<?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-7052105123264615812</id><updated>2012-01-06T08:58:26.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Order and Randomness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2492246432063982676</id><published>2012-01-06T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T08:58:26.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qcn4ZPxfDg/TwcnJNbKxOI/AAAAAAAAAco/_vFInGynWlc/s1600/F-Cancer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qcn4ZPxfDg/TwcnJNbKxOI/AAAAAAAAAco/_vFInGynWlc/s1600/F-Cancer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;You are probably asking yourself "What is F Cancer?" This cause is designed to help spread the word on early detection of cancer. Many other important charities are focused on finding a cure, when its proven that over 90% of all cancer's are curable if detected in stage one. If it was any other disease, we'd say that a cure had been found. It is for sure important to continue research, but right now early detection is the best cure that we have right now for cancer. The funny thing is not many people are aware of that fact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;By just showing people how to detect the early signs of cancer we can save so many lives!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;Recently my family was touched by cancer in the recent death of my Aunt. She&amp;nbsp;fought&amp;nbsp;esophageal cancer for many months before she lost her battle. If she had detected the cancer sooner and went to the doctor things might have ended differently. That is why I have recently Sophia Bush's "F Cancer" campaign on Crowdrise. Please click the link below and help raise money so we can spread the word on early detection and help save lives!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crowdrise.com/Give2FCancer/fundraiser/kaitlanheaton" style="color: #007bff;"&gt;http://www.crowdrise.com/Give2FCancer/fundraiser/kaitlanheaton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;Thank you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;Kaitlan&amp;nbsp;&lt;img _mce_src="http://www.crowdrise.com/library/images/15x5.gif" align="middle" height="5" src="http://www.crowdrise.com/library/images/15x5.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://www.crowdrise.com/library/images/15x5.gif" height="5" src="http://www.crowdrise.com/library/images/15x5.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxdym4qh9C1qdoimt.gif" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxdym4qh9C1qdoimt.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&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/7052105123264615812-2492246432063982676?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2492246432063982676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2012/01/f-cancer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2492246432063982676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2492246432063982676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2012/01/f-cancer.html' title='F Cancer'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qcn4ZPxfDg/TwcnJNbKxOI/AAAAAAAAAco/_vFInGynWlc/s72-c/F-Cancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4349142906873293993</id><published>2012-01-01T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T10:05:17.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfHeVv5-ueY/TwCf8NIsBDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jzn2MKeUENQ/s1600/happy+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfHeVv5-ueY/TwCf8NIsBDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jzn2MKeUENQ/s400/happy+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sending Best Wishes to all of you and your families! May the year 2012 be filled with wonderful memories and bring us all great joy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-4349142906873293993?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4349142906873293993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2012/01/sending-best-wishes-to-all-of-you-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4349142906873293993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4349142906873293993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2012/01/sending-best-wishes-to-all-of-you-and.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfHeVv5-ueY/TwCf8NIsBDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jzn2MKeUENQ/s72-c/happy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4329175861681827765</id><published>2011-11-17T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T10:38:20.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of One Tree Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;30 Days of One Tree Hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 01- Favourite Season:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can not just pick one, I LOVE them all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 02- Least Favourite Season:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;None!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 03- Favourite Episode: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Thats like asking my favorite season, I LOVE them all and I can not choose just one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 04- Favourite Male Character:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nathan Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 05- Favourite Female Character:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haley James Scott &amp;amp; Brooke Davis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 06 – Least Favorite Character: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Nanny Carrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 07- Favourite Couple Other Than Naley:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; ahhh I love them all I can't choose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 08- Least Favourite Couple:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dan and Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 09 – Favorite Tree Hill Parent:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Karen Roe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 10 – Favorite Recurring Character:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Mia Catalano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 11 – Best Psycho/Troublemaker:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Derek Sommers/Ian Banks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 12 – Most Kick-Ass Brooke Moment: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Kicking Xavier’s ass and saving Sam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 13 – Haley’s Fiercest Moment:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Punching the lady who lied about being pregnant with Nathan’s child (season 7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 14 – Worst Thing to Happen to Peyton:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Losing Ellie :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 15 – Most Awesome Nathan Moment:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Finally making it to the NBA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 16 – Lamest/Douchiest Lucas Moment:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Getting pissed at Haley for liking Nathan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 17 – Most Evil Dantichrist Moment: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Shooting Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 18 – Best/Worst Thing That Almost Caused Nathan and Haley to Break Up: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Chris Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 19 – Worst Storyline: Was there ever one? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 20- Funniest Episode: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;When Haley, Quinn, and Brooke decide to become superheros.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 21 – Saddest Episode: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Its between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Episode 3.16 &amp;nbsp;and Episode 8.11( the hurricane episode), I cry every time I watch those two episodes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 22 – Best Road Trip:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Brooke, Quinn, Lauren + Alex to Puerto Rico&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 23 – Best Nathan and Haley Moment: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;When Nathan finally made it into the NBA and came home and told Haley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 24 – Best Party: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Halloween Party at Tric in Season 3. When Haley was Sandy from Grease and Lucas was Tommy Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 25 – Best Kiss: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Nathan and Haley in episode 3.13( The Wind that Blew my Heart Away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 26 – Best Fight:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Clay, Julian, Nathan beat up Ian Kellerman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 27 – Best Episode Title: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Echos, Silence, Patience &amp;amp; Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 28 – Best Musical Moment: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;UFO Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 29 – Sexiest Nathan Moment:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Boy Toy Auction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Day 30 – Why is One Tree Hill So Great? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;b/c you could find a little bit of yourself in almost every character. There was always something that happened in an episode that would touch a piece of you that reminded you of your own life. Made you feel that you weren't so alone in this world. Not to mention all the life lessons that were taught that will never be forgotten&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/7052105123264615812-4329175861681827765?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4329175861681827765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-days-of-one-tree-hill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4329175861681827765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4329175861681827765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-days-of-one-tree-hill.html' title='30 Days of One Tree Hill'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-809625660974063720</id><published>2011-11-15T21:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:24:17.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETA slams Mario Over Use of a Fur Suit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;The People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals might be barking up the wrong mushroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;On Monday, the controversial organization issued a press release attacking iconic Nintendo mascot Mario for wearing a 'Tanooki' suit in his latest adventure, the Nintendo 3DS game Super Mario 3D Land, which hit shelves on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"Tanooki may be just a "suit" in Mario games, but by wearing the skin of an animal, Mario is sending the message that it's OK to wear fur," PETA says.&lt;span id="more-9689"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://l2.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/GFessgCvv9ELD1280xvl5A--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7cT04NTt3PTI1MA--/http://media.zenfs.com/en-US/blogs/ygamesblog/tanookimario.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://l2.yimg.com/bt/api/res/1.2/GFessgCvv9ELD1280xvl5A--/YXBwaWQ9eW5ld3M7cT04NTt3PTI1MA--/http://media.zenfs.com/en-US/blogs/ygamesblog/tanookimario.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The raccoon-like suit, which grants Mario the ability to glide across the screen, has been a part of the franchise since first appearing as a power-up in 1988's Super Mario Bros. 3.&amp;nbsp; In the new game, Mario acquires the suit not by doing something lousy to a Tanooki, but by snagging a Super Leaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Still, PETA insists this encourages animal abuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"Tanukis are real-life raccoon dogs who are beaten and, as PETA's undercover exposés show, often skinned alive for their fur," says PETA Executive Vice President Tracy Reiman. "This winter, everyone can give raccoon dogs and other fabulous animals a 1-UP by keeping our wardrobes fur-free."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;To help prove their point, PETA has even commissioned&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=AkeIreFAHJpWcJoMSwbso5AlwMsh;_ylu=X3oDMTFob2hvOWNyBG1pdANCbG9nIFBvc3QgMTZVBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNNZWRpYUJsb2dCb2R5QXNzZW1ibHk-;_ylg=X3oDMTMxaWRvcmw4BGludGwDdXMEbGFuZwNlbi11cwRwc3RhaWQDYmI4MGVlYTYtYjhhYi0zZGE1LTgzODUtNTQzZTA3OGI4NzFmBHBzdGNhdANibG9nfHBsdWdnZWRpbgRwdANzdG9yeXBhZ2U-;_ylv=0/SIG=157ff4dbv/EXP=1322629164/**http%3A//features.peta.org/mario-kills-tanooki/%3Futm_campaign=Mario%2520Kills%2520Tanooki%26%2338;utm_source=PETA%2520Pitch%26%2338;utm_medium=Media" style="color: #488888; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a crude parody video game called&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Ajupk8atPEPzWE6MGEaWzqYlwMsh;_ylu=X3oDMTFodGFuaXEyBG1pdANCbG9nIFBvc3QgMTZVBHBvcwMyBHNlYwNNZWRpYUJsb2dCb2R5QXNzZW1ibHk-;_ylg=X3oDMTMxaWRvcmw4BGludGwDdXMEbGFuZwNlbi11cwRwc3RhaWQDYmI4MGVlYTYtYjhhYi0zZGE1LTgzODUtNTQzZTA3OGI4NzFmBHBzdGNhdANibG9nfHBsdWdnZWRpbgRwdANzdG9yeXBhZ2U-;_ylv=0/SIG=12118gmgt/EXP=1322629164/**http%3A//features.peta.org/mario-kills-tanooki/" style="color: #488888; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;"Super Tanooki Skin 2D"&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in which players try to re-capture their skin from a flying Mario (Warning: Kind of disturbing, and totally not fun.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;It's just the latest in a long line of PETA game complaints. In 2008 they&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Ajac6LbreLJsHaeWRlYO43slwMsh;_ylu=X3oDMTFocTYyM2trBG1pdANCbG9nIFBvc3QgMTZVBHBvcwMzBHNlYwNNZWRpYUJsb2dCb2R5QXNzZW1ibHk-;_ylg=X3oDMTMxaWRvcmw4BGludGwDdXMEbGFuZwNlbi11cwRwc3RhaWQDYmI4MGVlYTYtYjhhYi0zZGE1LTgzODUtNTQzZTA3OGI4NzFmBHBzdGNhdANibG9nfHBsdWdnZWRpbgRwdANzdG9yeXBhZ2U-;_ylv=0/SIG=12ac43n22/EXP=1322629164/**http%3A//www.wired.com/gamelife/2008/11/peta-parody-ske/" style="color: #903b05; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;went after Cooking Mama&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for not being a vegetarian, while just last year they&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=ApyVzksI0HeZQtRny83QnVAlwMsh;_ylu=X3oDMTFoYzc1OG5jBG1pdANCbG9nIFBvc3QgMTZVBHBvcwM0BHNlYwNNZWRpYUJsb2dCb2R5QXNzZW1ibHk-;_ylg=X3oDMTMxaWRvcmw4BGludGwDdXMEbGFuZwNlbi11cwRwc3RhaWQDYmI4MGVlYTYtYjhhYi0zZGE1LTgzODUtNTQzZTA3OGI4NzFmBHBzdGNhdANibG9nfHBsdWdnZWRpbgRwdANzdG9yeXBhZ2U-;_ylv=0/SIG=12ieamf12/EXP=1322629164/**http%3A//kotaku.com/5703319/peta-roasts-super-meat-boy-with-tofu" style="color: #488888; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;parodied&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;challenging downloadable platform hit Super Meat Boy for starring a piece of raw meat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Nintendo has yet to comment, though we're pretty sure it will sound like a hand slapping a forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;@ThisIsLafferty (James Lafferty) of One Tree Hill tweeted this earlier and I just had to share. Boy is this CRAZY!!! Poor Mario! :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xo Kait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-809625660974063720?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/809625660974063720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/peta-slams-mario-over-use-of-fur-suit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/809625660974063720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/809625660974063720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/peta-slams-mario-over-use-of-fur-suit.html' title='PETA slams Mario Over Use of a Fur Suit'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5786718809654035061</id><published>2011-11-14T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:30:59.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend In Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="height: 600px; position: relative; width: 600px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/my_weekend_in_collage/set?.embedder=2958794&amp;amp;.svc=copypaste&amp;amp;id=39520356"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Weekend in Collage" border="0" height="600" src="http://embed.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/cid/39520356/id/nN5KfBEQ4RGMPR-GPLxZJQ/size/y.jpg" title="My Weekend in Collage" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;/small&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/7052105123264615812-5786718809654035061?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5786718809654035061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-weekend-in-collage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5786718809654035061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5786718809654035061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-weekend-in-collage.html' title='My Weekend In Collage'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6829780568601024542</id><published>2011-11-11T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T20:55:07.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTH Series Finale Blog of the Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"OTH Series Finale, Day 6 of 9 Countdown Photo... Thats a wrap on @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thisislafferty" style="background-color: white; color: #0177b7; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;thisislafferty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;, a gentleman and a scholar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Goodnight, Nathan Scott." - Bethany Joy Galeotti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whosay.com/bjg/photos/90905" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Bethany Joy Galeotti's photo OTH Series Finale, Day 6 of 9 Countdown Photo... Thats a wrap on @thisislafferty, a gentleman and a scholar.  Goodnight, Nathan Scott."&gt;&lt;img alt="Bethany Joy Galeotti's photo OTH Series Finale, Day 6 of 9 Countdown Photo... Thats a wrap on @thisislafferty, a gentleman and a scholar.  Goodnight, Nathan Scott." height="320" src="http://media.whosay.com/90905/90905_la.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whosay.com/bjg" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Bethany Joy Galeotti on WhoSay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6829780568601024542?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6829780568601024542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/oth-series-finale-blog-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6829780568601024542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6829780568601024542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/oth-series-finale-blog-of-day.html' title='OTH Series Finale Blog of the Day!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2559193983152788188</id><published>2011-11-11T18:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:16:43.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naley Final Day of Filming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;In honor of tonight being the filming on the last Naley scene EVER! Here is one of my favorite quotes of Naley, said by none other than Brooke Davis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;I'm not the most eloquent speaker, so I thought I would borrow a few words from Shakespeare. 'Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.' When life gets hard, when things change, true love remains the same. I look at Nathan and Haley and some how I feel safer. I don't know if I can explain that, but they give me hope. And, I'm afraid say it out loud because maybe if life finds out it'll try to beat it out of them and that will be a shame. Because, we all can use a little hope sometimes, you know. That feeling that everything's going to be okay and that there's going to be someone there to help make sure of that. So, here's to Nathan and Haley, and here's to hope, and here's to a love that will not alter.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Naley has shown me that True Love exists. Even though they are just fictional characters, they have given me hope that one day I will find the one person on this planet that makes my heart ache in a good way. Knowing that he feels the same way about me as I do about him. &amp;nbsp;They have shown me that its ok to wait until I find him, and that I deserve to find him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;A big thanks to the Cast &amp;amp; Crew of One Tree Hill. These 8 years have been a blast and have changed my life forever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCpi_TKyYBw/Tr3jpi7KbeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5vLzvfPfqOU/s1600/Naley-and-Jamie-8-15-Valentine-s-Day-is-Over-one-tree-hill-nathan-haley-jamie-20719155-1280-720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCpi_TKyYBw/Tr3jpi7KbeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5vLzvfPfqOU/s320/Naley-and-Jamie-8-15-Valentine-s-Day-is-Over-one-tree-hill-nathan-haley-jamie-20719155-1280-720.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;xo Kait&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/7052105123264615812-2559193983152788188?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2559193983152788188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/naley-final-day-of-filming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2559193983152788188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2559193983152788188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/naley-final-day-of-filming.html' title='Naley Final Day of Filming'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCpi_TKyYBw/Tr3jpi7KbeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5vLzvfPfqOU/s72-c/Naley-and-Jamie-8-15-Valentine-s-Day-is-Over-one-tree-hill-nathan-haley-jamie-20719155-1280-720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-9065379061499080140</id><published>2011-11-07T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T20:55:36.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So with this being the finale week of OTH filming EVER! I will be posting a QOTD and each quote will be from One Tree Hill and represent a lesson that has been taught because of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;My best friend recently reminded me of a quote, by William Shakespeare,that seems appropriate. "There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound up in sorrows and in miseries. On such a full sea, are we now afloat, and we must take the current when it serves or lose our ventures." I think that what that quote means is that life is short and, opportunities are rare, and we have to be vigilant in protecting them. And, not only the opportunities to succeed but, the opportunity to laugh, to see the enchantment in the world, and...to live, because life doesn't owe us anything. As a matter of fact, I think we owe something to the world. And, if we can just believe.. I'm sorry, I have more, I just, think I'm having my baby.&amp;nbsp;- HJS (SO4E20)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc68aLT295A/Tri0LRx7zbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/fn59f1K2-8Q/s1600/tumblr_kzdxxqdfTW1qanm15o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="90" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc68aLT295A/Tri0LRx7zbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/fn59f1K2-8Q/s320/tumblr_kzdxxqdfTW1qanm15o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you to the #OTH Cast and Crew for 9 years of Pure Bliss!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-9065379061499080140?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/9065379061499080140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/qotd_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/9065379061499080140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/9065379061499080140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/qotd_07.html' title='QOTD'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc68aLT295A/Tri0LRx7zbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/fn59f1K2-8Q/s72-c/tumblr_kzdxxqdfTW1qanm15o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6301654618698192577</id><published>2011-11-05T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:01:36.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The END is near for One Tree Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today is a very historic and sad day in the world of One tree Hill fans! Today marks the 1st day of filming the SERIES FINALE *insert tears here*. I can not believe that after nine seasons and almost 10 years that this wonderful show is ending. I do not know what I am going to do once the last episode aires. Its going to be like loosing Harry Potter all over again, but like 10x's worse. I mean I have been watching this show since I was a sophomore in high school. I am now a senior in college to be graduating this year. I have gone and visited Wilmington, NC twice since the show started. I feel like I am apart of this show, so as sad or pathetic this may sound I feel like when this show ends I am going to be loosing a part of myself. One Tree Hill has weaved its way into my life so much and I just can not imagine my life without it. I know that all good things must come to an end, and I am very excited to see what comes next in the lives of all the stars of OTH and Mark Schwan. Thus ends my rant about One Tree Hill and I shall leave you all with one of my favorite quotes of the show that teaches a great life lesson....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The important thing is not to be bitter over life's disappointments. Learn to let go of the past... and recognize that everyday won't be sunny. And when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair... remember it's only in the black of night you can see the stars, and those stars will lead you back home. So don't be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble, to fall, cause most of the time the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most. Maybe you'll get everything you wish for... Maybe you'll get more than you ever could have imagined... Who knows where life will take you. The road is long and in the end... &lt;b&gt;the journey is the destination&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;~Whitey" (OTH episode 3:15)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz1TPPwH1Zg/TrXPMneKqPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6WQYe-EcpGA/s1600/One_Tree_Hill_original_opening_credits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz1TPPwH1Zg/TrXPMneKqPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6WQYe-EcpGA/s320/One_Tree_Hill_original_opening_credits.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;xo Kait&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/7052105123264615812-6301654618698192577?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6301654618698192577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/end-is-near-for-one-tree-hill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6301654618698192577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6301654618698192577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/end-is-near-for-one-tree-hill.html' title='The END is near for One Tree Hill'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz1TPPwH1Zg/TrXPMneKqPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6WQYe-EcpGA/s72-c/One_Tree_Hill_original_opening_credits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1147501752516701338</id><published>2011-11-03T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:23:28.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Take risks: If you win, you will be happy, if you loose, you will be wise!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;~Anonymous&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&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/7052105123264615812-1147501752516701338?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1147501752516701338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/qotd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1147501752516701338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1147501752516701338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/qotd.html' title='QOTD'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1336483367980694462</id><published>2011-11-02T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T09:06:39.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James Blake</title><content type='html'>This guy is like my new obsession! I heard him sing a version of Joni Mitchel's song - A Case of You and I absolutely feel in love with him. I know its not music Monday, but you should definitely check him out on you&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcszIDNyTG4&amp;feature=colike"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tube! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1336483367980694462?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1336483367980694462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/james-blake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1336483367980694462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1336483367980694462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/11/james-blake.html' title='James Blake'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1783360913820723448</id><published>2011-10-31T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T11:02:24.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, drink and be scary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw10Fj0khZQ/Tq7h_aKEP1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/OLv4JFObTJ4/s1600/halloween-parade-vinings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw10Fj0khZQ/Tq7h_aKEP1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/OLv4JFObTJ4/s320/halloween-parade-vinings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669717460375584594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Safe and Have fun Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&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/7052105123264615812-1783360913820723448?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1783360913820723448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/eat-drink-and-be-scary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1783360913820723448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1783360913820723448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/eat-drink-and-be-scary.html' title='Eat, drink and be scary!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw10Fj0khZQ/Tq7h_aKEP1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/OLv4JFObTJ4/s72-c/halloween-parade-vinings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-9194964886000528830</id><published>2011-10-30T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T09:27:13.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of a change</title><content type='html'>So I was writing my blog entry the other day and I was looking at the title of my blog. I am thinking its time to change the name.  It's time for a change, all suggestions are welcome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xo Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-9194964886000528830?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/9194964886000528830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-need-of-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/9194964886000528830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/9194964886000528830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-need-of-change.html' title='In need of a change'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1404518254155141641</id><published>2011-10-29T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:14:15.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Bobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.waterbobble.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/b/o/bobble_med_magenta_385x650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.waterbobble.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/b/o/bobble_med_magenta_385x650.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 650px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 385px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of months again I was introduced to the Water Bobble by Sophia Bush. I had donated to one of her Crowdrise Causes for the San Francisco Nature Conservancy. By doing that I had been entered into a contest to win a water bobble. I had no idea that I had even entered until I got the email saying that I had won. I was so excited!!! Your probably thinking WHAT THE HECK IS A WATER BOBBLE, am I right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this directly from the website....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Water Bobble:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;is a stylish, reusable bottle that filters water as you drink, using an ingenious replaceable carbon filter. When water passes through the filter, the carbon removes chlorine and organic contaminants. bobble is intended for municipal tap water making water better, with every sip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;bobble is a beautiful, sleek alternative to single-serve plastic water bottles, which harm the earth (and your wallet). Every filter equates to 300 single-serve bottles. After a year, you’ve removed thousands of bottles from the environment, simply by filtering the water from your tap. bobble is free of BPA, Phthalates and PVC. And it is guilt-free as well. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The bottles are clear, but the filters come in many colors and you can even get some that have been.designed by celebrities, such as Sophia Bush (who plays Brooke Davis on the CW show One Tree Hill).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;They are great Birthday, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, and Christmas gifts. If you are an environmentally friendly or practice Conscious Consumerism the water bobble is perfect for you! Not only that but they are inexpensive and they are completely worth the money that you pay for them. Ever since I received mine in the mail I use it all the time and now I want to get one for all of my friends and family for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Whats even more exciting is now they are coming out with a pitcher, its called the "Bobble Jug." It is the absolute cutest thing that I have ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cpo-g6oEGiU?feature=player_embedded" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link for the Water Bobble website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.waterbobble.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go and check it out, you won't be sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1404518254155141641?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1404518254155141641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/water-bobble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1404518254155141641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1404518254155141641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/water-bobble.html' title='Water Bobble'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Cpo-g6oEGiU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6972536849663238675</id><published>2011-10-19T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:26:51.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRGly9rwhKk/Tp9BMADmidI/AAAAAAAAAas/2UhM-cxgWjg/s1600/waltdisney.gif" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665318530684717522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRGly9rwhKk/Tp9BMADmidI/AAAAAAAAAas/2UhM-cxgWjg/s320/waltdisney.gif" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"When you believe in a thing, believe in it all the way, implicitly and unquestionable." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;~Walt Disney&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/7052105123264615812-6972536849663238675?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6972536849663238675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/qotd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6972536849663238675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6972536849663238675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/qotd.html' title='QOTD'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YRGly9rwhKk/Tp9BMADmidI/AAAAAAAAAas/2UhM-cxgWjg/s72-c/waltdisney.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7984714039575460348</id><published>2011-10-13T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:49:29.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend in Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-VBgySZ2wo/Tpn_dWycsOI/AAAAAAAAAag/u9NyYLWjvEM/s1600/1046b127-122f-41e3-bf67-169e816989fewallpaper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-VBgySZ2wo/Tpn_dWycsOI/AAAAAAAAAag/u9NyYLWjvEM/s400/1046b127-122f-41e3-bf67-169e816989fewallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663838886193574114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7052105123264615812-7984714039575460348?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7984714039575460348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-weekend-in-collage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7984714039575460348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7984714039575460348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-weekend-in-collage.html' title='My Weekend in Collage'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-VBgySZ2wo/Tpn_dWycsOI/AAAAAAAAAag/u9NyYLWjvEM/s72-c/1046b127-122f-41e3-bf67-169e816989fewallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7669636934352298346</id><published>2011-09-11T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:01:11.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11 Never Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With this being the 10th Anniversary of 9/11 and the fact that I have a blog I really felt the need to write something about this day. I can still remember where I was and what I was doing at the time I found out the the WTC had been attacked. I was 13 years old and I was in my 7th grade Social Studies class. We were in the middle of our class and I can recall another teacher coming into the class room and telling my teacher to put on the television that something awful had happened. Now at the time I did not understand that magnitude of what had just occurred. I knew that it was bad, but I just didn't know how bad and I thought that it was so cool how some of my friends got to leave school early. Then after school I came home and my mother explained to me what was going on and what it all meant. &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 all remember where you were that day? Please feel free to tell me in the comments. I would love to hear them, and please make sure to take a moment where ever you are, what ever you are doing and remember the ones lost and their families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSvls6qVCQM/TnAJmZvdCTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/zH96Ah-_cxY/s320/9-11-Memorial-Free-Wallpaper-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652028087699573042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&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/7052105123264615812-7669636934352298346?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7669636934352298346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/09/911-never-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7669636934352298346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7669636934352298346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/09/911-never-forget.html' title='9/11 Never Forget'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSvls6qVCQM/TnAJmZvdCTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/zH96Ah-_cxY/s72-c/9-11-Memorial-Free-Wallpaper-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1219296055795339605</id><published>2011-08-28T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:58:28.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Talk To Little Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ENvNg5TmhZA/TlrRfhumLUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HCiSK3PF7Uw/s1600/mother-daughter-jackets120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ENvNg5TmhZA/TlrRfhumLUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HCiSK3PF7Uw/s320/mother-daughter-jackets120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646055422422297922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Copse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey Guys!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Copse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Read this article on Bethany Joy Galeotti's blog &amp;amp; Just needed to share it with you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hope you all enjoy it as much as I did! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xo Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Copse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I went to a dinner party at a friend's home last weekend, and met her five-year-old daughter for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Little Maya was all curly brown hair, doe-like dark eyes, and adorable in her shiny pink nightgown. I wanted to squeal, "Maya, you're so cute! Look at you! Turn around and model that pretty ruffled gown, you gorgeous thing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But I didn't. I squelched myself. As I always bite my tongue when I meet little girls, restraining myself from my first impulse, which is to tell them how darn cute/ pretty/ beautiful/ well-dressed/ well-manicured/ well-coiffed they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What's wrong with that? It's our culture's standard talking-to-little-girls icebreaker, isn't it? And why not give them a sincere compliment to boost their self-esteem? Because they are so darling I just want to burst when I meet them, honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hold that thought for just a moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This week ABC News reported that nearly half of all three- to six-year-old girls worry about being fat. In my book, Think: Straight Talk for Women to Stay Smart in a Dumbed-Down World, I reveal that 15 to 18 percent of girls under 12 now wear mascara, eyeliner and lipstick regularly; eating disorders are up and self-esteem is down; and 25 percent of young American women would rather win America's Next Top Model than the Nobel Peace Prize. Even bright, successful college women say they'd rather be hot than smart. A Miami mom just died from cosmetic surgery, leaving behind two teenagers. This keeps happening, and it breaks my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Teaching girls that their appearance is the first thing you notice tells them that looks are more important than anything. It sets them up for dieting at age 5 and foundation at age 11 and boob jobs at 17 and Botox at 23. As our cultural imperative for girls to be hot 24/7 has become the new normal, American women have become increasingly unhappy. What's missing? A life of meaning, a life of ideas and reading books and being valued for our thoughts and accomplishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;That's why I force myself to talk to little girls as follows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"Maya," I said, crouching down at her level, looking into her eyes, "very nice to meet you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"Nice to meet you too," she said, in that trained, polite, talking-to-adults good girl voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"Hey, what are you reading?" I asked, a twinkle in my eyes. I love books. I'm nuts for them. I let that show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Her eyes got bigger, and the practiced, polite facial expression gave way to genuine excitement over this topic. She paused, though, a little shy of me, a stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"I LOVE books," I said. "Do you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Most kids do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"YES," she said. "And I can read them all by myself now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"Wow, amazing!" I said. And it is, for a five-year-old. You go on with your bad self, Maya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"What's your favorite book?" I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;"I'll go get it! Can I read it to you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Purplicious was Maya's pick and a new one to me, as Maya snuggled next to me on the sofa and proudly read aloud every word, about our heroine who loves pink but is tormented by a group of girls at school who only wear black. Alas, it was about girls and what they wore, and how their wardrobe choices defined their identities. But after Maya closed the final page, I steered the conversation to the deeper issues in the book: mean girls and peer pressure and not going along with the group. I told her my favorite color in the world is green, because I love nature, and she was down with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OpYw_oJF5lE/TlrP9Km5GGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/khuJx5rzFPE/s320/mothers%2Bday%2Bvintage%2Bgraphic--graphicsfairy010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646053732588787810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Copse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Not once did we discuss clothes or hair or bodies or who was pretty. It's surprising how hard it is to stay away from those topics with little girls, but I'm stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I told her that I'd just written a book, and that I hoped she'd write one too one day. She was fairly psyched about that idea. We were both sad when Maya had to go to bed, but I told her next time to choose another book and we'd read it and talk about it. Oops. That got her too amped up to sleep, and she came down from her bedroom a few times, all jazzed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So, one tiny bit of opposition to a culture that sends all the wrong messages to our girls. One tiny nudge towards valuing female brains. One brief moment of intentional role modeling. Will my few minutes with Maya change our multibillion dollar beauty industry, reality shows that demean women, our celebrity-manic culture? No. But I did change Maya's perspective for at least that evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Try this the next time you meet a little girl. She may be surprised and unsure at first, because few ask her about her mind, but be patient and stick with it. Ask her what she's reading. What does she like and dislike, and why? There are no wrong answers. You're just generating an intelligent conversation that respects her brain. For older girls, ask her about current events issues: pollution, wars, school budgets slashed. What bothers her out there in the world? How would she fix it if she had a magic wand? You may get some intriguing answers. Tell her about your ideas and accomplishments and your favorite books. Model for her what a thinking woman says and does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And let me know the response you get at www.Twitter.com/lisabloom and Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Here's to changing the world, one little girl at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;For many more tips on how keep yourself and your daughter smart, check out my new book, Think: Straight Talk for Women to Stay Smart in a Dumbed-Down World, www.Think.tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Follow Lisa Bloom on Twitter: www.twitter.com/LisaBloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Copse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/7052105123264615812-1219296055795339605?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1219296055795339605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-to-talk-to-little-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1219296055795339605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1219296055795339605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-to-talk-to-little-girls.html' title='How To Talk To Little Girls'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ENvNg5TmhZA/TlrRfhumLUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HCiSK3PF7Uw/s72-c/mother-daughter-jackets120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1873585902438264647</id><published>2011-07-21T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:11:26.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break '10</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I was looking through my computer and realized that I had not updated a blog entry from when I was in Wilmington, NC this past March. You may also be able to find this entry on the Southern Gothic Street Team blog as well. So here it is and I hope that you enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;Hey Guys! As you mig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;ht have heard I recently went down to Wilmington, North Carolina during my spring break. It was a time I will never forge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;t. My mother and I had decided to drive there and just split the drive. The GPS that we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;had used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; said that it would take us about 9 ½ hours to get there, little did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;know that 9 ½ hours would turn into 12! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;. We left at 8:30am on March 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt; and did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;not get into our hotel room until 8:30 that night. It wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;s the longest drive I have ever taken, and believe me I have been on some pretty long car trips with the family. Surprisingly enough we got there in one piece and even though there was some arguing on the way day we managed no to kill each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXaD43MU4uA/TiigeJGDbLI/AAAAAAAAAZo/C-s3WW5uPQ4/s320/022.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631927773724634290" /&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt; Once we got into our hotel room, we both just relaxed for the night. We ordered some pizza and tried to figure out what we were going to do the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;The next day, Tuesda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;y March 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; we got up had some breakfast and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;then It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;was time for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;to call KT. I had messaged him prior to me c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;oming and he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt; had told me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;just call him and let him know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;when I got to Wilm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;ington and we could set up a time to get together. I was so nervous about giving him a call. I mean its one thing to talk to someone online or see pictures, then when you actually meet them. I gave his office a call and he answered the phone say “Production”. At first I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt; know that it was him so I just said “Is Mr. Kelly Tenney there?”  I told him who I was he was really sweet and asked how long I was staying. After talking for a little while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;He said that he would see what was going on and what time he had free so we co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;uld get together and would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;call me back. Later that day I got a c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;all from Alicia one of our lovely SGP Team members and she asked if we had seen anything yet and gave me some suggestio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;ns of some places to visit. Then before we hung up we set up a time for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;us to meet up with KT and it was going to be the next day at 12 or 12:30 for lunch and then we were going to head over to the studio, I was soo excited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rqkAWDBGZ-k/TiifD1RpLRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/omvXkKX51S8/s320/015.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631926222216310034" /&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;The rest of the day we spent walking around Wilmington, we walked along the river walk, wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;t into the Two Sisters Bookery (cutest little book shop ever!), we also stopped into the Black Cat Shop( such a neat store, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;they have all kinds of incents, candles, t-shirts, jewelry, and their back room is called the “sea sick” room because you get dizzy just by looking in it..Ha-ha. Not to mention the owner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;of the shop was so nice and was handing out bead necklaces for Mardi gras and Fat Tue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;sday.) We had lunch at th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;e Front Street Brewery and the food there is fantastic. I got the FSB ( Front Street Brewery) Pita Wrap w/Portabella, you can also get it with chicken but I love Portabella mushrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kg36XoV1h7k/Tiie2eUND3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/FWD11FkKoC8/s320/017.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631925992714735474" /&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;After lunch around dinner time I had gotten a text telling me that there was going to be filming with the cast at a lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;cal movie theater that night. So my mom and I drove to the theater and watched them film for about 4 ½ hours. It was so neat actually getting to watch them film. We actually made new friends while we were watching them film. There was this couple that had driven down all the way from Tennessee. They're names were Katie and Mickey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;they were so nice to us. They probably thought that my mother and I were crazy, but at least we all were laughing and having a good time...hah. I mean we were all standing out in the cold for at least 4 ½ hours so the least we could do was complain about the coldness.  It was definitely a bon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;ding ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;perience. The best part of the whole night was when we got to meet Lee Norris(Mouth), Lisa Goldstein(Millie) and Mark Schwan. They were all so nice. When I got my picture with Lee my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;mom said “she drove 12 hours to see you.” and he was like “12 hours where are you from.” We of course told him and he was like “ I love Pennsylvania, lets make sure we take a good picture.” Such a nice man and Lisa was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;same way, although she was  in a little bit of a rush so we didn't get a chance to really talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww6x2aswS8U/Tiid1vFQk2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_LlhlLAq-7Q/s320/IMG_0754.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631924880523957090" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt; Mark was awesome of course, he stood out there with the fans for a little while answering questions and taking pictures. Mark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;came out a little bit later on in the night, around 9pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; So we ended up leaving after he said goodbye to the fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt; It was like the best night of my l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;ife. Never thought that it would happen, but I'm so glad that it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;Then Wednesday March 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; we got up and had breakfast. Got ready for my meeting with Alicia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;I was so excited and nervous at the same time. My mom and I walked around downtown for a little while before our meet up with Alicia. We went to the Cafe and waited there for about 15/20 min before we get a call from Alicia saying “I think you w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;ent to the wrong Cafe!” hah. We ended up going to two   other  cafe's before we got to the right one. It was insane, but once we got to the right place Alicia was so warm and welcoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uYpYBVaWpGQ/Tiic0jEtcuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/x_9nLSI-uso/s320/025.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631923760608932578" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;We talked for a little while about SGP and Wilmington. It was s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;o nice putting a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;face to the name. You talk to so many people in the SoGoPro c-box that its hard to keep everyone straight. After lunch we headed  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;over to the studio and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;met Kelly. It was so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt; fascinating to see how everything is run behind the scenes. Usually we as viewers only see the finished product, but you would be amazed all the work that gets done for a 45-50 min show. My mom and I got to tour the sets and got to take pictures. We got to see Naley's room and bathroom, Jamie's room, Mouth and Skills Apartment, along with thier room we also saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;Clay and Quins room, Alex's hotel room/ bathroom, Brooke's house, and Red Bedroom Records. Its was just the best, could not have been a more happier person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt; Once the tour was over my mom and I headed back to the hotel to see some filming that was going on near by. We stood there for about an hour then went and had dinner. We ate at Fat Tony's Pub. The food was good, but the Front Street Brewery was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;so much better, even though the people who worked there were very nice. Then after dinner we went back to the filming and it was about 6ish. We stood out there watching them film till about 12 midnight. It was once hectic night..haha. We saw Stephen Colletti running around, he is such a goof ball. I wish that he had come over and taken pictures with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwkn8h038us/TihLGk1NS3I/AAAAAAAAAYo/POu3Eq2U1F4/s320/001.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631833910364949362" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;Then the event that made my night was at around 9pm we were standing back by the trailers and James Lafferty walks into one of the trailers. I think it was hair and make up, maybe wardrobe...anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt"&gt;he came out of the trailer he walked right up to us and started signing autographs and taking pictures. I asked one of the girls since I was by myse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;lf if she could take the picture for me and she was like “yea as long as you take mine..lol” She litera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;lly pushed me ahead of everyone since I was not being very aggressive..lol. I was so nervous when I asked him for the picture, I could not wrap around my head that he was actually there in flesh and blood. That I was not imagining it in my head. I got a picture with him and he also signed a hat that I had brought. Currently he is the only cast member to have signed it. If I get the chance to go back before the show ends I want to try and get the whole cast to sign it. A whole group of us stayed till the end of filming that night and tired to get a couple more pictures or autographs from Sophia Bush and Bethany Joy Galeotti, but by the time everything was all said and done it was so late and everyone just wanted to get home but it was still worth staying and watching the rest of filming on my last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;Once I got back to the hotel room I soon realized that once I woke up, it was time for me to leave and go home. That my time in Wilmington, NC was over and I was definitely not ready for that, even if OTH was not filming there I just felt at home, I know its weird but I just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvkWqEdlaFY/TiibbYgunYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6zDht18rvb4/s320/027.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631922228765302146" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt; cant explain it, the people are just so friendly and welcoming, the atmosphere is just unbelievable. The ending of the night was totally bittersweet but it was totally worth the 12 hour drive down to Wilmington. I would do it again in a heart beat if I could. Getting to meet KT and Alicia two very important SoGoPro members and going to the Two Sisters Bookery was the icing on the cake to the BEST Spring Break a girl could as for! My only regret was that I wasn't able to spend more time to enjoy more of Downtown and meet more SoGoPro members. Oh and I almost completely forgot my mother and I had one of the best cupcakes ever from the bakery called Hot Pink Cake Stand I think. I had the Red Velvet with Cream Cheese Icing, and it was da bomb! I encourage ALL to go there if you make the trip to Wilmington. It will be well worth the price that you pay. Thats all about my trip everyone! I hope that you enjoyed this blog and let me know what ya think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="CENTER" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1873585902438264647?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1873585902438264647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-break-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1873585902438264647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1873585902438264647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-break-10.html' title='Spring Break &apos;10'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXaD43MU4uA/TiigeJGDbLI/AAAAAAAAAZo/C-s3WW5uPQ4/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-88277167546812147</id><published>2011-07-05T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:09:26.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day America!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZYJbBcaNnY/ThPDb4Lt5vI/AAAAAAAAAYI/P9rQxXnBAhw/s1600/Fourth_of_July.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZYJbBcaNnY/ThPDb4Lt5vI/AAAAAAAAAYI/P9rQxXnBAhw/s320/Fourth_of_July.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626055243221296882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful spent with friends and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-88277167546812147?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/88277167546812147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-independence-day-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/88277167546812147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/88277167546812147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-independence-day-america.html' title='Happy Independence Day America!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZYJbBcaNnY/ThPDb4Lt5vI/AAAAAAAAAYI/P9rQxXnBAhw/s72-c/Fourth_of_July.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5185230325958857728</id><published>2011-06-26T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:39:20.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phase 3 - Day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woohoo! I've finally made to phase three! I can actually have a real breakfast now...Haha. I can not tell you how good of a feeling it is to be able to eat eggs and toast. Might not seem like a big deal, but when you have not had carbs in over 35 days its amazing...Haha. Although I have been on phase 3 for a little while I am contemplating going back to phase one. I am still not the weight that I would like to be and I am determined to make that goal. I have set goals in the past and not met them, but that was the old me. The new healthier and stronger me is not going to let that happen. This is a goal that is doable and I'm not going to settle for anything else. Wishing you all the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5185230325958857728?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5185230325958857728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5185230325958857728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5185230325958857728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-14.html' title='Phase 3 - Day 14'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-711238388786980341</id><published>2011-06-03T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:26:14.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phase 2- Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm finally on phase 2 Haha! I feel like I should post a picture of myself showing you guys the progress, but I realized that I never took a beginning picture. Which is a little bit of a bummer because now I can't do a before and after. However I'm still really exited with the progress that I've made. So far I have lost 6-7lbs, but I have not weighed myself since the last time I wrote to you guys. I'm hoping that I have lost more weight since the last time I weighed in. I probably should not have eaten that chocolate glazed doughnut this morning, but its National Doughnut Day so I just had to go and get my free doughnut...lol. That's all for now, promise to keep you guys posted! Make sure to go out and get your free doughnut. Dunkin Doughnuts is giving their free doughnut with the purchase of any size coffee. If you have a Krispy Kreme by you they are giving one free doughnut per person! Talk to ya'll soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-711238388786980341?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/711238388786980341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-im-finally-on-phase-2-haha-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/711238388786980341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/711238388786980341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-im-finally-on-phase-2-haha-i-feel.html' title='Phase 2- Day 8'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4886789136393529289</id><published>2011-05-30T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:29:24.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye to the Oprah Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So as you all know that Oprah's final show after 25 years was 4 days ago on May 25th. I just wanted to take a few moments and say Thank You to the Queen of Daytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtJG9aa5Mqs/TeQKLqRSc_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/rRzcO3baazg/s320/0_61_oprah_school.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612622231052121074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am proud to say that I am one of the Oprah children, while I was growing up Oprah was always on at 4pm in my house. My mother was and is an avid Oprah show watcher, she has been watching her since the very beginning. I did not really start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; watching the show until about my freshman year in high school about 8 years ago. I would always say to my mother "why are you watching Oprah, she's so boring."  But I always remember the sense of warmth and calmness when watching her show and knowing that her show was going to be on everyday at 4pm. Always trying to teach us the views how to be a "you." Never letting a moment go by that wasn't full of some words of wisdom or lesson needed to be taught. She has such grace and dignity about her that I hope to project out to the world one day. She has become such a role model to me over the years. Showing me, that I am enough and that only I can take control of my own life. My life it what I make of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PDM4s2DgKHs/TeQKdVzJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/RDk5VdOVcqU/s320/420x316-alg_oprah_winfrey.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612622534794663314" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oprah you are the complete package girl. You are what all of us aspire to be,and act like as we grow older. Full of life, sass, wisdom, dignity, and grace. When I think of Oprah the three words that come to mind are kind, giving and ah ha. Thank you for being with us these past 25 years. Living with us, laughing, crying, and growing with us. Can not wait to see what is in store for you next. Im sure it will be spectacular. We Love You Oprah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kait&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/7052105123264615812-4886789136393529289?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4886789136393529289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/oprah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4886789136393529289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4886789136393529289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/oprah.html' title='Saying Goodbye to the Oprah Show'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtJG9aa5Mqs/TeQKLqRSc_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/rRzcO3baazg/s72-c/0_61_oprah_school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8396499357820013376</id><published>2011-05-19T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:21:49.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phase One...Day 11</title><content type='html'>So I'm on day 11 of phase one, of the 17 day diet. I did something yesterday that I had originally told myself that I was going to wait for till the end of phase one. I decided to go and weigh myself. It had just been one of those days where I was just tired of doing this whole diet thing, and I had been thinking very negatively. Feeling like I'm doing all of this work and what if there has been no change? What if in 10 days I weigh myself and there has been no progress? I think that anyone who has been on a diet understands that feeling in one way or another. So I did it, I got on the scale and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that all the veggie eating, walking, and sacrifice of junk food had paid off. I had lost 5lbs. Granted that's not a whole lot of weight loss, but it was the motivation that I needed to keep going on this plan. I meant it when I said I was no longer going to be the chunk girl. Now that I am out of nursing for the time being I am able to focus on myself for the summer. So that when I get back into school and graduate in my with psychology I will be ready to head back into nursing schook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tough blow for me to take when I found out that I was not going to be continuing with nursing this coming sxhool year after all of my hard work. But all thinga happen for a reason, I truly believe that and maybe this is the refining of a new road to happiness. Even though it might not feel that way right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8396499357820013376?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8396499357820013376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/phase-oneday-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8396499357820013376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8396499357820013376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/phase-oneday-11.html' title='Phase One...Day 11'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4208240337402092392</id><published>2011-05-15T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:41:23.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 17 Day Diet - phase one</title><content type='html'>As you guys can see from the title I have started this 17 Day Diet. This diet consists of 4 phases. I am currently on phase 1, which sadly is the hardest phase of them all. The big thing about this diet is that every 17 days you enter a new phase to keep yourself from platauing and not looseing any weight or just staying at the same weight.  I am currently on day 6 of phase 1 and let me tell you it is no picnic. The things that I am allowed in phase one are fruits (but not after 2pm), vegetables, egg whites, 4 whole eggs with the yolk a week, skinless chicken breast, and turkey( can be ground or not). In addition to that I have to drink hot water with lemon and green tea with every meal. However I feel that it is working because my clothes are already starting to fit better. I have not weighed myself but my mother lost 15 lbs in the first phase one and I am convinced that this is going to work. I will no longer be the fat girl. Promise to keep you all posted on my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes and happy Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-4208240337402092392?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4208240337402092392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/17-day-diet-phase-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4208240337402092392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4208240337402092392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/17-day-diet-phase-one.html' title='The 17 Day Diet - phase one'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1369508684652501226</id><published>2011-05-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:05:36.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We can not change be cards we are delt, just how we play the hand</title><content type='html'>Nothing is more truer in my life right now, than the title quote of this blog. Within the last two months so much has changed. I went down to Wilmington N.C. and had the most memorable experience ever during spring break. I met four of the cast members, the four of them being James Lafferty, Lee Norris, Lisa Goldstein, and the creater Mark Schwan.  My mother and I also met a couple from Tennessee who just recently got engaged. We hung out a lot with them during filming of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that exciting trip back in March a not so happy thing has happened just recently that I am still adjusting to and that would be the changing of my major. If you had asked six months ago, hell even a month ago I would have said that's completely crazy. Especially since it's four years into school. Things did not end up going as planned and as usual when life throws a curve ball you need to hit it out of the park or get hit. Well sadly I got hit and was required to change my major and switch to psychology. All hope is not all lost to me becoming a nurse. I plan on graduating next year with a Bachlor's in Psychology and then go and enter into another ASN program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard to adjust but now that everything is all figured out it's gotten much easier. I'm not giving up on nursing, I've just hit a brick wall. In the words of Randy Paouch " Brick walls are not meant to keep us out, they are meant to show us how badly we want something and to keep the others out." The brick walls that I have hit along the way are just there to show me how badly I want to become a nurse and like I told my mother the other day, once I graduate the brick walls are coming down. Nothing is going to stand in the way of my dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1369508684652501226?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1369508684652501226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-can-not-change-be-cards-we-are-delt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1369508684652501226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1369508684652501226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-can-not-change-be-cards-we-are-delt.html' title='We can not change be cards we are delt, just how we play the hand'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-905612950931547567</id><published>2011-05-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:26:38.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's been a long time since my last blog and I apologize deeply. So much has happened within the last two months that I can not even begin to explain it at 11:30 at night. I'm going to update with a new blog entry explaining and discussing everything tomorrow! Starting with my trip to Wilmington, N.C. Up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone the best!&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Happy Birthday @LyzzleG! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-905612950931547567?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/905612950931547567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/905612950931547567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/905612950931547567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8022658546528353842</id><published>2011-02-12T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T13:15:27.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilmington Here I Come...again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its official! I have booked the hotel and everything. I'm really going to Wilmington, NC and I could not be more excited! I don't even care if I end up going alone. I went there four years ago when I graduated high school, it just seems right for me to go four years later when the show is probably ending(although I am keeping my fingers crossed for a season 9, not quite ready to let the show go just yet). So if any Southern Gothic Friends or One Tree Fans are going to be around the week of March 7th till the 10th let me know, and if there are any places that I need to visit all suggestions and recommendations are welcome and encouraged. I seriously can not wait till I go, I feel like its Christmas all over again...haha. Hope your all having as wonderful of a Saturday as I am. :) Wishing everyone the bes&lt;/span&gt;t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-okk00TRcGic/TVb3qz5zBRI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Mm1CCzmptJA/s1600/x2_4933146.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-okk00TRcGic/TVb3qz5zBRI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Mm1CCzmptJA/s320/x2_4933146.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572913903776761106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and fellow SGP member Kasia made the delicious truffles for her fiance today! Don't they look absolutely mouth watering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7052105123264615812-8022658546528353842?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8022658546528353842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/wilmington-here-i-comeagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8022658546528353842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8022658546528353842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/wilmington-here-i-comeagain.html' title='Wilmington Here I Come...again!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-okk00TRcGic/TVb3qz5zBRI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Mm1CCzmptJA/s72-c/x2_4933146.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4138831565386988635</id><published>2011-02-02T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:52:24.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration or lack there of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the lack of blogs lately or should I say for awhile. I have never been a constant blogger. Although I know that I have made promises in the past of "going to blog everyday" or "I am trying to blog more often." I know you've guys have heard that more than once. I dont know what it is lately. For some reason I have just been out of inspiration and have had a lack of a need to write. Not that I have ever been one to really write down what I am feeling or write in general, its never been my forte. I was hoping that was going to change once I got this blog. Sadly it has not been an incentive for me to start and continue writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With all the sadness going on in the world, I just feel kind of bogged down ya know. Its a feeling that I am not quite fond of and I hope goes away. It pretty much makes me feel that there is nothing going on important for me to blog about, when that is so not true. Its more like there is so many things going on that maybe Im not sure what to say exactly, so therefore I say nothing. Which is not a good thing in my book. Idk maybe I just have to make more of an effort to get my lazy bones to the computer and write something. Sorry for this blog of giberish. Felt the need to sort of explain why I have not really been blogging. Hope everyone is having a wonderful wednesday and is staying nice and toasty warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xo Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s. In need of a blog change, all suggestions welcome! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569228651177020562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TUnf84JVjJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/L3F6Ad8FpxM/s320/winter-camping-fireside_582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-4138831565386988635?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4138831565386988635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4138831565386988635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4138831565386988635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/inspiration.html' title='inspiration or lack there of...'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TUnf84JVjJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/L3F6Ad8FpxM/s72-c/winter-camping-fireside_582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8070308085475760017</id><published>2011-01-17T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:57:25.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you all know, I got my car back in October, she's a gold 2007 Kia Rio. Well, I Just realized that after having my car for 4 months I have not posted one picture. I know that you are all probably anxious to know what she looks like. Well t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he picture below is not her exactly, but it is her twin. Im going to take pictures and post them up tomorrow after I get back from clinical. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TTTzDlBLZNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1IO3FthREho/s200/2371851847.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563338682511615186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8070308085475760017?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8070308085475760017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8070308085475760017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8070308085475760017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/car.html' title='CAR!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TTTzDlBLZNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1IO3FthREho/s72-c/2371851847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2467494247010021461</id><published>2011-01-12T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:28:24.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QOTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Perseverance is failing 19 times and succeeding the 20th ~ Julie Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561487224396073266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TS5fKiEASTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/D88xS4u4kUo/s200/persevere.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 169px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7052105123264615812-2467494247010021461?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2467494247010021461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2467494247010021461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2467494247010021461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-of-day.html' title='QOTD'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TS5fKiEASTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/D88xS4u4kUo/s72-c/persevere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1844663403662054779</id><published>2011-01-11T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:37:15.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today is 1.11.11 and I have a feeling that today is going to be a pretty lucky day. I mean it's technically 11:11 all day, that's gotta mean something! I challenge you all to go out and find make your own luck or do something to brighten someone else's day and don't worry I'll be doing the same. I feel now more than ever we all need to come together and help one another. Especially on light of what happened in Tucson, AZ this weekend. My thoughts a prayers are with all the people who were affected by this tragedy. What you do today could be the simplest thing in the world, just listening to a friend in need, helping someone carry groceries to their car, paying for someones toll on the turnpike (my professor does this), or giving a complete stranger a compliment. It truly is the simple things that people do to help that affects and touches people the most, and I wanna hear all about what you guys do and how you made your own luck. I'll make sure to write a blog about my adventures today as well. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s and remember its a 11:11 make a wish, it might just come true :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TSzMJyeTh2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/w1wjbo8JfnA/s320/Make_a_wish_blessing_attunement.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561044108435490658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7052105123264615812-1844663403662054779?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1844663403662054779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/11111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1844663403662054779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1844663403662054779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/11111.html' title='1.11.11'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TSzMJyeTh2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/w1wjbo8JfnA/s72-c/Make_a_wish_blessing_attunement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-389275989768346108</id><published>2010-12-29T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:57:38.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Be Eco-friendly and turn off your lights when you leave the room. How would you like it if someone turned you on and then left?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;written by- TheQuoteWhore (twitter name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TRwQxUx6q1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/nJzjHdt0ZHg/s320/eco_friendly_resort.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556334479846058834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7052105123264615812-389275989768346108?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/389275989768346108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/389275989768346108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/389275989768346108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TRwQxUx6q1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/nJzjHdt0ZHg/s72-c/eco_friendly_resort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2189784092201205859</id><published>2010-12-27T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:23:34.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to take this opportunity to wish everyone a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that it is a few days late, but better late then never right! I hope that Santa was good to all of you and everyone got everything on their Christmas lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best Wishes to All of you, no matter what you celebrate this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many blessings to you and your families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xxKait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bmac20.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/christmas-balls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-2189784092201205859?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2189784092201205859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2189784092201205859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2189784092201205859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6707934077809495061</id><published>2010-11-05T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:13:52.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign the Petition</title><content type='html'>In my last blog post I called all LUX and OTH fans to come together and save this wonderful show. Its only been on for 2 seasons and I think I speak for all of by saying that it has warmed it way into all of our hearts! So please click the link below and sign this petition to SAVE LUX!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitionspot.com/petitions/savelux"&gt;http://www.petitionspot.com/petitions/savelux&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can still save this show! We've brought OTH back from the brink of death how many times, because we love it sooo much. Lets do the same for this show and give it a chance to reach its full potential! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6707934077809495061?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6707934077809495061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/11/sign-petition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6707934077809495061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6707934077809495061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/11/sign-petition.html' title='Sign the Petition'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8816160613159135721</id><published>2010-11-03T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T17:59:52.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUX IN DANGER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So a while back I asked all OTH fans to come together so we could save the show and get it the back 9! Well thankfully for all us OTH fans we won that battle and got the back 9 and a full season 8! Now I am asking that all those same people to come together and save another show from extinction. A new show that has only been around for 1 season, currently in season 2. That show would be LUX. It has warmed its way into all of our hearts and we can not allow such a wonderful show to be cancelled. We all have to pull together and use our voices to get another wonderful its back 9. So Please make sure that you are trending on twitter and watching the show. Make sure that the people over at the CW Network know that we all love this show. Nothing is set in stone yet, we still have time to save this show! Lets get to work guys, I know that we can do it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TNIE93QQwOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/HS9dlPNp0-I/s320/layout_3x1.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535492352842449122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&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/7052105123264615812-8816160613159135721?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8816160613159135721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/11/lux-in-danger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8816160613159135721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8816160613159135721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/11/lux-in-danger.html' title='LUX IN DANGER!!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TNIE93QQwOI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/HS9dlPNp0-I/s72-c/layout_3x1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4481532145553977741</id><published>2010-11-01T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:02:03.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the last time I wrote I said that I would be posting pictures of my finished hat the next time I blogged! Well its finally all put together and ready to be shown to the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TM8TtPplDCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gxbr1qqHTCA/s320/003.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534664135077596194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TM8Ts90wjHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SVcFm7UQA3I/s320/001.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534664130292649074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TM8TtVb3cUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/n8iyE-KLCX0/s320/005.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534664136630694210" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7052105123264615812-4481532145553977741?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4481532145553977741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4481532145553977741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4481532145553977741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-here.html' title='Its here!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TM8TtPplDCI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gxbr1qqHTCA/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8118475289558620784</id><published>2010-10-20T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:55:59.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My HAT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As many of you know I have been knitting a hat for the winter season and good news, I've finished it!!!! I know, Im so excited to share it with you guys. My suitmate Amy, who is sort of teaching me how to knit is working on closing it off right now so it actually looks like a hat...lol. Right now it looks like a hat with with a big hole in the top..hehe. I will be posting pictures as soon as it is complete. It looks so much cuter than I thought it would. Knitting is #somuchmorefunthangossip. Yes I know that this isnt twitter but I just had to write it that way and speaking of #somuchmorethangossip if you are not sure what that is please go and check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bjgofficial.com/2010/10/american-gossip-epidemic.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;http://www.bjgofficial.com/2010/10/american-gossip-epidemic.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. This is from Bethany Joy Galeotti's Official Blog and this entry is so moving! No one should be ridiculed for who they are or who they love. Its such a terrible thing how we can all turn on each other at the drop of a hat. We should all want to help and treat each other with kindness. When I hear about how all of these teenagers are committing suicide due to bullying, no matter what the reason breaks my heart. Please go to the above link and take what is written to heart. We can make a difference, love is louder and hate will loose this battle! Hope your all having a wonderful week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Slainte! xo Kait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p.s. Slainte mean Cheers in Irish, in light of the recent One Tree Hill episode I thought I would try it out. :)&lt;/span&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/7052105123264615812-8118475289558620784?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8118475289558620784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-hat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8118475289558620784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8118475289558620784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-hat.html' title='My HAT!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8223809888389505966</id><published>2010-09-28T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:51:18.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TKK7yhBVsLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XeRA6LbWwYw/s1600/27dresses1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TKK7yhBVsLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XeRA6LbWwYw/s320/27dresses1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522182569641488562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin:&lt;/span&gt; Wait, what are those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane: &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;nervous&lt;/i&gt;] Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin: &lt;/span&gt;Are those...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane: &lt;/span&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin:&lt;/span&gt; Are they bridesmaid dresses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane: &lt;/span&gt;This is none of your business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin:&lt;/span&gt; Oh... good God. What, you kept them all? You have a whole closetful? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane:&lt;/span&gt;  I have a lot of friends and I like to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin:&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;snickering&lt;/i&gt;] Right. Well, that makes complete sense because they're... *beautiful*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane: &lt;/span&gt;Some of them are not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin:&lt;/span&gt; Not that bad? I'd like to see one of them that's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching 27 Dresses today, couldn't help myself...lol Hope it made you laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8223809888389505966?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8223809888389505966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8223809888389505966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8223809888389505966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the Day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TKK7yhBVsLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XeRA6LbWwYw/s72-c/27dresses1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-792656761352309095</id><published>2010-09-27T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:52:41.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocheting</title><content type='html'>This year Ive decided to take a different approach to my christmas gifts. I have just recently started crocheting and its a whole lot of fun. I might even start knitting, my suitmate at school said that she would teach me how to make a hat. Anyway, back to the point...lol. I am going to be making all of my friends and family either a hat or scarf. I think that they are  really going to enjoy them, I mean hey everyone needs hats and scarfs for the winter...lol. I am going to keep you guys posted on my progress. Im really excited about this project and to show you guys my progress. I have already started a scarf, but I left my camera at home so I can not update with pictures just yet. I will however add pictures as soon as I get home this weekend. Hope your all having a wonderful night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-792656761352309095?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/792656761352309095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/09/crocheting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/792656761352309095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/792656761352309095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/09/crocheting.html' title='Crocheting'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8141864399396955622</id><published>2010-09-19T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:52:15.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crusing to Alaska(Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back with another update on my trip. I've decided that for this entry I would use more pictures than anything to explain the last few days of my drip. We left off in Juneau, Alaska. Once the performance was over we headed back to the ship for the night and following day. What was really nice about being on the ship we didnt have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to rush around, we just go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t to relax and there was a show that was performed in the theatre that they had on the ship. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e first show that they had was called "Piano Man" I bet you can guess what that show was all about...haha. Yess it was all of the major hits of Billy Joel. It was really neat. The second show that we saw was a western and that was really neat aswell, I actually have pictures of that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJZDD1dvtaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ZVSrdXF3xC4/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJZDD1dvtaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ZVSrdXF3xC4/s320/088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518672126559630754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJY-_GNWAzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/VduoFW8Rl88/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJY-_GNWAzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/VduoFW8Rl88/s320/092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518667647108383538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glow in the dark cowboy suits, how cool is that. It was the neatest thing to see live! Wish the picture could do it better justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJY-0i44naI/AAAAAAAAATw/Z5t-BorTm8Y/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJY-0i44naI/AAAAAAAAATw/Z5t-BorTm8Y/s320/081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518667465828638114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy could play the fiddle like no other, he was amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Piano Man show took place on July 26th and the Western show was on July 28th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. They were both spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night after the Western Show my mother and I decided to stay and see what e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lse was going on in the theatre. This is at about 10 o'clock at night. It tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rned out that a vers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ion on the newlywed game was going to be played, with people from the audience. It was amazing, they needed 3 couples. One couple that had been newly married, a couple that had been married betwee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n 10-30 yrs, and lastly a couple 50 yrs or more. They did th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e oldest couple first and they had been married for 40 or 50 years and were from Utah. They were so sweet to each other and the best part was they had one of their children in the audience with his wife....lol. Our cruise director Carly was like "now there are going to be parts of the show when Auntie Carly is going to tell yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u to cover your ears, its for your own good." You had to be there  but it was hysterical. Then there was the middle couple, in order to get picked the guy picking the couples on stage had the couples act out a scene. He told the couples " pretend that your in a movie and your acting out that passionate kissing scene, the one the audience likes the m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ost gets to play." So all of the couples were pretty much pg-pg13, then their comes this other couple and I will never forget his name...o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h dave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.haha. Him and his wife used the stairs for t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he stage as a prop. She ran up the stairs and Dave ran after her while taking his shirt off and started making out with his wife. Let me just tell you it was quite the scene.  I kept telling my mom "I cant handle this!" The way they picked the newly married couple was hysterical though. The husband had to be Tarzan and the wife of course had to be Jane. The wife had t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o say "Tarzan, Tazan! Where's my Tarzan" and "Tarzan" could say whatever he wanted. Well all of the couples had gone and there was only one left but the woman's husband had gone for drinks. She's like I can play both parts Im very versatile.  The guy on stage is like ugh...I dont think so unless your husband comes back your gonna have to pass. Thankfully the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; woman's husband come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s back and he has no idea whats going on. The guy on stage is like "so you ready Tarzan" and the guy just has this blank stare on his face, like what has my wife gotten me into. The guy finally agrees to go along with it and they act out the scene and some one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; else yelled the guys part for him...lol. It was great, they ended up doing it again and winning. The whole game was amazing, everyone was cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the 29th of July we landed i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n Skagway, Alaska. I swear it was th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e smallest town that I have ever been to in my life. My mom and I got up early that morning and went on our planned excursion. We went on a Ghost/Brothel Museum tour. It was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; hysterical, our tour guide made us create our own Lady of the Night names (thats what they were called back in the day&lt;br /&gt;..lol). Its the name of your first pet and the name of your street, mine was Bunny Mulberry St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJesnGmMa2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_yACsh2bUfU/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJesnGmMa2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_yACsh2bUfU/s320/064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519069656151518050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tour guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJeuViaPeJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pabixQCkKR0/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJeuViaPeJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pabixQCkKR0/s320/069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519071553403189394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real life Brothel house, no longer in use of course. There is an interesting story, when they moved the Red Onion to this corner the moved it backwards. So they cut of the back and the front and switched it, because it was easier than turning the whole thing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJeuWE_zXwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/rlQOWLQkmOs/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJeuWE_zXwI/AAAAAAAAAUY/rlQOWLQkmOs/s320/070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519071562687536898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was their version of a billboard. They would paint their companies name on the side of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day July 30th was spent at sea. There really wasn't much that was done during the day. But that night after dinner there was the choir's performance. We spent the da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y practicing and it was super hard trying to sing on that stage. That night when we were singi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ng the choir was swaying so badly that the whole choir was moving, but we were luckily m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oving the same way...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJewp2A2RUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/vpkki-wYuRk/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJewp2A2RUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/vpkki-wYuRk/s320/143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519074101286028610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beautiful choir in the Broadway Melodies theatre on the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next place we went was Victoria, BC. This was by far my favorite place the entire trip. This was also the last time that we docked before we made it back to port i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n Seattle, WA. The choir sang in this beautiful park. Sadly the whole time we were there it was rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y and muggy, but we sang and it was awesome! The town was so beautiful and the houses were adorable. I kept telling my mother that I wanted to live on one of their houses. It was like going back in time a little. It was also Canada Day while we were there, which was awesome! I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ver seen so many people involved in an independence day anywhere. Not even here in the good old U.S.A. But it was so neat, there were musicians on the street playing music, everyone w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as wears either red or white. It was so nice to see. We went on a tour of the city after getting something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;That was all that we had time for before w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e had to get back to the ship.  After that we spent the next day and a half on the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9r26nghI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cE1jg58VwOI/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9r26nghI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cE1jg58VwOI/s320/159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519088429539230226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9sdqyzMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/g9rilWw_CPY/s1600/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9sdqyzMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/g9rilWw_CPY/s320/177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519088439941844162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9s75ta_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/HhhmEJHNGKI/s1600/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9s75ta_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/HhhmEJHNGKI/s320/181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519088448057469938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9tvD1oVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/aunPBdT3rfM/s1600/199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJe9tvD1oVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/aunPBdT3rfM/s320/199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519088461790159186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before we docked was so much fun. After the choir went to dinner and changed there was this game called "The Quest." Im not sure if any of you have heard of it before but it is the funnest game that I have ever played. They divide the room up into 6 or 7 teams depending on the amount of people. We were team 2 and it was great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. They had us do the most outrageous things..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance the one task was a man had to fun up to the center of the dance floor holding 6 bra;s in his hand. I have never seen women take off their bras as fast as the woman on our team did...lol. Another task was two men had to be wearing the same pair of pants and skip around the dance floor. Another one was the shortest person from your group had to run up to the center of the dance floor. Of course that was me..lol. Sadly I did not win :(.  But everyone had so much fun and its an experience that I will never forget. I only wish that I had gotten pictures....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end of my trip! It was a trip that I am never gonna forget. I encourage all of you to go and visit these places. They are filled with wonderful stories and wonderful people. You wont regret it. The guy who gave us our tour in Victoria, BC  was actually going to be going on the same exact tour that we were on, it was the funniest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, I'll probably post some more pictures either later tonight or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day everyone&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7052105123264615812-8141864399396955622?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8141864399396955622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/09/crusing-to-alaskapart-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8141864399396955622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8141864399396955622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/09/crusing-to-alaskapart-3.html' title='Crusing to Alaska(Part 3)'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TJZDD1dvtaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ZVSrdXF3xC4/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2782704446285933704</id><published>2010-08-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:55:09.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crusing to Alaska(Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So this is going to say this is being posted on August 22 but I am actually posting this on 09-02-10. I am so sorry that this post has taken so long to post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning of the post begins now...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back again as promised with some more pictures and details about my trip to Alaska. In the last entry I talked about the first three days of the trip and the first two days on the actual ship. If you count the day we boarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3(on the ship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We docked in Juneau, Alaska, which we all know is the capital. Since I was on this trip with my school choir there was not a lot of free time on this day. the choir was scheduled to sing at a local church for a 5pm mass and had to be there by 3pm  there was no time to schedule any excursions on our own. So the school went ahead and scheduled one for the whole group. Which I was pretty excited about, we went and saw Mendenhall Glacier. it was absolutely beautiful. The view seriously looked the view in the Sound of Music. I took pictures of course to show you all, but in no way will it do the view proper justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf6BbEblI/AAAAAAAAATA/Lq_yyos3d68/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf6BbEblI/AAAAAAAAATA/Lq_yyos3d68/s320/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508430007158206034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf6UGKB6I/AAAAAAAAATI/rv6v2UMmNr4/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf6UGKB6I/AAAAAAAAATI/rv6v2UMmNr4/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508430012170766242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf64rVqcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/oMheOOVFQjQ/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf64rVqcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/oMheOOVFQjQ/s320/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508430021990394306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf7WBMPKI/AAAAAAAAATY/YKOqHfE8k3M/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf7WBMPKI/AAAAAAAAATY/YKOqHfE8k3M/s320/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508430029866679458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool going and seeing the glacier. When we went into the visitors center she said that the weather they were having while they were there was warm for them. That on hot days they go and swim in the glacier water. I could not have even imagined that, I was wearing a shirt, sweat shirt and a windbreaker...haha. It was cold, but I guess they are used to that up there. They would have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Glacier we went to the church where we were scheduled to sing. We stopped to grab some food on the way. When we got to the church it was absolutely gorgeous. I only wish that I had taken pictures inside the church. It was one of the most modern churches that I have ever seen and it was in Juneau, Alaska....haha. (Random fact did you know that Juneau is the only capital in the USA that you can not drive into, you have to be flown in or take a boat. I thought that was so neat). When you walked in the pews were set up in like a triangle set up. There were pews on either side of the church across from each other, then a set along the back wall. Then the alter was in the center of the church. It was really neat and I enjoyed singing there, hopefully if we ever go back we can sing there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again for the long wait guys. Part 3 will be up in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-2782704446285933704?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2782704446285933704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/08/crusing-to-alaskapart-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2782704446285933704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2782704446285933704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/08/crusing-to-alaskapart-2.html' title='Crusing to Alaska(Part 2)'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHf6BbEblI/AAAAAAAAATA/Lq_yyos3d68/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7000598950207203994</id><published>2010-08-16T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:55:35.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crusing to Alaska</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since I last wrote a blog that I do not even know where to start. Well I guess I can start by saying that I am the lamest person on the planet. Why you ask? Well see I had promised you guys a new blog a couple of days after my last post and well say hello to 18 days later. I am horrible when it comes to this stuff, even though I kept telling myself that I was going to log on to my computer and write a blog...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of that, lets get to the good stuff. My cruise to Alaska!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that we left we flew into Seattle, Washington. We had to get up at 5 am so that we could get to the airport by 6, since we had an 8am flight. Once we boarded our plane we landed in Seattle at about 12 or 1pm, since we had been gaining hours the whole time we were flying.  Let me tell you, gaining hours totally messes with your head. Your body thinks that its 5pm when its only 2 and all you wanna do is just sleep...lol. After Landing in Seattle we checked into the hotel and everyone was already planning to go downtown, see the Space Needle and walk around. We all grabbed some pizza at around 4 and then headed downtown. The Space Needle was so amazing. The view from the top was spectacular. You could see everything, although my mom and I had a little trouble while we were up there. We constantly felt like we were moving. Not a very pretty feeling. While we were up there though we got to see Mount Reineer. Its so big that you can't ever see the whole thing. The top just looks like its floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures below are the cruise ship "Rhapsody of the Sea", Space Needle, Mount Reineer, lastly then lastly the Starbucks Headquarters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnxx3-JI8I/AAAAAAAAARw/7c0uJb_TbFY/s1600/290.JPG"&gt;e S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnzC3m0_5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/PITD-x_ZPME/s1600/290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnzC3m0_5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/PITD-x_ZPME/s400/290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199250049236882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnxUKNgRmI/AAAAAAAAARo/PRD3yWtN8I8/s1600/258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnxUKNgRmI/AAAAAAAAARo/PRD3yWtN8I8/s400/258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197348077815394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnztNtHmLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/oLJzXyaNa3A/s1600/285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnztNtHmLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/oLJzXyaNa3A/s400/285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199977535707314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGn1N2w3geI/AAAAAAAAASg/W0OFK5DX-CQ/s1600/289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGn1N2w3geI/AAAAAAAAASg/W0OFK5DX-CQ/s320/289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506201637824725474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all took pictures then went back to the hotel for the night to get ready for our cruise the next day. We were all super excited.  The next morning went pretty quickly. Once we got up and out of the hotel everything was kind of a blur till we got on the ship.  The ship was absolutely gorgeous. As soon as it was spotted everyone was oooing and aaaaaing, along with snapping pictures. The inside was even better. Im actually sad that I didnt take many pictures inside the ship. For the rest of that night and next day we spent at sea. It was a little rough at first, but our bodies all adjusted pretty well. One we got on the ship everyone was pretty much trying to get their bearings and figure out where everything was, it was a pretty big ship...lol. I only wish that I had taken more pictures of the inside of the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were just the first two days. The first day we had on the ship was spent at sea. It was a little weird waking up in a pitch black room. Since we had an inside state room there were no windows and I just wanna say that they are very important. When there is no light shining in the room your body still thinks that it s night. So my body the whole day was kind of in a daze. That was not fun. But we walked around and participated in a scavenger hunt around the ship. That was fun. It was a pretty relaxing day. We just sat around read, took naps, ate food, and watched the sea. It was glorious, there is nothing better than just being able to take your me and not have to worry about rushing around when your on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me with Sizzle the snake, our towel animal that we used on the scavenger hunt, then the view from the ship, and lastly the moon from the deck of the ship.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHa1JtBRKI/AAAAAAAAASo/SxUjZNiyZ4A/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHa1JtBRKI/AAAAAAAAASo/SxUjZNiyZ4A/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508424425923495074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHa1c6VxKI/AAAAAAAAASw/XE_n8L44Yxk/s1600/301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHa1c6VxKI/AAAAAAAAASw/XE_n8L44Yxk/s320/301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508424431079638178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHa15hlbsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/AN4BfRZ60o0/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/THHa15hlbsI/AAAAAAAAAS4/AN4BfRZ60o0/s320/110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508424438760435394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sorry that has taken me so long to write about this trip. I feel horrible about my lack of updates. Promise there will be another one very soon with pictures and details of part 2 of my trip. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7000598950207203994?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7000598950207203994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/08/crusing-to-alaska.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7000598950207203994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7000598950207203994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/08/crusing-to-alaska.html' title='Crusing to Alaska'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/TGnzC3m0_5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/PITD-x_ZPME/s72-c/290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1706319824610314885</id><published>2010-07-26T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:02:03.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it has been quite a while since I last updated and a lot has happened since then. Its pretty late where Im at right now, so I just came on to let you all know that I am going to be writing new blog posts and possibly even a vlog about whats been going on.  I hope that everyone is doing well and I will will have a new blog posted within the next couple of days. Also I have a new blog layout. I thought that it was time for a change, hope y'all like it. There is still a few changes that I wanna make but this is the new layout for now. Talk to y'all very soon :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1706319824610314885?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1706319824610314885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/07/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1706319824610314885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1706319824610314885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/07/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-419200713676134450</id><published>2010-05-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:16:12.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>So I realized that it had been quote a while since I had done one of these.  I saw this quote on a  a friends facebook status that I absolutely LOVED. here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;h3  class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do  is find a person loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad  mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what-have-you.  The right person is still  going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That's the kind of person  that's worth sticking with."  - 'Juno'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7052105123264615812-419200713676134450?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/419200713676134450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/05/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/419200713676134450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/419200713676134450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/05/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5354369180965085552</id><published>2010-05-27T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:33:50.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as Promsised some good news! :)</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my last blog was basically doom and gloom and I am sorry about that. It was just getting to the point where I needed to express my feelings in so way. Writing just seemed to be the perfect outlet for me. Which is weird, because I was never the writer in my group of friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...on to the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A JOB!!!! Yes ladies and gentleman, I Kaitlan am a working person in society!! I just got the news yesterday. I had applied to this one place about two weeks ago and I was really hoping that things would work out. I had been waiting to get a phone call from them for a little while, when last Friday I got a call from the the woman in charge of hiring.  I was out at the time and had missed the call. So of course I called her back when I got home and of course she had stepped out....lol. So this whole week this woman and I have been literally playing phone tag. That was until yesterday, when I gave the store a call and the woman I had been wanting to speak to was actually there! I was so excited. We got to talking and see was saying how she wasn't sure if I was still interesting in working because I would not be needed until mid July. As soon as she said that I was overjoyed, because as most of you know I am going on a cruise and I wouldn't be back until the second week in July anyway.  So we got to talking me and she had told me that I could come in  before I left or after I got back. I told her that it would not be a problem for me to come in  to talk about hours and wages and things before I left. She said that was great, they could give me a tour talk and then once I got back from the trip I could start training. when I got off the phone I could not stop smiling. Silly I know, but I could not help myself...lol. This just took a huge weight off of my shoulders and it was amazing to be free of that burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all for listening. Hope y'all are having a wonderful night/day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5354369180965085552?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5354369180965085552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-as-promsised-so-good-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5354369180965085552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5354369180965085552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-as-promsised-so-good-news.html' title='Just as Promsised some good news! :)'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7854599362628951077</id><published>2010-05-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:33:23.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure if any of you guys are going to be reading this because my blogs have been kind of scarce lately, but I thought that I would give it a shot anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you every felt that you wasting your time and everybody else's? I know that doesn't make sense, but sometimes I feel that I am just wasting everyone's time. That I am a complete failure, at home and at school. I mean I dont have a job right now, even though I have applied to a couple of places. Im hoping that I get a few interview, but even those dont guarantee a job. Lastly Im not doing so stellar at school. I may have made  it above a 3.0 for the semester, but my overall GPA is about a 2.95 and this just makes me feel horrible. All of  my friends are doing amazing in school, my one friend Nick has made deans list every semester that he has been in school. It just makes me wonder, whats wrong with me? If they can do it why can't I?I tried so hard this semester and there was still that one class that is always there that ruins everything. Sometimes I feel that I should forget about school and just live at home, working at some crummy place. I know this is me having a huge pity party, but I am not going to be able to sleep unless I get this out somewhere ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stop feeling this way. That for some reason im not good enough, because lately that seems to be all that I am feeling. And I dont know how to make it go away. I know that deep down I know the answer, but I dont think im ready to acknowledge that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna go and try to get some sleep now. Hopefully getting all of this off my chest helps. Hope y'all have a good night. Promise next time there will be a much happier blog entry, one with no brooding. Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7854599362628951077?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7854599362628951077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-some-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7854599362628951077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7854599362628951077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-some-thoughts.html' title='Just some thoughts'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5064502559033146210</id><published>2010-04-21T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:45:44.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling ALL One Tree Hill Fans!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;I know that is has been such a long time since I have written an update! But now I  come here asking for your help. One Tree Hill still needs our help, they are not out of the water just yet. I know that we are all hoping for a season 8, so now is the time where we all have to band together to show our support for the show that we love. We can not go down without a fight. We are not going to make it easy for the CW to say goodbye to our favorite show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelly and Cortni of Onetreehillweb.net have created a:We Are ONE Campaign: We Want A Season 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click the picture below for me details. One Tree Hill has never let us down before, now its our turn to not let them down. Not when they need US the most. Lets get OTH the season 8, that we know it deserves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onetreehillweb.net/season8/"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 347px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S8_SchoXAzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MeQzKsv8OoM/s400/OTH-S8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462816260529521458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&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/7052105123264615812-5064502559033146210?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5064502559033146210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/04/calling-all-one-tree-hill-fans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5064502559033146210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5064502559033146210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/04/calling-all-one-tree-hill-fans.html' title='Calling ALL One Tree Hill Fans!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S8_SchoXAzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MeQzKsv8OoM/s72-c/OTH-S8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7127849070906856896</id><published>2010-02-22T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:07:09.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My " I am" Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So I promised that I would try to blog more, and I am definitely working on that. This blog is around a poem that I had to create about my self to completing the sentence "I am..." It was for my Social Psychology class that I am taking this semester. I must admit at first I was like " What! Why is she making us write a poem? I am horrible at poetry!" I must admit though, once I got started it was not as hard as I thought it was going to be. I kept on making it a bigger deal that it actually was....go figure...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So I thought that I would share it all with you. Its not that long, but I hope that you all like it :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am Kaitlan&lt;br /&gt;I am brown haired and blue eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a daughter and a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am Oscar the grouch at 6am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a member of the voices of gwynedd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am lazy Sunday afternoons and 3 day weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a nursing student here at Gwynedd Mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a good movie and popcorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a Phillies fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am the color pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a fish in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am walks on the beach at the Outerbanks with the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a member of the Southern Gothic Productions Street Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a reading fanatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am a great listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Kaitlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me know what you guys think :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XOX Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7127849070906856896?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7127849070906856896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-i-am-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7127849070906856896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7127849070906856896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-i-am-poem.html' title='My &quot; I am&quot; Poem'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8050538187525114086</id><published>2010-02-18T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:18:03.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaska Crusie, Lent, and  40 days for Life</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it has been awhile, so I thought that I would leave you guys a quick update. School has been going well. Nothing to crazy right now, which I am pretty glad about. Been hanging out with friends and trying to find a job so I can save up money to go and visit a few friends of mine. I mentioned awhile back that I am going to be going on a cruise to Alaska with the choir from school this coming June. I am very excitedd and I am hoping that I will be able to arrange some things that way I can go and visit Raquel in California. Keep your fingers crossed :). I have to still fill out a couple of forms and give them a couple more payments, but other than that things are going smoothly with the planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent also began yesterday...I decided to give up all junk food. Lord give me strength. Usually I give up soda, but I figured that I should switch it up this year. It sounds like I am complaining, but it is totally not meant for it to be that way. I actually look forward to it every year, grated its hard, but if jesus can walk the desert for 40 days being tempted by the devil and die on the cross for our sins, I can go 40 days without junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 40 days for life campain started. This is going to be going on the entire time of lent. If anyone is interested just click the picture below to get more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.40daysforlife.com/getinvolved.cfm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 42px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S34PAy3SyyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nsH3m1ft1dA/s200/prayerforlife2009Title.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439801906238245666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with everyone. Feel free to leave comments about what you all are giving up for lent. I would love to hear it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also quick update about my clinical instructor Danielle and her fiance Mike. You remember how I told you all that she had entered that Love of a Lifetime: Wedding Giveaway. Well they made it to the top ten after beating out over 200 some couples, and I am sad to say that they did not win the contest :(. The winners were another very nice couple, who I am sure deserved it just as much. Thank you to those who went and voted for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8050538187525114086?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8050538187525114086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/02/alaska-crusie-lent-and-40-days-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8050538187525114086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8050538187525114086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/02/alaska-crusie-lent-and-40-days-for-life.html' title='Alaska Crusie, Lent, and  40 days for Life'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S34PAy3SyyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nsH3m1ft1dA/s72-c/prayerforlife2009Title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6213846046914824896</id><published>2010-01-31T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:12:32.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the Pledge, Make your car a No Phone Zone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Oprah recently with my mother and this episode really hit home. It was about people who had been hurt or killed because of people who were either talking on their phone or texting. Along with the people who had to deal with the fact that it was their fault that someone got hurt because they were using their phone while driving.  There was one story that broke my heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oprah.com/questionaire/ipledge.html?id=4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 55px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S2XfUSC77BI/AAAAAAAAAQk/prG2QS-n404/s400/nophone-header-631x86.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432994065026903058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;In November 2008, Shelly and her husband, Daren, were the happily married parents of three beautiful girls, 13-year-old Jessica, 9-year-old Erica and 4-year-old Valerie. "Erica is my little sunshine because she lit up the house," she says. "She was making us laugh before she was a year old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Two days before Thanksgiving, Shelly came back from a doctor's appointment to find emergency crews on her street. "There were all these people and a child lying on the ground," she says. "I had no idea it was my daughter." Daren says Erica was riding her bike home from school. "Erica was just around the corner from our house," he says. "She was 30 seconds from being home safely."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica had been hit head-on by a 5,000-pound SUV. Police say that the driver had recently finished a phone call at the time of the accident. "The driver said: 'I'm so sorry. I didn't see her,'" Shelly says. "I felt badly for the driver because I thought: 'Oh, she's unconscious. She's going to be okay.' … And they started cutting my daughter's clothes off and it was hitting me this is very, very, very serious."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica was rushed to the local Children's Hospital, then airlifted to another facility. "The neurosurgeon made it very clear she was going to die," Shelly says. "I spent the night with her that night. I held her. Cried. I kissed her. I sang to her. I just needed to have time with my girl."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Little girl was 30 seconds and either 11 or 15 pedals, PEDALS away from her home. When I saw that I just burst into tears. I realized that could happen to anyone of us. I am or was guily of text/talking on my phone while driving. Today I took the NO PHONE ZONE Pledge and I am never going to use my phone while driving again. This show opened my eyes to the fact that I have been one of the lucky ones. I have not been in any accidents due to using my phone. I have been thanking god everyday for that. I felt the need to tell you all because I care about you guys to much to let anything happen to you or allow you to carry that burden of hurting someone because you were distracted by driving. Please take the Make Your Car a No Phone Zone Pledge! Just click the picture below and it will take you directly where you need to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6213846046914824896?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6213846046914824896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-pledge-make-your-car-no-phone-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6213846046914824896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6213846046914824896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-pledge-make-your-car-no-phone-zone.html' title='Take the Pledge, Make your car a No Phone Zone!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S2XfUSC77BI/AAAAAAAAAQk/prG2QS-n404/s72-c/nophone-header-631x86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5528272315592366424</id><published>2010-01-23T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:04:12.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 4 Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S1s5EERnUvI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_KOnnjavLB0/s1600-h/DSC_0195.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S1s5EERnUvI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_KOnnjavLB0/s400/DSC_0195.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429996517755146994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know that I am passionate about the Pro-Life movement. Well yesterday was the annual March 4 Life in Washington D.C and in Los Angeles, CA. This walk is to make people aware of how important this movement is to our society and the world.  We as pro-lifers are trying to create a culture of life and to show that there are other options out there than abortion. It was created as a non-profit, non-partisan, non-sectarian organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was started in October of 1973 when grassroots Pro-Lifers became concerned that come January 22, 1974 might just come and go with out having the Supreme Courts decision about abortion properly memorialized or redressed. At the time, no established right-to-life organization was prepared to undertake the planning, financial and operational responsibilities for a high impact prolife March on the U.S. Capitol. But, grassroots prolifers wanted to march! About thirty prolife veterans resolved themselves into a committee and began making plans for the first March for Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that first march on January 22, 1974 with 20,000 people, the number have only continued to grow. They have reached an estimated 250, 000. I have a feeling that those numbers are only going to continue to increase. Sadly I have never been able to attend the March 4 Life, but I am already planning on going next year with a group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well and if anyone would like more information, please feel free to send me a message or go to this link &lt;a href="http://www.marchforlife.org/component/option,com_frontpage/Itemid,1/"&gt;March 4 Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoxO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5528272315592366424?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5528272315592366424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/march-4-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5528272315592366424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5528272315592366424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/march-4-life.html' title='March 4 Life'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S1s5EERnUvI/AAAAAAAAAPs/_KOnnjavLB0/s72-c/DSC_0195.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2841948497326194</id><published>2010-01-14T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:02:35.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of a Lifetime Wedding Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to get excited sadly this is not for me, but I am gonna ask you guys to do me a huge favor. My clinical instuctor from last semester just got engaged and she is trying to get the wedding of her dreams. She signed of for this contest and needs all of our help. I know that you guys dont know her, but I assure you that she is a wonderful person. Not to mention that you know me and I dont judge people lightly. The voting for this contest starts this Monday, January 18th. I ask you all to please log onto this website (http://philly.upickem.net/engine/Details.aspx?p=A&amp;amp;c=10465&amp;amp;s=2550732&amp;amp;i=1&amp;amp;m=X#SD)or click the picture of them below and vote for to them. In order to vote though, you do have to register and create an account, but it would only be for a little while and then you could delete it if you like. This would mean a lot to me and of course my friend Danielle.  I hope that you all will be able to go on and vote to help my friend get the wedding of her dreams. Below is a picture of her and her fiance. Aren't they just the CUTEST!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://philly.upickem.net/engine/Details.aspx?p=A&amp;amp;c=10465&amp;amp;s=2550732&amp;amp;i=1&amp;amp;m=X#SD"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S0_aguUxGqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/iXlj4We9JF4/s200/PHOTO-10465-2550732P.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426796331730541218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-2841948497326194?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2841948497326194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-of-lifetime-wedding-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2841948497326194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2841948497326194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-of-lifetime-wedding-giveaway.html' title='Love of a Lifetime Wedding Giveaway!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/S0_aguUxGqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/iXlj4We9JF4/s72-c/PHOTO-10465-2550732P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3756816011045555752</id><published>2010-01-10T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:39:36.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So today I'm hanging out with my friends and I get this notification from facebook on my phone. It was a friend request from someone that I have not talked to in years! I'm not gonna name names, but she was a really good friend of my mom's and she has known me since I was practically born. After she got married we all kind of lost touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I mean we tried to get in touch, but it just never happened. We were all sad when that happened because we all of us were so close. She was over all the time, took me to my riding lessons. It felt like we lost a member of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I remember this one time we driving either to or from her house and she stopped the car. She put me on her lap and let me steer the car the rest of the way. It wasn't much but it's something I will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So today when I saw that it was her, I just could not believe it. Facebook is amazing in that way, allowing old friends to reconnect. I know that my mom is going to flip when she hears this story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope now that we have found each other and gotton back in touch. We won't loose contact again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you are having a wonderful day :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xox&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3756816011045555752?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3756816011045555752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/blast-from-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3756816011045555752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3756816011045555752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7813456597493600138</id><published>2010-01-08T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:36:48.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions for 2010</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been quite the year and I am looking forward to what 2010 has to offer! I am usually not one to make new years resolutions, but this year I have decided to make a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat healthier and change my life style around. I know people say this all the time, but I have a cruise that I am going on come june and a wedding come july. I want to look good for both...lol.You guys are helping me, because saying that out loud is holding me accountable and I don't want to make myself look bad...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The other thing is...I want to get my act together with school. I have been in there for almost 3 years its about time I start taking things seriously! The nursing program means too much for me to screw it up now after finally getting in, but sadly with what happened and me haveing to wait a semester to retake a course has shown me just how much being a nurse truly means to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best for this wonderful, exciting new year and I would love to hear about some of your resolutions for this year as well, feel free to share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7813456597493600138?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7813456597493600138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions-for-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7813456597493600138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7813456597493600138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions-for-2010.html' title='Resolutions for 2010'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6861266292961205835</id><published>2010-01-01T18:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:35:40.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sz6w8uPiAWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/u231W522Iug/s1600-h/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sz6w8uPiAWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/u231W522Iug/s320/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421965558652469602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!!  Wow 2009 sure has been one crazy year! This year has flown by so fast, but I am more than ready to get into the next decade of my life. With everything that has happened this year a fresh start is always a good thing. I hope everyone has had a wonderful Christmas holiday with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must give a shout out to Southern Gothic Productions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Southern Gothic Productions launched the first episode of their web series, Friendship Union Community Theatre. Also know as F.U.C.T. Another miles stone was when they launched their first short film, The true-love Tale of Boyfriend and Girlfriend. Both of these were directed by the fantabulous man, Nicholas Grey. There were also performances done by the lovely Hilarie Burton. Not to mention all of the new stylish clothing that they have created for us, the wonderful fans of SoGoPro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more shout out to Bethany Joy Galeotti, look out for her adaptation of  The Notebook being turned into a musical. It should be a wonderful and exciting thing to see. Keep your eyes peeled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes to you all for this New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6861266292961205835?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6861266292961205835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6861266292961205835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6861266292961205835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sz6w8uPiAWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/u231W522Iug/s72-c/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7821140905551671130</id><published>2009-12-21T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:19:23.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE true-love tale of BOYFRIEND &amp; GIRLFRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heyy Everyone! Its finally HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE true-love tale of BOYFRIEND &amp;amp; GIRLFRIEND&lt;br /&gt;Click the picture below to visit the Southern Gothic Productions and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmbaby.com/films/4538"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SzBHmeWOt-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/QKGQIXuNiFE/s320/DVD_00004557_medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417909078033610722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a FANTASTIC little story and I know that you all are gonna absolutely eat it up and not wanna stop watching so...come on and click the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots a Love&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kaitlan/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7821140905551671130?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7821140905551671130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-love-tale-of-boyfriend-girlfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7821140905551671130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7821140905551671130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-love-tale-of-boyfriend-girlfriend.html' title='THE true-love tale of BOYFRIEND &amp; GIRLFRIEND'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SzBHmeWOt-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/QKGQIXuNiFE/s72-c/DVD_00004557_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6888156154112892253</id><published>2009-12-21T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:09:04.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet end to finals week</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back! I am so glad to be done with finals! Sadly the end of finals week is a little bittersweet for me. I just found out that I did not pass one of my nursing courses with a C. I unfortunately received a C- after taking the final with a 103 fever, granted I did dig my own grave. I should have just told the professor when I got there I that was in no shape to be taking a test. Now I am forced to repeat the course next fall. So this whole upcoming semester will be filled with taking Gen-ed courses. Which is all fine and dandy except for the fact that I am practically done all of them up to my bachelor's and they are beginning to wear thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry to be blurting this all out, but I am afraid to tell my friends at home. I think that they are going to be seriously disappointed in me. I feel like a complete and total failure. There is no way I can break this to my mom, she will go completely bonkers with worry and I cant do that to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think that life is finally going your way, it has to throw you a huge curve ball. Sometimes I wish the world and the universe could leave well enough alone, sadly for some reason it refuses to do so. Ugh I could just kick myself right in the butt! All of the hard work that I have done, right down the drain. Granted I should be thankful to the fact that I am not out of the nursing program I am sort of like taking a semester off.  It just sucks because it sets me back almost a year. This means that next fall I am only taking the one nursing course, so its like Im starting at a freshman all over again. I am hoping that it does not feel that way once the semester starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those of you who read this, I apologize for ranting like this right before Christmas. You guys are the absolute best! :) I hope that all of you have a wonderful Christmas/Holiday and a fantastic break from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6888156154112892253?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6888156154112892253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/12/bittersweet-end-to-finals-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6888156154112892253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6888156154112892253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/12/bittersweet-end-to-finals-week.html' title='Bittersweet end to finals week'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5975888619071459816</id><published>2009-12-07T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:11:19.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J.O.Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the emotion evoked by well-being, success, or good fortune or by the prospect of possessing what one desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.O.Y, its amazing how one three letter word can really make a difference in someones life. This has been popping into my head a lot these days. I think that everyone needs to have a little joy in their lives. Especially now a days when all we hear about is how bad the economy is, the war in Iraq, people getting killed. Its horrible to listen to day in and day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was my choir concert and my entire choir decided to brighten christmas for some kids that were not of the best situations and probably would not have a christmas. This broke all of our hearts. No child should go with being able to celebrate christmas or whatever their holiday celebration maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that these children we going to have a christmas brought warmth and joy to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you all to go out and find some joy, whatever that maybe. Where it be taking a break from studying for finales and hanging out with friends, giving back to the community in someway.  No matter what it is, find it and hold onto it. You are all wonderful people and deserve to have joy not just during the holiday season, but everyday of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5975888619071459816?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5975888619071459816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5975888619071459816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5975888619071459816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy.html' title='J.O.Y'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6723360538240488891</id><published>2009-11-29T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:17:06.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Potatoe Cassarole with Praline Topping</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, in the spirit of Thanksgiving I thought I would share one of my favorite things to eat. I look forward to it almost as much as the turkey and the stuffing....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving with your family and friends. I know that I did! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat Oven to 350F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-8 medium sweet potatoes&lt;br /&gt;8oz crushed pineapple&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prick potatoes and stick them in the microwave until firm to the touch but cooked. I would say You don't want them to get mushy. Then you take all ingredients listed above minus the pineapple and mash them all together with a potato masher in a bowl. Then once all is mixed together add in the pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praline topping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1c flour&lt;br /&gt;1c brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2c pecans&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter(melted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all ingredients to create crumble topping. Then once everything is mixed together place it on top of the sweet potato's. Bake for 30 minutes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. What are some of your favorite recipes??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6723360538240488891?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6723360538240488891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-potatoe-cassarole-with-praline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6723360538240488891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6723360538240488891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-potatoe-cassarole-with-praline.html' title='Sweet Potatoe Cassarole with Praline Topping'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1162060389154433747</id><published>2009-11-15T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:11:24.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names&lt;br /&gt;~J.F. Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1162060389154433747?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1162060389154433747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1162060389154433747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1162060389154433747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3288105726489525044</id><published>2009-11-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:19:39.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Update :)</title><content type='html'>Heyy Guys,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I would try something new, I guess you could call it a podcast. I just think of it as a audio clip...haha. If you want to listen to the update all ya have to do is click the title link. You can either save it or open it with whatever program that it is you use. I dont have an actual player on my blog yet, like they do on SGP. Once I figure that out, doing podcast/audio clips will be much easier..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you have a wonderful week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;KO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3288105726489525044?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.box.net/shared/9u9tnq0y32' title='Audio Update :)'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.box.net/shared/static/9u9tnq0y32.amr' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3288105726489525044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/audio-update_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3288105726489525044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3288105726489525044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/audio-update_06.html' title='Audio Update :)'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5934240142933912318</id><published>2009-10-06T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:44:18.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quicksand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heyy Guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I heard this song on One Tree Hill, its by Everly and its amazing! Thought that I would share it with you all. Bethany Joy Galeotti sang it in this past mondays eppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Deaxr_hCm_8"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389659686273456914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 310px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Ssvq7dSSmxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/f5nd_GJ8s1c/s320/l_a7b95cec96a74e0bb415078b7fd29c93.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youtube.com/watch?v=Deaxr_hCm_8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Click the pic for the video :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics are complementary with the video :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5934240142933912318?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5934240142933912318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/10/quicksand.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5934240142933912318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5934240142933912318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/10/quicksand.html' title='Quicksand'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Ssvq7dSSmxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/f5nd_GJ8s1c/s72-c/l_a7b95cec96a74e0bb415078b7fd29c93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7423446619293416661</id><published>2009-10-02T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:04:14.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clinical Day 1</title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;This past Thursday the 1st of October, was my first clinical day at Holy Rediemer Hospital. We had to be there at 8 but usually clinical would start at 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the girl I was driving with was really nice and lives on campus...lol. Which is good because as of right now I am without a car. That is a whole other blog. We got the hospital at about 10 to 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital is so nice and clean. There are only single rooms. Which is a nice feature to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My clinical instructors name is Danielle Kohler. She graduated from Gwynedd 5 years ago. She is soo nice. My whole group thinks that she is amazing...lol. Most clinical instuctors we all heard were really mean, strict, and scary. Danielle or should I say Miss Kohler made us all feel that if we made a mistake or need help that we could, without being afraid of getting yelled at.She made us all feel very comfotable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We filled out a ton of information once we got there. Gwynedd had a whole packet of info that we had to go through before we could do anything. Than once we were done that we went on a tour of the floor that we were going to be working on. I'm really excited but nervous at the same time. Next week we actually get real patients and I don't want to mess anything up. I don't know if I could live with myself if I critically hurt someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were done the tour the day was over and it was time to leave.It was quite surprising with how fast the day went considering that we were just going through papers through most of the time at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for next week and keep your fingers crossed..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7423446619293416661?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7423446619293416661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/10/clinical-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7423446619293416661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7423446619293416661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/10/clinical-day-1.html' title='Clinical Day 1'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2684433996022282513</id><published>2009-09-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:34:49.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Days for Life</title><content type='html'>Heyy Ya'll,&lt;br /&gt;I have found that I like addressing this as a diary/ journal. Makes me feel like I am talking to someone that I have know for years and we are old friends, silly I know but you all already know that...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, or should I say AGAIN( boy do I hate comcast/technology in general) have been set apart from the online community for about a week now and it has been killing me. Finally I am back online with some important information that I would like to share. Its called for 40 Days for Life. If any of you are not prolife I do not mean to offend, this is just something personally that I feel the need to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://40daysforlife.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386952089411560546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SsJMYk9spGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vFhVxWkK6eY/s400/boulder-1-banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40 Days for Life is community-based campaign that draws attention to the evil of abortion through the use of a three-point program: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Prayer and fasting&lt;br /&gt;Constant vigil&lt;br /&gt;Community outreach &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;40 Days for Life takes a determined, peaceful approach to showing local communities the consequences of abortion in their own neighborhoods, for their own friends and families. It puts into action a desire to cooperate with God in the carrying out of His plan for the end of abortion in America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The 40-day campaign tracks Biblical history, where God used 40-day periods to transform individuals, communities ... and the entire world. From Noah in the flood to Moses on the mountain to the disciples after Christ's resurrection, it is clear that God sees the transformative value of His people accepting and meeting a 40-day challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mission of the campaign is to bring together the body of Christ in a spirit of unity during a focused 40 day campaign of prayer, fasting, and peaceful activism, with the purpose of repentance, to seek God’s favor to turn hearts and minds from a culture of death to a culture of life, thus bringing an end to abortion in America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.40daysforlife.com/location.cfm"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386952446467380594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SsJMtXGcFXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/epOZD11ZH0U/s320/fall2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This takes place from September 23- November 1st all over the United States. If you would like to get more involved clink the banner above for more information about whats going on in your area. Come on out and help us speak for those who can not speak for themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xOxO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kait&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/7052105123264615812-2684433996022282513?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2684433996022282513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/40-days-for-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2684433996022282513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2684433996022282513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/40-days-for-life.html' title='40 Days for Life'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SsJMYk9spGI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vFhVxWkK6eY/s72-c/boulder-1-banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3078325042073285719</id><published>2009-09-20T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:30:04.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>Choosing to be positive and having a grateful attitude is going to determine how you live your life.  ~Joel Ossteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3078325042073285719?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3078325042073285719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3078325042073285719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3078325042073285719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8893789917547337031</id><published>2009-09-14T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:21:15.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No respect for Kanye  West!</title><content type='html'>The VMA's was on last night and something happened thatI felt the need to blog about. I'm not sure who all was watching it last night, but I'm sure sure its been seen on the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Taylor Swift had won the first award of the night BEST FEMALE VIDEO. She was up on stage giving her speech and thanking everyone, when Kanye West decided to come up on the stage and interrupt her by saying&lt;br /&gt;    "Taylor I'm really happy for and I'll let you finish, but I just wanted to say that Beyonce made the best video ever!"&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce had the look of absolute horror on her face and poor Taylor! She looked soo sad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What right did he have to get up on stage and ruin her moment. Yes,Beyonce is an amazing artist but again she didn't win, no matter his opinion! Taylor didn't vote for herself to win the award, infact she was not even expecting to win. I'm glad that he got kicked out, that stunt made me lose all respect for him! You just don't do that to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out later that Beyonce had won some award and she brought Taylor up on the stage and said "Have your moment!" I thought that was totally sweet of her, considering she was never in the wrong. I think that Kanye should write her a personal  apology, apologizing for his behavior! That's the least he could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have left to say is Taylor you deserved that VMA and don't let what that jerk said get to you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a wonderful week so far! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8893789917547337031?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8893789917547337031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-respect-for-kanye-west.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8893789917547337031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8893789917547337031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-respect-for-kanye-west.html' title='No respect for Kanye  West!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-894015683121295947</id><published>2009-09-06T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:25:38.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vlog #1</title><content type='html'>Heyy guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sort of MIA from the whole internet/blogging/SGP world for the last 3 weeks, so I thought that I would do a little recap of the week in the form of a Vlog! Thats right folks, my first vlog since we all recorded that silly story..haha. That was so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here it is...Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-894015683121295947?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/894015683121295947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/vlog-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/894015683121295947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/894015683121295947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/vlog-1.html' title='Vlog #1'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-9072066831207268945</id><published>2009-08-21T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:21:21.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Population 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNaul4chpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1a7yFOSfXdM/s1600-h/Pop+8+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNaul4chpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1a7yFOSfXdM/s320/Pop+8+Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373738536872478354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;-- Promotional card handed out before the show. Same with the other picture below(Do NOT OWN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that this took so long to post. I have been super swamped this past week trying to get everything ready for school, so I hope that you all forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago I had the wonderful opportunity to head to the Big Apple and see a play, Population 8,  written by&lt;a href="http://www.sogopro.com/index.php#"&gt; SoGoP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sogopro.com/index.php#"&gt;ro's&lt;/a&gt; very own Nicholas Gray. Now I knew that this play would be wonderful and that Nick wouldn't let the audience down. Needless to say it was magnificent, touching, and hilarious! Well worth the wait after hearing about it for so long.  The writing was pure genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The play was about the lives of the last 8 residents in the small town of Loki, North Dakota. It started off with two of the residents Man and Ugly going to change the population sign from 9 to 8 people left in Loki due to one of the residents going missing, Jacob. The Characters of the play are quite fascinating. There is Man who is currently dating Ugly and is completely in love with her, he is also the town doctor. I must admit I felt sorry for his character, it just seemed like he was  Jacob's replacement to Ugly. She never thought of having a future with Man. Ugly is the former lover of Jacob, is very opinionated and will tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;exactly how she feels. Throughout the story you could tell that she was just using Man and that only saw what was between them as a fling. Although I thought that it was completely adorable how at the end Ugly finally accepts Man into her heart and they end up getting married and ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ving a child. Sylvie, who is would say is the town elder, they show her talking to a man named Leo (who I believe is her dead husband).Then there is Ruth who i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNa0kmDwkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/amWB98Rt2iw/s1600-h/Pop+8+Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNa0kmDwkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/amWB98Rt2iw/s320/Pop+8+Back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373738639606137410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s completely against anyone leaving Loki, which becomes a problem at some point in the play. Cree is married to Ruth and is the more laid back of the two, he is all for their children Frankie, Pepper, and McCoy leaving Loki and exploring the world. I would also say that he is more or so the voice of reason, the conscience of Loki. Frankie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who has got to be my favorite character works at the local radio station and likes to read old letters.  He is just full of energy and charisma, Not to mention has a little bit of a crush on Ugly. Pepper also works at the radio station singing, she wants to get out of Loki to become and actress and see the world. Jesse comes in later on in the play and he's Peppers boyfriend/husband/baby daddy buy the end of the play. Finally there is McCoy. McCoy had to have been the most emotional character &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of the play. He's deaf and at one point Cree talks to him about getting a cochlear implant so that he can finally hear, but later on in the play McCoy tells his father that he doesn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;need an implant to hear. He hears everything in his own way. For instance he describes how Pepper's voice is like chrismas day, he called Ugly a silly word but I can't remember it.  That had to have been one of my favorite parts. Its was moving and funny all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really isn't a bad thing that I could say about this play, maybe some unanswered questions. For instance What happened to everyone after they were all forced to leave by the government. Is Jacob really dead or is he alive somewhere in world. You never really find out, in the beginning of the story you think that he has just gone missing. Later on they all get a letter from some mental hospital &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saying that he was there and alive. Then once Ugly and Man get to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hospital Jacob is no where to be found. I guess its one of those things that's left to the imagination. Ugly had said once that even though Jacob had been with her, he still felt alone. I'd like to hope that Jacob us alive somewhere and isn't lonely anymore. See I'm all for a close ended story. This story was left open for the world to make of what happened to the characters on our own. Which is good, its just that it dives me nuts not knowing...ya know. I like to know what happens to everyone once the story has played itself out. Still Loved the play none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite moments of the play is where Frankie and Man go to the population sign to change it once again and they find a letter. Frankie goes absolutely ballistic and says "Please let me read the letter, letters are my life!" It was the funniest thing, because Frankie had fallen to his k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nees and was begging for Man to hand over the letter.  Another moment was when Frankie and Ugly are alone and Ugly starts coming on to Frankie, she kisses him and Frankie goes "I am to aroused for this." That made me laugh so hard...haha. I encourage all to go and see this play. It is moving, hysterical, sad, suspenseful and mysterious. That seems like a pretty good combination to me! Go See Population 8 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick should be so proud of his work. I only wish that it was running longer than just in the fringe festival. The theatre that it was played in was so adorable.At first I pictured a Broadway stage, because I had never been to the SOHO Playhouse, in the end I was glad that they chose this place. I really enjoyed being so close to everyone, it felt that no matter where you sat you were right there wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;th the actors on stage. They couldn't have chosen a better venue than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the SOHO Playhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Congrats Nicholas Gray!&lt;br /&gt;On a job well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNbDms21rI/AAAAAAAAAME/u-8B9g5hM2E/s1600-h/PICT0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNbDms21rI/AAAAAAAAAME/u-8B9g5hM2E/s320/PICT0816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373738897869559474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7052105123264615812-9072066831207268945?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/9072066831207268945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/08/population-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/9072066831207268945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/9072066831207268945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/08/population-8.html' title='Population 8'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SpNaul4chpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1a7yFOSfXdM/s72-c/Pop+8+Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7166286529870248697</id><published>2009-08-13T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:23:05.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.</title><content type='html'>Couldn't sleep was look at blogs, and came upon this quiz on both Vicki and Megan's blog. Its around 1:30am. I know that I haven't blogged in a while, but I assure you a blog w/o nonsense is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 11:30 and LOVED it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you like your steak? medium well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? The Ugly Truth(Hilarious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show?  OTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? hmm...I guess it would have to be somewhere near the beach, but close enough so that I could visit my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What did you have for breakfast? well it was more like lunch but Grilled Cheese and grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite cuisine? italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What foods do you dislike?mayonnaise(although thats a condiment), tuna, seafood salad, chicken salad, potato salad, and bratwurst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite Place to Eat? Applebee's, IHOP, and Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite dressing? creamy ceaser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What kind of vehicle do you drive? none at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are your favorite clothes? jeans and tshits. I go for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? anywhere except for China and Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you want to retire? wherever my fam is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite time of day? Right before the sun comes up and right before the sun goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where were you born? a hospital in NJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite sport to watch?  baseball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who do you think will not tag you back? im not tagging anyone&lt;br /&gt;20. Person you expect to tag you back first? im not tagging any0ne&lt;br /&gt;21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? i'm not tagging anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Bird watcher? I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you a morning person or a night person? def night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets? sadly no but I would like to get a dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? Going to see Population 8 on wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you want to be when you were little? a teacher or a nurse....for real..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your best childhood memory? sleepovers with friends and family vacations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Are you a cat or dog person? dog w/o a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you married? no but will be someday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Always wear your seat belt? sometimes, even though I know I should all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Been in a car accident? yes. I was about 10 or 11 and my mom was making a left hand turn into a shopping center and to this day I HATE left hand turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any pet peeves? Arrogance, not saying please and thank you, and not being courteous and kind to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite Pizza Toppings? chedder cheese and pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite Flower? Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite ice cream? Neopalitan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Favorite fast food restaurant? I &lt;3 Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How many times did you fail your driver's test? none, but I had to take the permit test twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. From whom did you get your last email? dont know haven't checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?? Tiffany's or AE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do anything spontaneous lately? hmmm not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Like your job?as of right now i am unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Broccoli?  yum-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What was your favorite vacation? Outer Banks, NC I love going there every year. Sadly we could not go this year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Last person you went out to dinner with? Nicholas, Kiersten, Alex, and Mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are you listening to right now? the fan in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What is your favorite color? Pink nuf said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. How many tattoos do you have?  none, but i want to get one on my foot eventually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How many are you tagging for this quiz? none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What time did you finish this quiz? 1:15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Coffee Drinker? LOVE coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33 Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. title of blog by Ellen Parr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7166286529870248697?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7166286529870248697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/08/cure-for-boredom-is-curiosity-there-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7166286529870248697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7166286529870248697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/08/cure-for-boredom-is-curiosity-there-is.html' title='The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1880263695808707550</id><published>2009-07-27T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:25:08.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Wedding Filled Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for being so MIA this week, as school approaches I am getting busier and busier. My birthday was this past Wednesday, the 22nd.I am now a 21 yr old young adult now, well at least that's what my mom tells me...haha. Im really not all that sure, sometimes I feel I am no where near being an adult. I spent the day with the fam. It was really funny because early in the day my mom decides to take me, my friend Jess, and my out to lunch. Im like awesome mom can I get a drink and of course she's like sure that fine. So we get to the restaurant and guess what I forget...my id of course. So my mom ends up having to by me the drink and sneak me some sips. Now how funny is that. I could not stop cracking up...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night a few friend from school drove down and hung out that night, along with my friends from home. We all went to TGI Friday's because I love their birthday song, its the best one out there I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what Ive been told&lt;br /&gt;Some one here is getting old&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but its been said&lt;br /&gt;Some one's face is turning red&lt;br /&gt;Sound off HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;Sound off BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cute my friend Nick texted me the entire song. I was so surprised that he remembered the whole song...lol. Instead of getting me desert they bought me a shot of Tequila. My friend Mel gave me two wrapped boxes, one of them had 21 dollars in quarters and the bigger box had 10 small bottles of different types of alcohol. My friend Katie got me a cute little nurse decoration, a rita's gift card, and this creepy little doll named Charles, that has a really long story behind it. Someday I might tell you guys because its pretty funny. Lastly my friend Kryssy got me a gift card to Borders. :) I think I made out pretty well..haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I hung out with my friends Steph and Mel. We all just decided to hang out at Mel's house and watch movies. Mel also caught us up on True blood. I had not been up to date and she is completely obsessed with this show...haha. All in all the night was fun, I had not hung out with them for a little while. Catching up is always a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I was headed to New York for my cousin Roberts wedding. It was completely wonderful. The brides dress was gorgeous..as always. She wore a simple white dress that came to a v in the front, which made the dress very elegant. Then down the back was a trail of buttons, when I saw that I though OMG how long did it take to do all of them, it must have taken at least an hour. The bridesmaids wore simple tea length turqouise type of dress that was strapless. Definitely a dress that you could reuse..haha.The Ceremony started at 3pm and of course we ended up getting to the church late, due to an accident that involved a car going up in flames. Although I assure you we did not find that out until we got back to the hotel before the recepton. It was on the news and I felt horrible for complaining in the backseat of my father's car because it was to hot. While I was complaining about being hot and in a dress someone could have neem dieing or seriously injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was a lot of fun. I was able to sit at the adult table..haha. My cousins and I were like yea man we're moving up in the world. There was tons of dancing...the groomsman were insane. One of them loved doing the worm, which always made me laugh. I even danced with my Uncle Bobbie which was an experience...haha. But it was fun none the less. By the end of the night I was really glad that we came. It was nice seeing family that I had not seen in a while. My older brother even came, which almost never happens. Him and family occasions don't mix and by the end of the night they were glad they decided to join the festivites. His girlfriend Bridget is one dancing fool, she doesnt need a man she is a force all on her own when she dances...haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I will have some pics posted from my bday and the wedding up soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1880263695808707550?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1880263695808707550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-being-so-mia-this-week-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1880263695808707550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1880263695808707550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-being-so-mia-this-week-as.html' title='Birthday and Wedding Filled Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6617040623312748573</id><published>2009-07-19T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:35:30.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Sophia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP9vsRVa-I/AAAAAAAAALk/6mEt20OdNwc/s1600-h/01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP9vsRVa-I/AAAAAAAAALk/6mEt20OdNwc/s320/01.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360406977280568290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been meaning to post a blog entry for Sophia Bush's birthday on July 8, but it just never happened. So here is a little summary describing our lovely Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born on July 8, 1982 in Los Angeles, California, but grew up in Pasadena, California. The daughter of Charles and Maureen Bush, Sophia is an only child. Sophia originally started acting at her high school, Westridge School for Girls. Theater was a requirement at her school. This was something she was originally irritated about, but she fell in love with being on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In 2002, Sophia got her start in acting with the role of Sally in “Van Wilder”. That same year, she also appeared in HBO’s “Point of Origin” and the independent feature “Learning Curves”. In 2003, she booked guest appearances on “Sabrina, the Teenage Witch” (playing Fate Mackenzie) and “Nip/Tuck” (playing Ridley).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The following her guest appearances, she booked her breakout role playing the girl we all love and feisty cheerleader Brooke Davis, on “One Tree Hill”.  Over the last six years while filming OTH she has taken part in productions such as Stay Alive(2006), John Tucker Must die(2006), The Hitcher(2007), along with her most recent productions Table for Three(2008) and The Narrows(2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sophia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope your day was as bright and shiney as your smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best Wishes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xOxO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. picture curtosy of &lt;a href="http://www.sophiabush.net/"&gt;Stunning Sophia Bush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6617040623312748573?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6617040623312748573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/belated-sophia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6617040623312748573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6617040623312748573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/belated-sophia.html' title='Belated Sophia'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP9vsRVa-I/AAAAAAAAALk/6mEt20OdNwc/s72-c/01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3848705352925607104</id><published>2009-07-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:59:15.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Final Part</title><content type='html'>Hello All :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to the end of my trip to Boston :(. I kind of wish that I was there still, because a few days ago we had a picture party for the choir. People had brought doubles of there pictures that they had taken and showed them to everyone, and my fear has come true. I earlier told you about how one of t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmN_FJcQp2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3pPeYudkMS8/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmN_FJcQp2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3pPeYudkMS8/s320/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360267707911546722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he directors Dave might be leaving the choir. Well, sadly it has come to the light and its true. He chose the picture party to tell everyone that he would be leaving, but it was not because he wanted to but because he was offered a wonderful job at Valley forge Christina Military Academy. We are all so happy for him and glad that he has found such a great opportunity, he will be sadly missed but his presence will not be lost. He has promised to come and visit along with attend our  concerts that we have a Christmas and in the spring. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now onto Boston...Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two days of the trip were very hectic. That Saturday morning we all actually got to sleep in a little bit but as soon as we got up we had to head to this place called Quincy Market. That was actually where the Cheers bar is, we at there that past Friday! It really is the cutest place. There are so many places to eat walk around, along with lost of street vendors. We a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmOELW7OHII/AAAAAAAAAKU/RFUsiU4WBj8/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmOELW7OHII/AAAAAAAAAKU/RFUsiU4WBj8/s320/053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360273312168418434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll sang there and then we had free time afterward that was really nice.  We walked around and I ended up spending $40 dollars on a piece of cloth that was absolutely the worst purchase I could have made in my life. It was one of those pieces of cloth that can do like a hundred different things and when its being shown to you it looks really cool and neat. Then you buy it and try to do it yourself and your like FML because it does not work the same way for you as it did for the vendor. I swear every time I think of that purchase or see that piece of cloth my blood pressure goes up..haha. Aside from that the day was great, weather was absolutely beautiful. I was able to get a few things for my family and some of my friends. I got my friend a stuffed Lobster and it was really funny because I had originally wanted to get him a t-shirt and asked him his size. His response was " not gonna tell you..lol. be creative i would b for you" I was not very happy with this response..lol. So I t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP3Ffb0k-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/PKGCYFTmke0/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP3Ffb0k-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/PKGCYFTmke0/s320/142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360399655210619874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;old him " you either tell me what your size is or your getting a lobster." His response to this was "ohhh i luv lobster" Lo and behold he had no idea that he was actually getting a stuffed animal and not a real lobster. He was very surprised when he saw what I had gotten him..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this day as fast paced as it was had to have been my favorite! On the last day of this trip we got to sing in the Old North Church, you know where the old "One by Land, Two by Sea" came from. This church is absolutely BeAutiful! Since it was a part of the freedom trail while we were waiting for the Sunday service to start we got to hear some backround information on the church. Its not like any church that I have seen, there aren't any pews like in a regular church but boxes with high walls and seats. Back in the olden days the preacher would stand high above the crowd and in order to sit in the ch&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP3PdEKPFI/AAAAAAAAALE/AbQSoiUqIMs/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP3PdEKPFI/AAAAAAAAALE/AbQSoiUqIMs/s320/149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360399826373196882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;urch you had to buy your seat and the closer to the front you were the more money you had to pay. Once you bought your seat you could decorate it anyway you liked..they had an example of how one would be decorated for that time period but my feet were killing me so I just headed back to the bus. As wonderful and charming as this church was when you are wearing heals that you haven't broken in yet(bad idea) your feet will kill you because to get to the church you have to walk up this big hill. Its not that bad, could b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP4lTz37iI/AAAAAAAAALc/jEloZc_OJCA/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmP4lTz37iI/AAAAAAAAALc/jEloZc_OJCA/s320/158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360401301357719074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e worse but the shoes are what make the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the service we left and went to Newberry St, its supposed to be the 5th Ave of Boston. I thought that it was pretty neat, there were a ton and I mean a ton of shops. A lot of them were well known designers. Since the service at the church ran long, we didn't have a lot of time to explore. The only thing that was able to be done was get lunch, eat it, and then head back to the bus. I was pretty bummed about that but what can you do right? I'll go back there again on day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty sad to have the trip end so soon. It felt that we had just gotten to Boston and here we were leaving. I am so thankful that I went on this trip. Especially now that we all know Dave is leaving. When he told us my heart almost broke. Don't get me wrong I am happy for him, but I feel that I am finally getting to know everyone and now here is goes leaving us. Life just isn't fair sometimes but I just have to remember its not like he's dieing. He's just moving on to bigger and better things.  That its not the end its the beginning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you enjoyed reading about my trip...I hope I didn't bore you to much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. The rest of my pictures will be up on flickr. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3848705352925607104?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3848705352925607104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-final-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3848705352925607104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3848705352925607104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-final-part.html' title='Boston Final Part'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SmN_FJcQp2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3pPeYudkMS8/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5836273651736572931</id><published>2009-07-13T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:00:40.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisky Penquins and  Evil Mosquitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remember when I told you how when I went to the Aquarium that we caught the penguins getting a little frisky well...I thought that I would post the video for you guys. Of course you dont have to watch it..haha. I wasn't even sure that you guys would even want to see it..but I was like what the hell..haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fbf78fb5eb2366d2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfbf78fb5eb2366d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB9100647692B1C86E907AA09C840E56D765BD2C.30EC2E9000C9870E5068E6B6006DD4B6A4DEE6E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfbf78fb5eb2366d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyo7ki6R1NevkkAsOzLx3Vn8I1YE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfbf78fb5eb2366d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB9100647692B1C86E907AA09C840E56D765BD2C.30EC2E9000C9870E5068E6B6006DD4B6A4DEE6E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfbf78fb5eb2366d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyo7ki6R1NevkkAsOzLx3Vn8I1YE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now these have nothing to do with the frisky penguins, but I thought these pictures were funny. These are called King Penguins..I think..haha. But in the first picture it looks like the one penguin is worshiping this other penguin that is on top of this rock who is acting all high and mighty. Then in the next picture the penguin on the rock is like "Im king of the world!" haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlwCuJ-AUzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lkxkSfTEA4E/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlwCuJ-AUzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lkxkSfTEA4E/s320/080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358160648637272882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlwCuU-Q_BI/AAAAAAAAAJU/RsCGq9tIP6A/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlwCuU-Q_BI/AAAAAAAAAJU/RsCGq9tIP6A/s320/081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358160651591154706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here  is a video that I took for you guys as a little preview of the classical concert that we went to at Tanglewood. Now at the end you'll see the camera go a little crazy. Thats because there was this huge black mosquito decided to land right on top of my hand as I was recording. I had a very itchy bug bite the next day...was not fun..not fun at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e91f741e0705d0b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De91f741e0705d0b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D680E34A045BAC41E4ADB496764A8F552CD2116ED.72147CFC52FBE52453B22B3398EEEB4DF0C7F5F9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De91f741e0705d0b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIbKufiN2kEcQ6s9d3Cwaj38NSos&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De91f741e0705d0b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D680E34A045BAC41E4ADB496764A8F552CD2116ED.72147CFC52FBE52453B22B3398EEEB4DF0C7F5F9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De91f741e0705d0b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIbKufiN2kEcQ6s9d3Cwaj38NSos&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By the way...I killed that mosquito dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thats all for today/tonight folks..the rest of my trip will be up shortly. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xOxO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5836273651736572931?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e91f741e0705d0b3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fbf78fb5eb2366d2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5836273651736572931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/frisky-penquins-evil-mosquitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5836273651736572931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5836273651736572931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/frisky-penquins-evil-mosquitos.html' title='Frisky Penquins and  Evil Mosquitos'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlwCuJ-AUzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lkxkSfTEA4E/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5019146860315540450</id><published>2009-07-05T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:33:46.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLItMNOKxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/miImE7oSOZw/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLItMNOKxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/miImE7oSOZw/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355563585593289490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope that everyone had a wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Independence Day =). I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;spent the day running errands with m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y mom. When we got home took a little nap, which wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s much enjoyable...then went to watch the fireworks with a couple of friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now on to my trip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The 2nd and 3rd days were way more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;interesting I promise you..ha ha. We did not spend over 6 hours on a bus, and let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; tell you I have done long car rides before but for some reason it felt lik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e we would never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; get there..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLIgspXpQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/U8X48NHEGCI/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLIgspXpQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/U8X48NHEGCI/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355563370962986242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we got up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that Thursday the 25th our first stop of the day was Fenway Park, home of the Boston Red Sox. We got a tour of the whole place which was really neat, and we learned a lot of little facts about the Sox as well. It was so funny, our entire group was sitting in the press box and our tour guide is trying to see if there are any Red Sox fans and this girl Dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cy who I roomed with goes I LOVE the NY Yankee's and everyone knows that they have the biggest rivalry in baseball. It was so hilarious...our tour guide was like Darcy by the e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of this tour you and I are going to be great friends...we all could not stop laughing. It was so amazing how m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uch history made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; up that one stadium. Everyone wanted to go onto the fi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLJn3Mv5ZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/T8aH47xEC5U/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLJn3Mv5ZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/T8aH47xEC5U/s320/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355564593566442898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eld, but they were getting ready for some charity e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;vent so no one was allowed on the field :(. The best part of the tou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r though was when we got to stand on top of the Green Monster. The Green Monster is this huge wall the Mr. Yawkey who was the last owner of the Red Sox. He had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he wall built " To keep the balls in and the freeloaders out." Words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;by Mr. Yawkey himself..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to the New England Aquarium. We were greeted by the penguins, and they are some friendly penguins at that. Our group was taking pictures of them and all of the sudden tw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o penguins start g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;etting frisky with one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;another. Those penguins were the most talked about exhibit the entire time we were there...haha. This may be nasty, but i managed to get a video of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;two penguins and my friend Jenn and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I showed it to the assistant director of the choir Dave (he ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s a very dirty mind) and he started laughing hysterically. Then looking me straight in the eye he said " I never thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I would see that day that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kaitlan Heaton was more wrong then I am!" Omg it was hilarious. That was the most exciting that happened while we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;were the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;re, on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;side &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLK57qZfBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PGjkuBGFBM4/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLK57qZfBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PGjkuBGFBM4/s320/055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355566003513818130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;note I was able to get a picture of Nemo!! I was so happy, I thought that they weren't going to have him and then towards the end there he was...it took me forever to get a non blurry picture of him. I officially need a new camera(adding that to my bday list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for Lunch we went to this place called Quincy Market and we ate at Cheers. Yes! I said Boston is not only the home of the Boston Red Sox, but also the filming of the wonderful show Cheers!  Only a couple of us went there, but we all had a good time. Dave could not stop talking about the wonderful Boston beer that they served there, which apparently is only served in Boston and how Jenn wasn't drinking hers fast enough..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLKdjxHjYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2KKUi2EghN4/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLKdjxHjYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2KKUi2EghN4/s320/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355565516063214978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then we all went back to the hotel for about an hour to rest and get ready for dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe. The food there was AWESOME!! I encourage everyone to go there and try the macaroni and cheese w/ chicken. It is the BEST Mac n Cheese that I have ever tasted, besides my mom's of course. :) After we ate I went to the gift shop and got my mom and my dad t-shirts and my friend Jess  a shot glass to add to her collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;End of day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had to be the best day out of all the days that we were there...we went to Harvard! It was soo neat and the campus is absolutely gorgeous. Just after one glance I was completely hooked, I told the girls that I was with "I want to go to Harvard!" ha ha. The buildings and architecture is Beautiful, even thought they were built so long ago. I think that's what made the c&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLLuWEFbAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vFSyeidYcrY/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLLuWEFbAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vFSyeidYcrY/s320/102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355566903954074626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ampus so appealing you don't see buildings built like them anymore. Call me old fashioned, but I can't help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; myself! :) We walked in to the church and it was gorgeous, not like the church they have at Lehigh or Villanova Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;versity. You have to wait like 10 years to get  on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; thier list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;could be wrong, don't quote me on it or anything. They have the biggest library that I have ever seen! We all wanted to go inside and check it out, but you needed a key card. I told all the girls that we should have waited and pretended that we forgot out key card. They weren't up for that..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After touring the camp&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLMKQe4DeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lJE95RGKtho/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLMKQe4DeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lJE95RGKtho/s320/114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567383492169186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;us we walked around the square a little bit and looked at all of the cute shops. We walked in this one particular shop that was called Curious George and when you see a shop with that name you just have to go in. It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was filled with a lot of cool stuff. I ended up finding a book that my mom used to read me all the time before bed Good Night Moon. When I saw it I just had to get it, my mom laughed when I showed it to her and she was like "do you know how many copies of this I had to buy?" It was a nice trip down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For lunch we all went to this Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; restaurant and my friend Julie me up with us just as soon as we st&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLMmBPbHOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zieMXsrwYYE/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLMmBPbHOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zieMXsrwYYE/s320/128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567860437163234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;arted putting in our order. I felt really bad because we were supposed to have a least an hour to hang out, but since our room that we were supposed to be practicing in be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fore our concert the next day we had to leave early. Despite that I was glad she came to meet us anyway, even though she only had an hour. She even brought me a present, a t-shirt from her school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boston University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for our final stop of the day we went to this place called Tanglewood. We saw a show done by the Emerson &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLNW4OSdNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9LgYcd6gi64/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLNW4OSdNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9LgYcd6gi64/s320/133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355568699830072530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quartet. I am not one for classical music, but these guys were stupendous. I didn't fall asleep once, gotten eaten alive by mosquito's but sleep i did not. I was recording a little bit of the show to post for you guys and as I was recording this who hairy black mosquito landed straight on my hand and you can see at the end of the video the camera goes crazy because I just had to slap the bug. After that I felt itchy everyone that went was swatting at them. Since the whole back of the theatre was open all of the bugs flew in, the ushers were even spraying people with big spray it got so bad. I must admit though myself and the other girls were cracking up because all you would see was one of us suddenly swat at something or scream and you couldn't help but laugh...ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3 coming up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xOxO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7052105123264615812-5019146860315540450?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5019146860315540450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5019146860315540450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5019146860315540450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-part-2.html' title='Boston Part 2'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SlLItMNOKxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/miImE7oSOZw/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-733133200904633817</id><published>2009-07-01T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:22:34.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'll go to Boston!</title><content type='html'>I know that I have mentioned it to a couple of people, but this past week I found my self in a city known as Boston, MA. I went there on a school trip with my choir. I must admit I was a little worried about how it might go, considering I have not really done much with the choir. I have been kind of putting it on the back burner, even though I really love to sing.  This week I found out that there are a bunc&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk13gvGnRcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MAtdpt_ADtI/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk13gvGnRcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MAtdpt_ADtI/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354066936297113026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h a great people that make up this choir, and I wish that I had put more effort into getting to know these people sooner. Especially because once of the assistant directors might be leaving this year :(. He has not said anything yet, so keep your fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the trip...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left my school at 7 am on June 24th, which left me leaving the house at 5am because we had to be at the school by 6:15am in order to pack the bus. Our First stop once we got to Boston was to the Salem Witch Museum. It was a really neat place. When we first walked entered they put on a show for us that went through the whole Salem witch trails and what happened to some of the people. That was such a sad time, so many innocent people died and no one really new the truth until years lat&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk17NmgpkbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uDVz_XP6ziQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk17NmgpkbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uDVz_XP6ziQ/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354071005619392946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while we were there we walked by this really cool looking house. I thought it was so pretty that I just had to take a picture of it! The architecture up there is absolutely gorgeous. Then right across from the museum was the statue of Rodger Conant, who was the first settler of Salem. How cool is that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we went to the hotel and everyone got settled in. It was so nice to finally get off that bus! Then for the last stop of the day we went to dinner at a restaurant called Maggianos and let me tell you it was no ordinary dinner..haha. Our waiter k&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk18I7Csa2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/luMripraENo/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk18I7Csa2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/luMripraENo/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354072024743177058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ept flirting with all of the girls at the table, and because he had I believe a french accent...all the girls were swooning. For desert he brought is like 5 pieces of cheesecake, that were huge! All of the girls kept cracking up because there was so much extra food that we had a whole bag filled almost to the top. I mean it might not sound as funny just hearing it, you definitely had to be there and not to mention I am the worst story teller ever! haha. But let me tell you we were all in stitches by the end of the night from laughing so hard! We all got a picture with him before we left, I wonder where I could find it? Since my camera died as soon as we got to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night when we all got back to the hotel and the girls and I all ended up playing a game of rummy, which let me tell you I am horrible at. But none the less it was still a lot of fun. This girl named Jenn beat us every time..haha. It was still fairly early when we all hit the sack, which was weird because you would think that from sitting and sleeping most of the day on a bus you wouldn't be tired. Let me be the first to tell you, you are dead wrong. It wears you out to the point of exhaustion. Usually I can not fall asleep as soon as I lay in bed, but I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll had a good week!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-733133200904633817?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/733133200904633817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/733133200904633817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/733133200904633817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-part-1.html' title='I think I&apos;ll go to Boston!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sk13gvGnRcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/MAtdpt_ADtI/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4375085199372835345</id><published>2009-07-01T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:25:03.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILARIE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Skwd_blFXcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KAS6kdcgsIQ/s1600-h/Hilaire+in+blue+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Skwd_blFXcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KAS6kdcgsIQ/s320/Hilaire+in+blue+dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687032608939458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of one of SGP's creators Birthday, I though I would right a little information about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all were introduced to Hilarie as one of the hottest VJ's on MTV. Then we all fell in love with her when she acquired the role of Peyton Sawyer, a fiercely independent artist on the hit show One Tree Hill. She has also done other projects such as Solstice, Secret Life of Bee's, and just recently finished filming Provinces of Night directed by Shane Dex Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you can find her roaming around her home in Wilmington,NC working with her best pals and business partners Nick Grey and Kelly Tenney. If it had not been for her and SGP so many friendships would have been lost. It is because of her creativity all with everyone else that has helped form SGP that so many memories and friendships have been formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would just like to take the opportunity to say Thank you for allowing us to be apart of this wonderful company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILARIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you had a wonderful day filled with laughter and joy!&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. picture curtsy of &lt;a href="http://www.hilarie-burton.com/hilarie/bio.php"&gt;Hilarie Burton Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-4375085199372835345?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4375085199372835345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-hilarie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4375085199372835345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4375085199372835345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-hilarie.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILARIE!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Skwd_blFXcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KAS6kdcgsIQ/s72-c/Hilaire+in+blue+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4058141248013718749</id><published>2009-06-21T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:09:31.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its My Mama's BDAY!</title><content type='html'>Since today is my moma's birthday, I thought that I would say some nice things about her and share a memory or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When SGP asked us who our mentor/hero's were I automatically thought of my mom. I truly do not know what I would do without her. When ever I have a problem I can always go to her for advice, not to mention that she always knows exactly when to say to make me feel better. Even when I make her mad, I always know that she loves me and that she can't stay mad at me for long.&lt;br /&gt;She is the smartest, kindest, honest, hardworking, and loving person that I know. She is always thinking about others and never about herself(maybe thats where I get it from..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was little my dad used to get up super early for work, and he would wake me up every once and awhile. When he did I would go downstairs and sit on the couch with her, because my mom was always up early and she would just comb through my hair with her fingers. It always put me back to sleep..lol. But I loved when it was just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im her honeygirl and she will always be my Moma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a picture montage for her, but wasn't able to get it finished in time. So as soon as I get that done I will definitely post it for ya'll to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sj8tmPHRGiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/92OBXKuLaJU/s1600-h/239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sj8tmPHRGiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/92OBXKuLaJU/s320/239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350045017254730274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-4058141248013718749?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4058141248013718749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4058141248013718749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4058141248013718749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy_21.html' title='Its My Mama&apos;s BDAY!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sj8tmPHRGiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/92OBXKuLaJU/s72-c/239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-545656976740502058</id><published>2009-06-21T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:01:02.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>So I feel like a horrible person, I haven't posted in a while. I know I know..I say this a lot, but I have hardly been on the computer I have been looking for scholarships for school. When im not doing that I am looking for jobs. Currently I have had no luck in that department, but I will prevail. My plan is to have a job by the time I get back from Boston, Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes thats another thing that I have been planning. I do not know if I have mentioned it before, but I am going to be in Boston from the 24th-27th of June w/ my school choir. I am so excited my friend Julie goes to school at BU so I am hoping that we are going to be able to spend some time together. Although I must say I am quite nervous, I don't know many of the girls but hopefully the girls and I will all get along. At least the ones that I am rooming with, I am begining to rethink why I wanted to go on this trip in the first place. Ohh it will be a fun experience I told myself. You'll have a great time, you've never been to Boston. I only hope that it turns out that way and it does not turn out to be a total disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back I will post all of the pictures and tell you all about my trip. Keep your fingers crossed that everything goes well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-545656976740502058?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/545656976740502058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/545656976740502058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/545656976740502058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-4414558295682227975</id><published>2009-06-13T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:11:26.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Last night I was sitting a my friend Kim's graduation and it really got me to thinking as to how things have changed since I graduated. I was feeling very sad.  Im coming up to my third year of college. These past 2 years have gone by so fast. and soon I am going to be out in the real world. Paying bills, looking for apartments, finding a job, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where to begin, there are just so many thing going around in my head that they probably wouldn't even make sense if I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all growing up, and thats such a scary thing to me. I feel that I am losing a good friendship. She has gone away to school, and everyone in our group of friends can see that she has changed. Im afraid that she is going to make a new life up by her new school and not need us anymore. No one wants that to happen, but we don't know what do...we can't force her to come home if she really does not want to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just that, but life scares me in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok all better now...Besides making me sad, and possibly confused it also had me reminiscing about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the memories that I thought of was, during my senior year my group of friends and I there was a trash can that we would always meet at between 9th and 10th period.  Since I was the first to graduate, a year later we though about sneaking into the school one night and stealing it or all of us signing it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my freshman year we were all sitting at lunch and my friend Ashley had this salad container that had a button you would press that would release the salad dressing, the you would sake it up so everything would mix. Well on this one particular day I wanted to use the cool container, so she hands me the container and I am extremely hyper for some reason and as I am shaking I didn't realize that the lid was not on properly. The next thing I know I become a salad myself..haha. I have lettuce and salad dressing all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-4414558295682227975?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4414558295682227975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4414558295682227975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/4414558295682227975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8805786309074262519</id><published>2009-06-03T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:10:02.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day</title><content type='html'>Heyy I was looking through old blogs, and found that this one had not been published. Well I could not just let it sit there, now could I? Of course not, so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard this song, I completely fell in love with it. They lyrics are just beautiful. I heard it on the season 5 finale of The Hills, and thought I would share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d337ee8efca7fbe8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd337ee8efca7fbe8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52B98FC5103E44100D0956D806DD1B988CC67494.40372F0B8C49795C44E167C0163F696E4F9567A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd337ee8efca7fbe8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWuUHl5Fagk8paMd1UM8eXacr9Zg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd337ee8efca7fbe8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52B98FC5103E44100D0956D806DD1B988CC67494.40372F0B8C49795C44E167C0163F696E4F9567A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd337ee8efca7fbe8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWuUHl5Fagk8paMd1UM8eXacr9Zg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8805786309074262519?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d337ee8efca7fbe8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8805786309074262519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8805786309074262519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8805786309074262519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-day.html' title='New Day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1396226333191204970</id><published>2009-06-03T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:17:07.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without the Internet for 2 days</title><content type='html'>YaY!! I am so glad to be online, for the past 2 days my internet has been down. This entire post was written last night when I was going out of my mind with boredom. Its amazing how clear your mind can get after writing all of your feelings down. I really need to do this more often..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06/02/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So I am sitting in my bed right now going insane! I know this may sound trivial but I have no and I repeat NO internet at all, and let me tell you that does not make me a very happy person! Its all because of these stupid cable boxes that everyone need to get in order to go DIGITAL. That is such a load of crap that I totally feel the cable companies are using just to get more money out of people. Sorry if I sound a bit cynical right now, I am going through serious withdrawal…lol.  Thankfully a technician is coming out tomorrow between 11 and 1pm.  That time can not come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There is a silver lining to all of this, I used to make fan videos all of the time. I have made Brucas, Naley, Like(Lindsay and Luke), and of course Leyton. Which actually surprised me because I was not a big fan of them at all. Total Brucas fan all the way over here..lol. Now I still like them together, but I am beginning to like Brulian and Leyton. Anyway…got a little side tracked, lately I have had no inspiration to create any new videos, partially because youtube has gone completely psycho removing the music from everyone’s video’s. Well these past few days without the internet my inspiration has come back and I am working on a Leyton tribute video! I can not wait for you all to see it! J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I also wanted to let you all know about my job interview. I think that it went really well, I met with the manager Caroline. She was really nice, she seemed to be not to much older than me. We seemed to be getting a long quite well, which is always a good sign. She asked me all of the regular question. What type of experience did you have in your last job? What did you like most/least about your previous job? What do you know about theft prevention? At the end she gave me a slip of paper so I could go online and do a survey/questionnaire thing about my moods and behaviors.  Some of those question were really bizarre and out there..lol. Now supposedly I have to wait for Caroline’s boss to review everything and then is she likes me I will get called in for a second interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now I just have to say a few things about the way  that Lucas and Peyton left OTH. I know that at the time of filming Mark did not know if Hilarie and Chad were coming back for season 7. I just wish that things would have been done differently. There should have been a scene with Lucas and Haley, I mean I was glad that Karen was there along with the scene with Whitey and Dan but it has been Luke and Haley since the beginning of the show. It just didn’t seem right that they didn’t have a final scene together. Even Brooke and Peyton had a scene at the end, it wasn’t long but they were able to have sometime together.  Another thing was Nathan getting into the NBA , it would have been nice to see him sharing the news with his brother. Everything else was done beautifully! Even though I still have many unanswered questions, I am sure that they will all be answered when the show returns. Until then I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One last thing, I just got done watching Paris Hilton’s My New BFF. How silly is that show, no pun intended for those who like the show; but the girl has a ton of money. Why would she need to be on MTV, all I have to say is DESPERATE. Its not even on something important, like anything on MTV is but  most shows are not dumb. For instance The Hills, The City, 16 and pregnant….all of those at least have substance and are enjoyable to watch. Lord help us first Paris, what’s going to be put on tv next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you  all for reading my ramble. I’ll give you your eyes back now..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful day/night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1396226333191204970?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1396226333191204970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/without-internet-for-2-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1396226333191204970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1396226333191204970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/without-internet-for-2-days.html' title='Without the Internet for 2 days'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5354538034906584073</id><published>2009-05-31T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:10:57.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory is mine!! hehe</title><content type='html'>As you all know I have been looking for a new job for quit sometime now. I mean my friend Sarah and I have filled out a total of 12 applications each. When we were done my brain was completely drained. I felt like I had just finished the SAT's all over again..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well me and my persistant nature...I ended up walking into one of the stores I applied to Claires and the girl working said that her manager would be in Saturday morning at 1 and to call. So I called Saturday at around 2pm and the manager actually picked up the phone, so I was able to talk to her. Her name was Caroline and she pulled out my application while I was on  the phone...long story short...I have and interview TOMORROW!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't get my hopes up because I might not get the job, but I can not help myself..lol. Its the only responce that I have had since filling out all of those application almost 2 weeks ago. So keep your fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-5354538034906584073?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5354538034906584073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/victory-is-mine-hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5354538034906584073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5354538034906584073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/victory-is-mine-hehe.html' title='Victory is mine!! hehe'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8275982435335358665</id><published>2009-05-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:17:23.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earl Grey Cupcakes with Lemon Buttercream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SiA5e-7bk3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/-KuWg3Zdgx4/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SiA5e-7bk3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/-KuWg3Zdgx4/s200/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341332362512536434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I have been completely neglecting this blog, but I was reading the blog that was created for Galeotti's, which is a restaurant that is being redone by Bethany Joy Galeotti (Haley) and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In on of her entries she made the delicious looking Earl Grey cupcakes, so I decided to make them and try out the recipe since I love baking new things. Not to mention that you can never go wrong with cupcakes..haha. They are some of the best cupcakes that I have ever tasted. Although instead of having a milk &amp;amp; honey frost I made a lemon butter cream instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought that I would share the recipe with ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earl Grey Cupcakes with Lemon Buttercream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SiA6fPWS1BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4nx8_UWKWfM/s1600-h/AAAAApqcLKkAAAAAASQEAg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SiA6fPWS1BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4nx8_UWKWfM/s200/AAAAApqcLKkAAAAAASQEAg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341333466431804434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 1/4 tsp. baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3/4 tsp. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 tbsp. Earl Grey tea (I used 1 bag and didn’t measure. I might add more next time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Preheat the oven to 350. Beat the butter and sugar together until it is light and fluffy. Add eggs one at a time, making sure they are thoroughly combined before adding the next one. Mix together the dry ingredients, including the tea. Beat in half of the dry mixture with the wet, then add the milk and the rest of the dry mixture, stirring until just combined. Line the cupcake pan with 12 cups and fill them about two-thirds full. Bake 20 to 25 minutes. Cool thoroughly before frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lemon Buttercream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 cups icing sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;zest of one lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 tbsp. lemon juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cream butter, then add the icing sugar and beat until fluffy. Add the lemon zest, juice and beat until smooth. Spread over cooled cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hope you all go and make yourself some delicious cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I got the recipe from &lt;a href="http://patentandthepantry.wordpress.com/2008/09/21/earl-grey-cupcakes-with-lemon-buttercream/"&gt;patentandthepantry.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8275982435335358665?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8275982435335358665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/earl-grey-cupcakes-with-lemon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8275982435335358665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8275982435335358665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/earl-grey-cupcakes-with-lemon.html' title='Earl Grey Cupcakes with Lemon Buttercream'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SiA5e-7bk3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/-KuWg3Zdgx4/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3958521120931380091</id><published>2009-05-20T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:40:59.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You want to hear my voice?!</title><content type='html'>Here it guys....My Voice, and my face. ( but that is not so important..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job &lt;a href="http://meganmary.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-you-have-accent.html#comments"&gt;MM&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://veeceekay.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-accents-are-fun-part-deux.html"&gt;Vicki&lt;/a&gt; for creating this story! It was absolutely Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure if I have an accent..I'll leave that for you guys to decide, also just click on MM or Vicki's  name above to read the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note- - - -I know I already said this on the video, but totally disregard the way my room looks. I have all of the stuff I brought home from school and have not found a place to put it all yet..lol. I swear it is usually much cleaner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a38450f94b1032d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da38450f94b1032d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1883FA9DF1355E58A8404DBDE574FAE63F1999D0.6091FA4777DE8BCB636EC085920B86514E4963E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da38450f94b1032d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7zWjl1G1yu5xXf3Bn9UHi6LQhS0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da38450f94b1032d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1883FA9DF1355E58A8404DBDE574FAE63F1999D0.6091FA4777DE8BCB636EC085920B86514E4963E8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da38450f94b1032d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7zWjl1G1yu5xXf3Bn9UHi6LQhS0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait (KO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I apologize for the all of the glare in my glasses from the computer. I could not stop if from happening..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3958521120931380091?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a38450f94b1032d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3958521120931380091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-want-to-hear-my-voice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3958521120931380091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3958521120931380091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-want-to-hear-my-voice.html' title='You want to hear my voice?!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8343271362596019832</id><published>2009-05-15T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:26:37.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis a sad sad day in the OTH World!</title><content type='html'>I am in complete and utter shock right now!! I just went on Onetreehillweb.net, and found out that it is in fact true that Hilarie as well as Chad are not returning to the show for its 7th season. They had an entire article that Hilarie did for Entertainment Weekly, which I get in the mail but anyway she talked about how horrible the rumors were and how she talked to many people before making her final decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the whole article &lt;a href="http://ausiellofiles.ew.com/2009/05/exclusive-hilar.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There are spoilers in this article, so if you do not want to know I suggest waiting till after the season finale to read the article.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me so sad!! I mean do not get me wrong I absolutely adore the other characters they each bring their own little thing to the group of the original five characters of the show. Without Lucas and Peyton that means that 2 of the original 5 are gone. I know stating the obvious here, and not to mentioned all of the unanswered questions that are going through my mind! What is going to happen to the show? What new characters are going to be replacing them?Will they ever come back to do guest appearences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas and Peyton brought so much to the show. Peyton had her art and her music. I can not say how many wonderful bands were intriduced to me because of the character Peyton Sawyer. The same goes for Lucas instead of music he had is literature. So many wonderful books have been brought to my attention over the last 6 years. Not to mention thier whole love story, now they are finally happy and we're not gonna get to see it! That makes me a little angry, granted I admit that I was not the bigggest Leyton fan but they have really grown on me. Its just not going to be the same with out seeing them every week.  They can try to bring in new characters to replace them, but nothing or no one will be able to do that job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that people have been talking about this for months now, but its one thing to hear people talk about it and a something completely different to see it with your own eyes. I guess I was hoping that what was being said was not true. So I guess you could say that I was in complete denial.  Having said that I fully support both Chad and Hilarie in their decision to leave the show. Even though I may not like it, but only good things will come out of it, for instance now Hilarie will have more time to focus on SGP and other projects that she might also be working on. It was also really sweet of her to take the time to do an interview to dispelling all of the rumors that have been flying around the web. I wish them both the best of Luck in all of their future endeavors and can not wait to see what Mark Schwan comes up with next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8343271362596019832?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8343271362596019832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/tis-sad-sad-day-in-world-oth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8343271362596019832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8343271362596019832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/tis-sad-sad-day-in-world-oth.html' title='Tis a sad sad day in the OTH World!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-566409148080050705</id><published>2009-05-14T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:48:48.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unforgetable Day!</title><content type='html'>Today was going on just like any normal day. I had been hanging around the house trying to unpack all of my things that I brought home from the dorm since summer break started. I know that I have mentioned this before, but I have been trying to get in to my College's nursing program for the past 2 years and have failed. I was beginning to think that it would never happen and started to give up. I even emailed my advisor saying that I didn't think that I got in and was interested in another major, because this was my second year being undeclared so I needed to declare a major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had plans to go and hang out with some of my friends at the local applebee's and for some reason before I left I got on the computer to look at something. I forget what it was at the time, but before I got off I was like why don't I check my school email account and see if I have any emails. Low and behold there was an email saying Admission to the School of Nursing. I sat there stunned for about 2 minutes before walking into my mother's room and saying "Mom I did it, I made it into the nursing program!" I was to excited to cry or even jump at this point. I have been worried that I would never accomplish something that I have wanted since I was a little girl. Today my dream came true and you are looking at the newest member of the Gwynedd Mercy School of Nursing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys have been nothing but supportive, so I wanted to share this all with you! I hope you all are having a wonderful evening! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-566409148080050705?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/566409148080050705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/unforgetable-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/566409148080050705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/566409148080050705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/unforgetable-day.html' title='An Unforgetable Day!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1425564073325706773</id><published>2009-05-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:06:18.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Free and Prosper</title><content type='html'>Since I do not have a job right now the last thing I should be doing was going to the movies..lol. But since I am such a movie buff I could not help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen 2 movies in the past 3 days, and only one of them was work seeing. The first one being Star Treck and the other being Obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Treck let me tell you was AMAZING. JJ Abrams did a SUPERB job at turning the old tv show into a movie. When I was little I was never a huge fan of the show, in fact &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SguTSK_zHLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8Fq0jd91Zj8/s1600-h/startrek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SguTSK_zHLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8Fq0jd91Zj8/s200/startrek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335520123949358258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hated it. I know right..how can you hate Star Treck? Thats like saying that I hated Star Wars, which I love by the way. But it was so cool going and watching everything that I remembered about the show unfold. The special effects were really cool, and there were some parts that were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely pay to go and see it again. That is how good it was, and I do not do that for many movies. My favorite line besides Spock's "Live Free and Prosper" would be the infamous "Beam us up Scotty!" I encourage everyone to go and see this movie, its still good even if you know nothing about the tv show. Chris Pine does an AMAZING job at playing Captain James Tiberius Kirk. Now Syler from Hero's (don't know his real name),Mr. Nick Grey's favorite person was great at playing Mr. Spock, before he became Mr. Spock..haha. He by far was my favorite before Captain Kirk of course. I am totally jealous at the cool hand thing they can do, I have tried over and over again but it just does not happen. My friend Rachel was cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as for the other movie..that did not go so well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SguV0C8rPSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4SNuXx_f-1c/s1600-h/obsessed-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SguV0C8rPSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4SNuXx_f-1c/s200/obsessed-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335522904927583522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Beyonce I do, but she has got to pick better movies. The same goes for Ali Larter who also plays in Hero's. The plot of the movie was good, I will give it that but it was so slow paced.  It felt like the movie last for 3 hours when it was only like and hour and a half. Although there were some parts that were really creepy. Certain scenes could have come out of real life situations. The one that stands out in my mind the most is where Beyonce and her Husband go out to dinner to celebrate his birthday. They leave their son with their usual babysitter, and the woman who has been stalking Beyonce's husband goes to the house pretends to be a friend of the family and goes us and takes the baby. Granted she didn't take him away from the house, but when they got home he was missing and was found in the husbands car. That is just too scary, and the funny the was that when the crazy woman pretended to call Beyonce and her husband and asked the babysitter is she wanted to talk to them she said no. Now if that had been me I would have say YES!!  That was jsut a silly mistake on the babysitters part. The last ten minutes were the best part of the whole movie. Things finally got to moving along and getting to the point.  This movie I would recommend renting and watching, but it is not worth spending ten bucks to go and see the movie in theater's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1425564073325706773?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1425564073325706773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-free-and-prosper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1425564073325706773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1425564073325706773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/live-free-and-prosper.html' title='Live Free and Prosper'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SguTSK_zHLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8Fq0jd91Zj8/s72-c/startrek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-7372776195758251699</id><published>2009-05-13T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:25:06.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I did a quote of a day, and when I saw this quote I knew I needed to post it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No man is a failure who is enjoying life." - William Feather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait(KO)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-7372776195758251699?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7372776195758251699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7372776195758251699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/7372776195758251699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day_13.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8284460493575619334</id><published>2009-05-10T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:36:38.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing a Memory...</title><content type='html'>So in honor of Mother's Day, I would like to share with you one of my favorite memories that I have with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok where to start...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during the summer that I became a freshman in high school. I had been talking to my mom about joining the Color guard of the band. For those of you who are not sure what the color guard is, we are the flags, rifles, and sabre's that are on the field in the colorful uniforms..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular day was an important one because it was the first summer practice of the season. My mom had to work that day, but promised that she would be home in time to take me. Well, lets just say that things did not go according to plan for my mom at work that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice started a 5:30pm, and it was rolling on 5:15pm. Naturally I am at home pacing back and forth freaking out about being late to the first practice. I even started hyperventilating before my mom got home, because I had worked myself into such a tizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See back then, and mostly today I don't like being late when first starting something new. Especially when I don't know anyone, I can be a very shy person when it comes to new people and places. My friends and family would tell you otherwise, but it is soo true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...So its after 5:30pm when my mom finally gets home, and by that time I was like I am soo not going to this practice. Everyone is already going to be there and I am going to look like a total idiot walking in late. I'll just join next year. When I said this my mother looked at me and said " If you are constantly putting stuff off because you are afraid to try new things you will get no where in life. You are going to that practice." With that being said she proceeded to walk to the car dragging me with her in protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told my mother this a thousand times, but I am so glad and appreciative to her for dragging me to that practice. It turned out that I knew a lot of the girls that were there so it made going late not that much of a big deal, and I ended up being apart of the guard though all 4 years of high school. I truly believe that the times I had with the band and the guard were the best times of high school. There are so many inside jokes, that even now a junior in college still remember and laugh at. If it had not been for her I never would have met such wonderful people, and made great friends. I am so appreciative to her for that experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER"S DAY to all of the wonderful mother's in the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I would love to hear how everyone spent their mother's day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8284460493575619334?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8284460493575619334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/sharing-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8284460493575619334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8284460493575619334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/sharing-memory.html' title='Sharing a Memory...'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3550959267884900025</id><published>2009-05-10T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:38:11.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Poem</title><content type='html'>Usually I do a quote of the day,but since today is Mother's Day I decided to share a poem for all of the mother's out there. When I read this it seriously made me cry..lol. I am such a sap its ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother...&lt;br /&gt;You filled my days with rainbow lights,&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales and sweet dream nights,&lt;br /&gt;A kiss to wipe away my tears,&lt;br /&gt;Gingerbread to ease my fears.&lt;br /&gt;You gave the gift of life to me&lt;br /&gt;And then in love, you set me free.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your tender care,&lt;br /&gt;For deep warm hugs and being there.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that when you think of me&lt;br /&gt;A part of you&lt;br /&gt;You'll always see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3550959267884900025?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3550959267884900025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3550959267884900025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3550959267884900025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Poem'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2840902260306794974</id><published>2009-05-10T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:48:59.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!</title><content type='html'>So in honor of Mother's Day, I would like to share with you one of my favorite memories that I have with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok where to start...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during the summer that I became a freshman in high school. I had been talking to my mom about joining the Color guard of the band. For those of you who are not sure what the color guard is, we are the flags, rifles, and sabre's that are on the field in the colorful uniforms..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular day was an important one because it was the first summer practice of the season. My mom had to work that day, but promised that she would be home in time to take me. Well, lets just say that things did not go according to plan for my mom at work that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice started a 5:30pm, and it was rolling on 5:15pm. Naturally I am at home pacing back and forth freaking out about being late to the first practice. I even started hyperventilating before my mom got home, because I had worked myself into such a tizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See back then, and mostly today I don't like being late when first starting something new. Especially when I don't know anyone, I can be a very shy person when it comes to new people and places. My friends and family would tell you otherwise, but it is soo true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...So its after 5:30pm when my mom finally gets home, and by that time I was like I am soo not going to this practice. Everyone is already going to be there and I am going to look like a total idiot walking in late. I'll just join next year. When I said this my mother looked at me and said " If you are constantly putting stuff off because you are afraid to try new things you will get no where in life. You are going to that practice." With that being said she proceeded to walk to the car dragging me with her in protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told my mother this a thousand times, but I am so glad and appreciative to her for dragging me to that practice. It turned out that I knew a lot of the girls that were there so it made going late not that much of a big deal, and I ended up being apart of the guard though all 4 years of high school. I truly believe that the times I had with the band and the guard were the best times of high school. There are so many inside jokes, that even now a junior in college still remember and laugh at. If it had not been for her I never would have met such wonderful people, and made great friends. I am so appreciative to her for that experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER"S DAY to all of the wonderful mother's in the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-2840902260306794974?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2840902260306794974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2840902260306794974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2840902260306794974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-8724869309547709017</id><published>2009-05-03T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:32:03.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>I love the rain don't get me wrong, but its on those days where you just feel like doing nothing ya know. I mean the sky is all dark and grey and the sun shine that usually makes you happy is perfectly hidden behind the clouds. Today was one of those days. All I wanted to do was go downstairs lay on my couch and either curl up with a good book or watch movies all day, while drinking tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my plans for the day had me doing other things... I had plans to meet my friends for breakfast this morning at 10 and it was just so hard to get out of bed...lol. when I woke up it was pouring rain, all I kept on doing was looking  outside being its not 10 am already its still dark! Needless to say I got up and went to this little restaurant called Anna Marie's. Its one of the cutest places that you will ever visit. When I drive by there I will definitely have to take a picture and post it for you guys. The people there are so warm and welcoming. They always have smiles on your faces, and even during a rainy day its contagious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hung out with my madre and went to target. My brother needed to get some blank cd's. I was able to get my friend Katie/roommate her birthday cards. Im not sure what to get her, but I'll think of something..lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though I did not get to lay on the couch and watch movies or read a book, I think that I had a relatively good day, considering the weather..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to come back to school unfortunately to finish my finals. I am so ready for school to be over and done with. Although I must say I am a little sad that this school years almost over. My roommate Katie is graduating this year, and its going to be so weird here with out her. Im so used to seeing everyday during the week, and occasionally during the summer. I know I know...Im acting like I'll never see her again, its just going to be a little outside the norm next year.Our suitmate kryssy is going to be my roommate next year and I think that we're going to have a good time next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you enjoyed my day..thought that I would update for you since I have been so busy lately preparing for finals. Hope you all had a good weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-8724869309547709017?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8724869309547709017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8724869309547709017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/8724869309547709017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2572999909167316147</id><published>2009-04-25T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:44:31.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="me"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pro⋅cras⋅ti⋅nate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;–verb (used without object) &lt;div class="pbk"&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to defer action; delay: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;to procrastinate until an opportunity is lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used with object) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to put off till another day or time; defer; delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me in one word. I am procrastination...lol. Sadly I always wait till the last minute to do anything. I had a project due this past Thursday, and I did it in one night. I did.  not sleep at all this past Thursday. That just shows how badly I am at getting things done on time. In my defense though, I did get the project almost a week later than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to go to Procrastination rehab, or I am going to be in serious trouble..lol. Especially if I get into the nursing program. Just seeing what Katie had to do this year and last, I will be completely screwed if I do not do my work in a timely manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried everything...writing things on my calender, buying a planner, writing things on my hand, on my computer desktop. It just does not seem to be working, that or I just don't want to put the energy towards getting my work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO if any of you have any good ideas of how to get rid of my procrastination...please oh please let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thank you SOGO for introducing us all to Bibis. Her voice is amazing! Check her out on youtube. Just in case here is the video that was filmed with her singing Foxes. Foxes is a song that she wrote, so enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hb2t6DdfmXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hb2t6DdfmXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-2572999909167316147?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2572999909167316147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2572999909167316147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2572999909167316147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1672699686345220487</id><published>2009-04-18T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:36:39.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OTH Videos!</title><content type='html'>Making OTH videos is a major stress reliever and one of my favorite pastimes besides reading and hanging out with friends. I have a couple that I have made and would like to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leyton-Rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1010ef442c288164" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1010ef442c288164%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BA1F6065B8AE5261887E199D88DDA113D059F8D.5E65AAE6A67B251FC2D319DBB54048FE0B5294B9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1010ef442c288164%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX6kme5aHzkPd0FoZVzVXOHJ0IjI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1010ef442c288164%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BA1F6065B8AE5261887E199D88DDA113D059F8D.5E65AAE6A67B251FC2D319DBB54048FE0B5294B9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1010ef442c288164%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX6kme5aHzkPd0FoZVzVXOHJ0IjI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brucas- Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8d370b288b226483" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d370b288b226483%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E6DBFAEC880ABA7F730160B59F8E3D402AB7B0C.F738DA9514AAC9CC90DEA8B7457066C979E110A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d370b288b226483%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHdQ8dxFZRAKyDF6xEDltOJJgJwg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d370b288b226483%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E6DBFAEC880ABA7F730160B59F8E3D402AB7B0C.F738DA9514AAC9CC90DEA8B7457066C979E110A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d370b288b226483%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHdQ8dxFZRAKyDF6xEDltOJJgJwg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these video youtube told me I couldn't post because of copyright laws or some crap like that, but as you can see I am a total rebel..lol.&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1672699686345220487?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1672699686345220487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/oth-videos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1672699686345220487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1672699686345220487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/oth-videos.html' title='OTH Videos!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-5167292237761865942</id><published>2009-04-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:32:08.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SoGoPro T-shirt!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekCs4VbaXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TmSjKmQxztc/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekCs4VbaXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TmSjKmQxztc/s200/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325791004402084210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been quite the day! First I find out that I aced my anatomy test, that I was only able to for 2 hrs. Woot go ME!! I have never gotten that high on an A&amp;amp;P test ever! I was totally stressing about that one! Then my mom comes home at school and we're talking in the car and she tells me "I almost forgot to tell you, you got a package in the mail yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard that I was screaming WOOHOO at the top of my lungs. I swear I would have been doing the cabbage patch if I had not been in a car. People were looking at me like I was crazy through their windows...lol. I was like if only you knew what I was so happy about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really needed the t-shirt today, it was the perfect ending to one  of the most stressful weeks ever!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekDC5R1eRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pcO3NGoTPD0/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekDC5R1eRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pcO3NGoTPD0/s200/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325791382612572434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekDEAC6rCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/E6Dx8fv-KHQ/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekDEAC6rCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/E6Dx8fv-KHQ/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325791401608916002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have to do is find a poster frame to put it in, so I can hang it up somewhere. It needs to be where people can see it..lol. Although I must admit I have no idea where to get one. So if any of you know a good place to find them please let me know! It would be GREATLY appreciated! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you who ordered you t-shirts get them soon, and those of you who haven't  you better get on that..lol. J/k.  But I do encourage all to get one! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&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/7052105123264615812-5167292237761865942?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5167292237761865942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/sogopro-t-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5167292237761865942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/5167292237761865942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/sogopro-t-shirt.html' title='SoGoPro T-shirt!!!!'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/SekCs4VbaXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TmSjKmQxztc/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-6608137507649556538</id><published>2009-04-16T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:54:13.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys and Sex</title><content type='html'>Remember that guy that I recently wrote about? Well, I recently went on my Easter break last week and school started back up this week. Last week my roommate and my suitmate went out to Applebee's with him and just hung out. It was last Tuesday the 7th if I remember correct, because it was the day I had my wisdom teeth taken out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it kind of weird, because it was me that he was supposed to be liking, and I was there..lol.&lt;br /&gt;But during my Easter break last week I get a text from my roommate Katie asking her if I had any plans made with Mike. We actually did have plans for this past Monday. I was like yea, and she was like do you have three way calling? I said yes, and responded ok me you and kryssy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, she told me the next day through a text that I should cancel the plans, or make the for another time because her and kryssy needed to talk to me about Mike. Apparently when they were out at Applebee's he told them about how he was depressed, and that he had sex with these girls because he just didn't care about what happned to him. Thats not even the best part. They asked him..What are you looking for in a girl? He replyed with Cute, good sense of humor, likes to be out doors, and eventually will do somethings. Well "somethings" we to do with sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really surprised me, because eventually he expected it. He said that it didn't matter right now, and that he wouldn't pressure me because I had never had sex before or done any other stuff. I just want to make it all known that I KO am waiting for Marrage, and all the extra stuff ain't happening eather. No disprespect to anyone, that just is not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they told me that I was like how stupid could he be?? I mean why would he tell the girl he supposedly likes  best friends that he would eventually be expecting sexual favors? I mean come on like they would not have told me! So I have sadly decided that Mike is not the guy for me, because even if he says that he is ok with not doing that stuff...whose to say he won't pressure me about it later or make me feel guily. I am not going to put myself through that, its just not worth the anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to sex being magical. Somthing that people did when they were truly in love, and  wanted to show that person how much they were loved. Allowing that person to see a side of them that no one else gets to see? It just makes me so sad that sex has become so commercialized and that its not always though of as somthing sacred and beautful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully someday I will find my Prince Charming, who will respect my beliefs and values. Someone who will be willing to wait for me, and want to wait for me because he loved me that much. I am praying for that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-6608137507649556538?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6608137507649556538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/boys-and-sex.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6608137507649556538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/6608137507649556538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/boys-and-sex.html' title='Boys and Sex'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-1255098656601420341</id><published>2009-04-14T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:51:38.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Revelation</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post this yesterday, but my computer was acting funny. So hopefully it works this time, as the old saying goes Third times a charm...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life...So I have recently been thinking about my life. Especially after the death of Harry Kalas, and the recent episodes of One Tree Hill. The latest one just ripped my heart out. I found it so sad that Peyton was basically saying goodbye to all of the people that she loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole episode there were references of what all of the character had accomplished so far in their life. Then finding out Harry Kalas died today. He is like the voice of the phillies. He has been announcing for them since the 70's. Today they had a special about all the he has accomplished throughout his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just got me thinking about my life. This may be a little self centered but if I died tomorrow what would be say about me? I haven't really accomplished much in my life, yes I know I am having a self pity party right now, and that I should be greatful that I am alive. That I live in a stable home and am surrounded by people who love and care about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it why One Tree Hill and the death of Kalas has gotten me so freaked and thinking about life and death. I mean its so scary how fast things can be taken from you. I mean yesterday Harry Kalas was alive and well doing his job, and then all of the sudden today he collapses in the announcers box a little bit before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched on Oprah that this woman was pregrant and had just given birth to a daughter and was recouperating, when the nurse said let me introduce you to your daughter. She was getting read to stand up when she felt dizzy. She ended up falling to the ground and dieing right there infront of the nurse. They found out late that she had a blood clot that they didn't know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like that really set you back to reality and make you see whats right in front of you. That you need to live your life in the present. That each moment counts, because you never know when it will be your last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a person who lives in the present, I over analyze things and think ahead or I live in the past. I would be a hypocrite if I was saying all of this and not doing or at least trying to take my own advice. So I am trying to leave each day as my last, and to take in each moment as it comes, and not worry about what other people thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its taken me a long time to finally realize that you can't live your life for other people....life to short. So as of today, this moment...Im becoming my own person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me or leave me as I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-1255098656601420341?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1255098656601420341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-revelation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1255098656601420341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/1255098656601420341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-revelation.html' title='My Revelation'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-2345692391391139327</id><published>2009-04-13T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T18:16:12.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinkings of my life...</title><content type='html'>Life...So I have recently been thinking about my life. Especially after the death of Harry Kalas, and the recent episodes of One Tree Hill. The latest one just ripped my heart out. I found it so sad that Peyton was basically saying goodbye to all of the people that she loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole episode there were references of what all of the character had accomplished so far in their life. Then finding out Harry Kalas died today. He is like the voice of the phillies. He has been announcing for them since the 70's. Today they had a special about all the he has accomplished throughout his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just got me thinking about my life. This may be a little self centered but if I died tomorrow what would be say about me? I haven't really accomplished much in my life, yes I know I am having a self pity party right now, and that I should be greatful that I am alive. That I live in a stable home and am surrounded by people who love and care about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it why One Tree Hill and the death of Kalas has gotten me so freaked and thinking about life and death. I mean its so scary how fast things can be taken from you. I mean yesterday Harry Kalas was alive and well doing his job, and then all of the sudden today he collapses in the announcers box a little bit before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched on Oprah that this woman was pregrant and had just given birth to a daughter and was recouperating, when the nurse said let me introduce you to your daughter. She was getting read to stand up when she felt dizzy. She ended up falling to the ground and dieing right there infront of the nurse. They found out later that day she had a blood clot that they didn't know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like that really set you back to reality and make you see whats right in front of you. That you need to live your life in the present. That each moment counts, because you never know when it will be your last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a person who lives in the present, I over analyze things and think ahead or I live in the past. I would be a hypocrite if I was saying all of this and not doing or at least trying to take my own advice. So I am trying to live each day as my last, and to take in each moment as it comes, not worrying about what other people think. Im becoming my own person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me or leave me as I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-2345692391391139327?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2345692391391139327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinkings-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2345692391391139327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/2345692391391139327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinkings-of-my-life.html' title='Thinkings of my life...'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052105123264615812.post-3315900669771108252</id><published>2009-04-10T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:20:49.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Teeth and MUCH more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so this past Tuesday I had to get my wisdom teeth removed. Not as bad as I thought, but the only thing that sucks is the fact that you can't eat like normal. Yes of course I knew that before I went and had them removed, but I was thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; whatever I'll just eat food like normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anway&lt;/span&gt;! Well that so did not work out as planned...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Let me tell you food and I are like two peas in a pod! Its like torture only being able to eat with my front teeth and only eating water ice and ice cream. Don't get me wrong..I love my ice cream and water ice just as much as anyone else, but I want me some REAL food! I can't wait till I can eat and not have to worry about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt; or dislodging a clot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; now that that's done..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry for my outburst, but  needed to vent about that..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these past few days I have been kind of outside of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; world, and let me tell you I have so much catching up to do. Its been so stressful trying to get everything done..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I just can't wait till the summer is here, then I would know if I was finally in the nursing program, and at least be able to start my life and work towards a goal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure If I have mentioned this to anyone, but I am technically not in the program yet..I have just been doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;GenEd&lt;/span&gt; courses for the program, and I am running out of courses to take. The bad part about that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;in order&lt;/span&gt; to continue being on my father's insurance and getting my scholarships I need to be a full time student. Right now I am only registered for 3 courses, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; only part time.  So I've been keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a proud owner of a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SGP&lt;/span&gt; T-shirt! I think that its great what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SGP&lt;/span&gt; is doing! They are really making us all truly feel like we are apart of this team. I don't think that I can say that enough. They have reached and touched so many people all over the world, and like we all said in the video that Megan Mary and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Geoh&lt;/span&gt; created they are such an inspirational group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kaitlan/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the video, as many people have already done here is the full video that I sent in for the collaboration video. Enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-51820edbfad1bc58" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51820edbfad1bc58%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D255ED43C6BAB80581157EEC055B36C9E6AEB5698.647B2036F0977307C2B4AA3756265F2482A9E5FC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51820edbfad1bc58%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYOD260r_928P--5HnuSqvdsIiyk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51820edbfad1bc58%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331239462%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D255ED43C6BAB80581157EEC055B36C9E6AEB5698.647B2036F0977307C2B4AA3756265F2482A9E5FC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51820edbfad1bc58%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYOD260r_928P--5HnuSqvdsIiyk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33 Kait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7052105123264615812-3315900669771108252?l=kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=51820edbfad1bc58&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3315900669771108252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/wisdome-teeth-and-much-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3315900669771108252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7052105123264615812/posts/default/3315900669771108252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitlanolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/wisdome-teeth-and-much-more.html' title='Wisdom Teeth and MUCH more...'/><author><name>Kaitlan.Olivia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952137714353148373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MYbtlUs9CnE/Sb6SAPxHloI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7UQfanPPMQA/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
