i grew up with to the ones that are new, but i know they will be for a lifetime. i have &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; towards my sorority sisters, to delta gamma, for helping me grow into a better person daily. allowing me to learn more about myself and those around me. i give &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; to all the great oppurtunities i have been given throughout my life. i am starting to realize that with each experience i encounter, the more it impacts me all together, and that makes me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for this life in general. it is just hitting me how &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blessed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i am and how the world around me is such an amazing place. so thanksgiving, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for helping me realize what this day stands for. that it is to recognize just how outstanding everything is and realize what this earth has to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-2154558816147281931?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2154558816147281931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/2154558816147281931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/2154558816147281931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks.html' title='give thanks'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-3981747743912317633</id><published>2009-11-24T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:40:24.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty</title><content type='html'>on november 22nd, i stepped out of the teen realm and now have no choice in going back. i turned twenty and for some reason it has been kind of strange. i did not think that twenty would be such a big deal...but it is. is age really a number or does one year older make a complete difference in the person i am today? it is one year closer to twenty one, where the title of adult takes all ownership. i sense the twenties are when life has the most life altering changes. career choices, marriages, babies. i see this already taking effect on the people around me, those that i have loved and had in my life for many years. two of my best friends are engaged, so does that mean i am now behind schedule because i am older then them? not being a teen. i thought it would be soo nice to say i am twenty, but it sounds abnormal coming out of my mouth. i know i will eventually find love in the age of twenty. it is just going to take a while to warm up to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-3981747743912317633?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3981747743912317633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/twenty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3981747743912317633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3981747743912317633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/twenty.html' title='twenty'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-5050623970849957837</id><published>2009-11-02T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:42:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for hope, for strength, for life.</title><content type='html'>some pictures of my beautiful pledge class, g3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399778623282421026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Su_eDHJ_HSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-sQqXqmcm2g/s320/n1148916969_234915_1576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399778620435054754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Su_eC8jHwKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1BOmL4Swyr4/s320/n550256915_1496664_6971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399778613495721906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Su_eCisp77I/AAAAAAAAAGU/LPIILVLEREQ/s320/n524973218_1534873_8311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399778613144935010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Su_eChZBWmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/G_R_7AkKEOU/s320/n502512906_1427443_3723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399778604229937730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Su_eCALhSkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/T3OPlfovFZA/s320/7731_138101642310_777132310_2409633_5092300_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week our new members have their i-week and it has made me realize how grateful i am to have my g3 girls. they are the most outstanding people i know. each one brings such a unique quality to our pledge class. i know that they are there for me whenever i need them. they are the core of why i love delta gamma so much. they experienced this week with me and we learned so much about each other and i could not ask for a better week in my life. i would never replace it or change it. the laughter, the tears, the excitement, everything about it. i will always have this bond with these girls in particular because we experienced the same week. i know i rant and rave about dg but it truly means the world to me and that is my two cents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-5050623970849957837?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5050623970849957837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-hope-for-strength-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5050623970849957837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5050623970849957837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-hope-for-strength-for-life.html' title='for hope, for strength, for life.'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Su_eDHJ_HSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-sQqXqmcm2g/s72-c/n1148916969_234915_1576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-1903170978856490416</id><published>2009-11-01T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:05:15.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.how i feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;random thoughts for the day while i struggle to study in the library&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;school seems to not be on my side. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it snowed this last week, i now remember how much i love california. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the autumn leaves always put me in a better mood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my mom is truly my best friend and seeing her always reminds me how great a woman she is. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;delta gamma is my life. it is what i wake up to and fall asleep to. it inspires me to excel to my fullest potential.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;american civilization is really pointless, and who really needs to know about history anyways. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am addicted to big gulps-diet coke with lemon. that's the first time i have ever said that. it is frightening.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish i could remember how to play the piano. seven years of lessons did nothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to move to the east coast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disney movies are the greatest. i would love to meet aladdin one day. i think i am in love with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my brother is eighteen and taller then me, i will be twenty in 21 days. when did i grow up?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love my dg family. my big is the best example in the world and my little always puts a smile on my face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i miss my cat, bandit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my body is going to give out on me any day now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i stay up way to late. and i am still asking myself why i took a 7 30 am class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the ukulele is an amazing instrument.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i feel inspired when i watch the biggest loser. even though i am usually eating as i watch it. i really dislike tracy too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have found that priscilla ahn and rosi golan are pretty much the best thing to listen to right now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;even though i hate snow, i can't wait for christmas time. i love christmas music, the decorations, everything about it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am weirdly obsessed with glee. sweet caroline has become my ultimate favorite song because the boy who sang it on the show.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish the spice girls were still together. i feel like they truly got me when i was a preteen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what really is muckraking?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need to get back into giving back to the community. i forgot how much i enjoy it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the utah football team has not done very well this year. it's very depressing. maybe next year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;parking behind the deeg is my ultimate pet peeve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i would like my life to be like a fairy tale. with a prince charming and the happily ever after ending.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why are chuck bass and nate archibald fictional characters? it would be appreciated if they could just move to utah. gossip girl could still work well in the state.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i feel like i sleep in the middle of first south a good majority of the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oregon trail. the entertainment of my elementary days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i miss some good friends on missions. did not realize how different it would be with them gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am addicted to facebook. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-1903170978856490416?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1903170978856490416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/1903170978856490416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/1903170978856490416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-i-feel.html' title='.how i feel.'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-7053103615686653462</id><published>2009-10-09T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:13:18.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week we had our big/lil sis week for the new girls going through. i was ecstatic because i got to continue my family and be a big sister. each day we would get different things for them relating to me and her and then would leave silly clues for her to try and guess who i was. on thursday, we had the revealing and everyone found out who their big was. i got the best little named kate sackas. she is too legit and i absolutely love her. i am so excited to be a big sis and have someone i get to watch over now. it's weird that i am a sophomore now. i still feel like a freshman, but then i see our cute new pledges and remember that i am definitely not a freshman haha. here are some pictures of my beautiful little sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390680129209485282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Ss-LBDdJx-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/G5pJOFL0hco/s320/9430_147473098752_701468752_2730818_4445317_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390680118087671506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 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type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/10/revealed.html' title='revealed'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/Ss-LBDdJx-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/G5pJOFL0hco/s72-c/9430_147473098752_701468752_2730818_4445317_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-80274154624337606</id><published>2009-09-05T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:21:41.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new sisters</title><content type='html'>this last week, greek row got new additions to each house. our house took 36 hot new little dg pledges. i am seriously obsessed. after this week, it reminded me why i love dg so much and how grateful i am to have it in my life. i have met girls that i now could never live without. and i can't wait to get to know all the girls that just came through. i can't imagine what my life would like if i didn't have dg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVJdYKK_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-Z08KgOSQjI/s1600-h/6600_123613307310_777132310_2254446_5370704_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVJdYKK_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-Z08KgOSQjI/s320/6600_123613307310_777132310_2254446_5370704_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378095263515290610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;panhellenic day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVKoUDbfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RymPMM3dZcM/s1600-h/9122_132238012620_635392620_2956872_8345359_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVKoUDbfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RymPMM3dZcM/s320/9122_132238012620_635392620_2956872_8345359_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378095283630730738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;philanthropy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVJwDvnVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Z283ptxTaUA/s1600-h/7731_126030937310_777132310_2282192_5884014_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVJwDvnVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Z283ptxTaUA/s320/7731_126030937310_777132310_2282192_5884014_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378095268529937746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pref night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVKdCulQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YAZwKPWBv3o/s1600-h/7731_126035182310_777132310_2282213_8189040_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVKdCulQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YAZwKPWBv3o/s320/7731_126035182310_777132310_2282213_8189040_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378095280605271298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;waiting for the new girls!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVLEsY3GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8djPXbAazAM/s1600-h/9122_132235642620_635392620_2956691_2219225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVLEsY3GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8djPXbAazAM/s320/9122_132235642620_635392620_2956691_2219225_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378095291248991330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the first football game was on the same day as bid day. we played utah state and won by quite a bit. can't wait for the rest of the season!!!&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/4750160588993944828-80274154624337606?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/80274154624337606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/80274154624337606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/80274154624337606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-sisters.html' title='new sisters'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SqLVJdYKK_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-Z08KgOSQjI/s72-c/6600_123613307310_777132310_2254446_5370704_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-7384260074284829066</id><published>2009-08-30T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:46:37.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one week down</title><content type='html'>so the first week of my sophomore year is officially over. it's kind of a surreal thing to think about. i only have classes on tuesdays and thursdays, 7:30 am to 1:45 pm. i know the early morning class makes me want to cry just thinking about it. after my first day i had this feeling of anxiety build up in me realizing how much i need to FOCUS this semester. that is the biggest key to me doing well this semester. the awful part about all my classes are tons and tons of reading. it is slightly stressing me out. fall recruitment started yesterday, first time going through on the other side. it was so much fun, but very exhausting. i can't wait to get new members in our house, especially since we just got the whole house remodeled with new furniture, painting, a new fire sprinkling system, etc. it looks so great! i am currently obsessed. the first football game is on thursday against utah state which is awesome because i have been having withdrawals from football recently due to my all of a sudden busy week. i feel real good about this fall. i can feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-7384260074284829066?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7384260074284829066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-week-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/7384260074284829066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/7384260074284829066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-week-down.html' title='one week down'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-401240608438552002</id><published>2009-08-16T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:13:30.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>orange sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;for me, music is a way to get away from reality for 3 minutes. it's what&lt;br /&gt;can change my mood instantly. i find that music can mean so many different&lt;br /&gt;things to certain people, depending on their experiences they are going through&lt;br /&gt;at that moment in their life. it's weird how a song can remind you of that&lt;br /&gt;certain someone or that moment when something life altering occurred.&lt;br /&gt;one song in particular that i am obsessed with is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange sky by alexi murdoch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i could listen to this song over and over again and have a different emotion each time.&lt;br /&gt;one question, what would this world be like without music? i would really not&lt;br /&gt;like to think of that, music seems to be the only thing that stays constant in&lt;br /&gt;my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-401240608438552002?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/401240608438552002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/08/orange-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/401240608438552002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/401240608438552002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/08/orange-sky.html' title='orange sky'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-1637603876066491936</id><published>2009-08-04T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:26:32.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a list</title><content type='html'>august has hit. i knew july was going to fly by. i am not complaining though i am ready for school. i have started a list of things i still need to do before school starts, maybe it will make the last part of summer interesting.&lt;br /&gt;1. unclutter my closet. see if &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;feng shui&lt;/span&gt;-ing my room actually works. my closet is exploding, i never thought the day would come where i go shopping and don't buy something because i am trying to picture where that piece of clothing will fit into my overpacked closet. i think that is my mothers voice inside my head turning into me. eek.&lt;br /&gt;2. read a book. i haven't done this at all the entire summer, which is weird with all the time i have actually had. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;any suggestions for a good read&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;3. finish buying books. i bought most of my books for school. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;half.com is legit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. classifying it under one of my best friends. but there are a couple books that i still need to get.&lt;br /&gt;4. start running. i have made a goal to get back into &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jogging starting august 1st&lt;/span&gt;. that goal hasn't really started unfortunately. it's too dang hot after 10 am and i have the worse time getting up in the morning. tomorrow is the day, i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;5. cut down on the dc. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;diet coke&lt;/span&gt; has become an addiction, so i am planning on only having one a week until hopefully it becomes a once a month thing or not at all. water really is the best drink.&lt;br /&gt;6. go on a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hike &lt;/span&gt;once a week. a couple weeks ago i went hiking with my mom and enjoyed it wayyy too much. now i just need to make time to do it once a week.&lt;br /&gt;7. camp. my stepdad got this &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;killer new camper&lt;/span&gt; that i still haven't had the pleasure of enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;8. boating. haven't gone boating once this entire summer. it is depressing to think about.&lt;br /&gt;9. start packing up. move in date for the deeg is august 21 so i need to start getting my life all together in boxes. i am so excited to move in. i think fall semester is going to be unreal.&lt;br /&gt;10. spend time with the family. my mom and i promised each other we would spend AT LEAST 8 hours a week together. i know it sounds awful promising such a thing, but it actually is really hard, with how we always seem to be home at different times.&lt;br /&gt;11. get in one more road trip. i love these. and i get to experience one on saturday thanks to j. greer. we are going to stay at her house in san diego for a couple days. can't wait. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i love the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. and last, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENJOY THE REST OF THE SUMMER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cause i know when that first snowflake hits the ground, i am going to be missing this 100 degree weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-1637603876066491936?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/1637603876066491936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/08/list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/1637603876066491936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/1637603876066491936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/08/list.html' title='a list'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-5033010157377558701</id><published>2009-07-15T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:06:23.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new find</title><content type='html'>heard this quote today and for some reason it stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting" - e.e.cummings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-5033010157377558701?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5033010157377558701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5033010157377558701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5033010157377558701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-find.html' title='new find'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-7098822442047358168</id><published>2009-07-11T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:57:40.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.savagechickens.com/images/chickenpatience.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.savagechickens.com/images/chickenpatience.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;patience is a virtue. but not for me. i am probably the most impatient person alive (exaggeration yes. but maybe true?) i am not really sure why i lack the ability to be patient, but i feel like as i get older i need to try and develop this trait. i'd like to blame it on my mother, because that's what i do about a lot of things, such as the fact that i worry about everything. however i do not think i learned it from her. i hate waiting around for things, being late, and letting things happen in their own time. being patient has come up a lot in my life recently with decisions of what classes to take for school, what i actually want to be if i ever grow up, will i ever get married (i know this is crazy to think, but in utah it comes up a lot, even if you are only nineteen), all those weird thoughts that go on in a girls brain. i want a crystal ball so i can see if what i want is going to be the right thing for me. not this whole waiting it out and "being patient". but i guess i am going to need to figure out how to manage my tendency to be impatient because time machines and crystal balls don't really exist. sad story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-7098822442047358168?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/7098822442047358168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/07/patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/7098822442047358168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/7098822442047358168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/07/patience.html' title='patience'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-4458041159621439811</id><published>2009-07-04T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:44:02.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>independence day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://outofthefostercarebox.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/fireworks-1-tm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 171px;" src="http://outofthefostercarebox.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/fireworks-1-tm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is july 4th and i am shocked at how fast the summer has gone by. although i feel like it hasn't been much of a summer. the rain has thrown off everything which is kind of a bummer. i do love summer rain, but i also loved my tan that i had at the beginning of the summer. i feel like july is going to go by really quick, which has it's pros and cons. i am kind of pumped for a new school year. i miss all my dgs and miss studying??? (ahh. i really just said that.) but i think it is really i just miss being busy and feeling productive with my day. i kind of sort of love july. so i will just take it for what it's worth until august. then we will see how i feel about school. i can't wait for celebrating july 4th. i am in love with fireworks. they always put me in a good mood. i think it is because they remind me of disneyland. which i am also absolutely in love with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-4458041159621439811?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4458041159621439811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/07/independence-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>michael jackson, farrah fawcett, and ed mcmahon all died today. not gonna lie i am a little upset about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-3613287378491040209?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/3613287378491040209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad-day-in-hollywood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3613287378491040209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/3613287378491040209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad-day-in-hollywood.html' title='sad day in hollywood'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-596804447407872046</id><published>2009-06-23T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:23:47.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this last weekend i went to three different movies and i thoroughly enjoyed each of them. on friday i went to seventeen again with my good friend, jordan greer. and i can now say that i am the new member of loving zac efron. i am pretty sure i had my mouth open the entire time, just in awe at how cute he is. i remember when he was on summerland a longg time ago, he definitely didn't look like that haha. on saturday i went to the proposal with ryan reynolds and sandra bullock (also with jordan greer). it was so funny and cute and ryan reynolds isn't half that bad to look at either. then on sunday, (fathers day) i went with my dad and brother to see year one with jack black. hilarious. it's your typical jack black movie but it was really entertaining so i was set. next movie on my list transformers 2. tonight at 12:10. i will be sporting my transformers shirt and can't wait. so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-596804447407872046?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/596804447407872046/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-2097651325831776839</id><published>2009-06-13T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:05:03.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go greek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/2hoiob7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 466px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2hoiob7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my new obsession this summer is the show greek. it's been on for a while but i started watching it more and more when i lived in the dg house and now i am completely hooked. i don't know what it is but i love it and wish that i sometimes could be a character in the show haha. i am in love with cappie as well. he is the new man of my dreams. and overall it's just a great show. simple as that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-2097651325831776839?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/2097651325831776839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-greek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/2097651325831776839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/2097651325831776839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-greek.html' title='go greek!'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/2hoiob7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-4507893686281896150</id><published>2009-06-13T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:21:09.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too lateee</title><content type='html'>so i am lying in my bed. i can't sleep. story of my summer. for some reason i have the hardest time going to sleep before 2 in the am. currently i am watching zenon: the zequel. good memories of my days of wishing zenon was my best friend as we lived in outerspace with protozoa being the biggest thing next to the backstreet boys. i also am semi online shopping while i sit here in my bed. i know, dangerous. i wish i just had an endless amount of money for clothes. even though my closet is exploding from the excess amount of clothes i already have. maybe i will clean my closet tomorrow when i am sitting in my bed at 2:20 am......or not, it was a nice thought right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-4507893686281896150?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/4507893686281896150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/06/too-lateee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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trying to get myself to write a paper slash maybe start studying for the week to come. i hate this part of school. i feel like my brain instantly turns off, which is really inconvinent since i need that for school. however, i have finished one final (sociology) which i am so happy about because i felt so stressed about it all the time. good news is i feel pretty okay about the test, which is different from the past tests i have taken in the class. crossing my fingers that i will get a somewhat decent grade in the class. on another note, my good friend chloee made this killer cd that is so great to listen to in a time of stress. a couple good songs are keep breathing-ingrid michaelson, lovely tonight-joshua radin, gotta have you-the weepies, heavy-holly brook, dream-priscella ahn, drop in the ocean-the district, and already gone-kelly clarkson. pretty much a legit cd all around. check it out. especially if you are studying for the dreaded week that is about to hit all college students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4750160588993944828-5588893403968499839?l=katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/feeds/5588893403968499839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-braindead.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5588893403968499839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4750160588993944828/posts/default/5588893403968499839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelyn-curtis.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-braindead.html' title='my brain=dead'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-1055097816073727929</id><published>2009-04-14T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:25:49.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life in pictures</title><content type='html'>here are some pictures of my life and what i love most about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324679939100020018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUQMXi0jTI/AAAAAAAAABY/WiP76DrBkLU/s320/katelyn+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;these two people have been the greatest influences in my life. they have made me the person i am today and i feel so grateful for them every day. they are the best parents a girl could ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;delta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324680790876283954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUQ98qG5DI/AAAAAAAAABg/Dc41t61TNmE/s320/n620591534_1812007_5406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beginning of my fall semester i decided to rush for a sorority. delta gamma was the only house i was interested in even before i went through. dg has changed my life, giving me so many oppurtunities and memories already and it's only my first year. i love my pledge class aka g3 so much. i have met some of my bestest friends through delta gamma and can't wait for three more years of dg :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my bff/gruesome/my big sissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUTuQ5_VNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GwcSz1Vvfzg/s1600-h/new05+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324683819968582866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUTuQ5_VNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GwcSz1Vvfzg/s320/new05+206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my best friend vanessa. probably the most amazing person i have ever met. she knows me better then i know myself. i love her with all my heart i can't even describe it. we have known each other since middle school and i can't wait til we are old ladies speed walking through the malls for our daily exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUTuNTNu7I/AAAAAAAAABw/kD4_VyQ7zHo/s1600-h/n1382214811_1316676_5216017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324683819000642482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUTuNTNu7I/AAAAAAAAABw/kD4_VyQ7zHo/s320/n1382214811_1316676_5216017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the gruesome foursome. these girls complete me to no end. so many fun times with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUTty6C3iI/AAAAAAAAABo/koje2EQsaHI/s1600-h/2636_88492134831_793054831_2353209_7668882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324683811915750946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUTty6C3iI/AAAAAAAAABo/koje2EQsaHI/s320/2636_88492134831_793054831_2353209_7668882_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is masha my big sis and the best one at that. the second i met her i knew we would be good friends. we have so many things in common, i think we were destined to be a dg family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything university of utah (esp. football)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://graphics.ocsn.com/schools/utah/graphics/utah-logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am a freshman at the university of utah and it's been the best year of my life. it's such an experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img-srv.dtcbuilder.com/engine/builder/images/2/4/6/6/7/9/file/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the best things about going to the u is watching the football team. i have a weird love for college football.. i get very sad when the season ends. my birthday landed on the byu game and it was amazing when we doubled the score and dominated the cougars. we also had the chance to go to the sugar bowl and winning, making our team undefeated for the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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pictures'/><author><name>katelyncurtis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11545198717298003176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUI5AdCmOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oqYsjZZ4TZQ/S220/spring+semester+829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HdU2ugQ1S04/SeUQMXi0jTI/AAAAAAAAABY/WiP76DrBkLU/s72-c/katelyn+218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4750160588993944828.post-8498979100509817010</id><published>2009-04-14T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:13:58.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first post</title><content type='html'>so my roomie aubree has this obsession with blogging and it has now hit me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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