tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68806256591779671582024-03-14T06:20:36.409-07:00When Walruses Scream!!!!Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-7738191552552869842009-02-05T10:28:00.000-08:002009-02-05T10:53:50.141-08:00The Perks of Being a Wallflower<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I finished 'the perks of being a wallflower' last night, and out of the whole book I took this away from the last couple pages from the book.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"I'm not the way I am because of what I dreamt and remembered about my 'aunt helen'. That's what I figured out when things got quiet. And I think that's very important to know. It made things feel clear and together. Don't get me wrong. I know what happened was important. And I needed to remember it. . . So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Then last night I had a dream, that I was with someone I loved and was happy. Then later in the dream my father was there along with my mom, and step-mom, my two best friends...and this weird random friend of my dad's. But anyways, my dad was being a jerk, and in the dream I finally told him how I felt about everything. I was crying and screaming uncontrollably, and barely able to get the words out, and I didn't even finish because i woke up, heart racing, breathing hard. and i was so angry that I woke up and wasn't able to finish saying what I needed to say. but I do remember this, the way his face looked...and I was happy that he was hurting and felt bad........I guess what I am saying is I know I cant change what happened to me, or how my father is, but I can change how I let it affect me. and I wont let it hinder me anymore, because the only father I need to love me is MY LORD and he loves me more than my real father ever could concieve! and because I AM FREE!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-13019198922456893622008-08-12T10:44:00.000-07:002008-08-12T11:05:55.710-07:00updating....<div align="justify">my life at the moment is quite dull. i work everyday from 9-530. and i hate it. i dont like having time to do anything. everyday my day is the same. and it sucks. but school is starting soon and then i just have to worry about that mostly. ahhh....i have to take the bus for school and i am nervous for that. i have never really taken the bus anywhere before. my luck i will get lost. hopefully not. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">i decided that along with graphic design and visual communications, i also want to take photography and digital imaging. i was reading through it and i just loved everything i read, and want to do it all. i hope i can fit it all in somehow. hopefully it wont add too much more schooling on to the, basically, four more plus years that i have to complete now. i guess i am happy that i have four years left of college. then i dont have to "real" adult just quite yet. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">i have decided that i would LOVE to live in either oregon, or the state of washington. i would just love to live on the northwest coast. especially on a port town. i love everything about port towns, i would enjoy living in a place like that. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">my birthday is on sunday, and i am excited for it, even though it is crazy because i am going to be 21! i know it is not old, but i feel like it is well considering that i will always see myself as 17 years old. age is an odd thing. sometimes i think about what if we never kept track of our age or birthdays. same with time. i would like to live in a world where we dont have clocks. when i went to the BWCA we werent allowed to bring watches....well you could be it was strongly discouraged. and i loved not knowing the time and you just felt free from everything, and your body just went with the flow, and let nature tell it when to go to bed and when to wake up. it was refreshing. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">lately i have been slightly obsessed with joe jonas from the jonas brothers. not really sure why well ok i think he is really cute, but he was in my dreams for a while and pops in occasionally. i think if we ever had children the would have the best hair ever. i definitely need to mate with someone who has great hair.....and a killer back. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">well i have nothing else to really write about. maybe i will update more often....most likely not. </div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-86993534741014722972008-05-19T13:27:00.000-07:002008-05-19T13:42:43.198-07:00which one?<div style="text-align: justify;">Okay, so in about 3 or 4 weeks, I am getting new phone and I have it narrowed down to two phones, the first is the new LG EnV 2, which I would get in the Maroon color. The second is the Blackberry Pearl, which either comes in white or pink, so obviously I would get it in white. They both have camera's, and QWERTY texting, but choice one has both T9 and QWERTY. Also with the Blackberry I would have to pay an extra $30 for email, and internet. I would not with the EnV. So let me know which one you like better.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://forum.ecoustics.com/bbs/messages/10381/467759.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://forum.ecoustics.com/bbs/messages/10381/467759.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqz1YYOvRVESC3tXdATc4c_YYY0gE3Rm-jksMYwKEgXUvgYMfDhvUpmtFvV_CmEy5rdhDkh9_IR2WiEFeBZIjovFGvoDfsG6aWn_SXYjVH8cIqBug2ENtYnB_kggxLUL9DS423rwKBZuV_/s1600-h/LGenv2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqz1YYOvRVESC3tXdATc4c_YYY0gE3Rm-jksMYwKEgXUvgYMfDhvUpmtFvV_CmEy5rdhDkh9_IR2WiEFeBZIjovFGvoDfsG6aWn_SXYjVH8cIqBug2ENtYnB_kggxLUL9DS423rwKBZuV_/s320/LGenv2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202189972394400402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jEL6ILKG_Ysnsx-WAUUkgJVrsVkk3c1cfqqkQuvSYZNRz1BwJDuZPdPVZVUOkBpA8cTQwBpSKv6jbSsoab_yuZlJIDNlgGguq0jIxGWE8TBmvvk1ckYYMIqQey3v3yJqPXc3UFX76p2x/s1600-h/blackberrypearl.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jEL6ILKG_Ysnsx-WAUUkgJVrsVkk3c1cfqqkQuvSYZNRz1BwJDuZPdPVZVUOkBpA8cTQwBpSKv6jbSsoab_yuZlJIDNlgGguq0jIxGWE8TBmvvk1ckYYMIqQey3v3yJqPXc3UFX76p2x/s320/blackberrypearl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202189736171199106" border="0" /></a>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-18147364789277559612008-04-11T18:58:00.000-07:002008-04-11T18:59:32.282-07:00The Inspirer<table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"><tr><td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"><br /><span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"><br /><strong>You Are An ENFP</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/enfp.gif" height="100" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />The Inspirer<br /><br /><br /><br />You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.<br /><br />You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority and rules.<br /><br />Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.<br /><br />You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're quite the storyteller!<br /><br /><br /><br />In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.<br /><br />You often don't follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. And you do break a lot of hearts.<br /><br /><br /><br />At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.<br /><br />You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.<br /><br /><br /><br />How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding<br /><br /><br /><br />When other people don't get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused<br /></span></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/">What's Your Personality Type?</a></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-84436327094609423112008-03-24T20:50:00.001-07:002008-03-24T20:56:51.862-07:00I Met Some Famous People!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_5YfdwCKuGe9hZ5k2OLRnGsMoVpftGcxGpKHw6VXlnNbq5s5QgRBJ7cvDQuzCtvxrf8ku7xH1mv0gD6A8u_IUcEp5V0fRcWP1ukr3KcGYtk-xo3DJuJhNTljMf8fY18mxKMqMIWyRfInf/s1600-h/geogreandrenee+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181521971971361746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_5YfdwCKuGe9hZ5k2OLRnGsMoVpftGcxGpKHw6VXlnNbq5s5QgRBJ7cvDQuzCtvxrf8ku7xH1mv0gD6A8u_IUcEp5V0fRcWP1ukr3KcGYtk-xo3DJuJhNTljMf8fY18mxKMqMIWyRfInf/s320/geogreandrenee+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181521980561296354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAj-2fb0kLK5tODUWEh7i_bww7P36KRJaNA98NdftOiCuYC8XGvLCw7dB22OEtdYVikSLQaPRY3OBboo8oj7C5GOjW5xnRQeaqTsMSWS_qlDrYMphU-m3gu6JVGFY3YivLeP3XBZSaeIJS/s320/geogreandrenee+013.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So, as you can tell, I have met some VERY famous people! That's right they are GEORGE CLOONEY AND RENEE ZELLWEGER!!! It was awesome! I shook both of their hands and got both of their autographs! Those two are the nicest celebrities I have ever met! (well they are the only actors I have ever met) ahhh, and George is so DREAMY in real life!Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-88137523679191999912008-03-05T22:36:00.000-08:002008-03-05T22:55:17.323-08:00I am working on my bad habits....<div align="justify">I think being at UWS is good for me, as much as I miss home, and my wonderful friends I am starting to see why God has put me here.....or at least one reason. There are certain people here that tell me the truth, and get annoyed when I don't stop. Because of them I am starting to change things that I never thought I would be able to change. The thing I am working on the most is my complaining, which I know can be pretty bad at times. I am really trying not to complain so much, and to just keep it to myself. Also, I think because it is two of my close guy friends, I am getting a different view of it. Plus, I want to attract a male someday that I will spend my life with, and the best way is to listen to other guys. Anyways, I am coming to realize that it is really hard for me to do, because honestly, it is just what I do, but now that I am trying I realize how much I actually complain, and man can I be annoying. haha. I also realized that I use complaining as a form of humor sometimes. I have also realized, that most of the time I am not complaining to a particular person, but that I am just stating the fact that I am hot, or cold....or whatever I am "complaining" about, but since people are listening/ in hearing range, they think that I am, and don't give me a chance to explain myself, or just don't care. But, yes I am working on it, and I realize that I love my guy friends (Steve and Jared). Lately I have been hanging out with those two a lot, and I just can't get enough of them. The three of us together makes a good combo. I am really excited for next year too. Those two are living together, and it will just be good times when I go hang out with them! I thank God for those two, because there is no way this semester would be this fun without them. So, in conclusion, I am working on a better, improved Katelyn....so watch out! </div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-66892420262725645362008-03-03T16:26:00.000-08:002008-03-03T16:34:39.615-08:00Another Queen Song to fall in love with!!! mainly for you Babby!<div align="center">"Don't Stop Me Now"</div><div align="center">Queen</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time </div><div align="center">I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah! </div><div align="center">I'm floating around in ecstasy </div><div align="center">So don't stop me now don't stop me </div><div align="center">'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies </div><div align="center">Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity </div><div align="center">I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva </div><div align="center">I'm gonna go go go </div><div align="center">There's no stopping me </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I'm burning through the skies Yeah! </div><div align="center">Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit </div><div align="center">I'm trav'ling at the speed of light </div><div align="center">I wanna make a supersonic man of you </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time </div><div align="center">I'm having a ball don't stop me now </div><div align="center">If you wanna have a good time just give me a call </div><div align="center">Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time) </div><div align="center">Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time) </div><div align="center">I don't want to stop at all </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars </div><div align="center">On a collision course </div><div align="center">I am a satellite I'm out of control </div><div align="center">I am a sex machine ready to reload </div><div align="center">Like an atom bomb about to </div><div align="center">Oh oh oh oh oh explode </div><div align="center">I'm burning through the skies Yeah! </div><div align="center">Two hundred degrees </div><div align="center">That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit </div><div align="center">I'm trav'ling at the speed of light </div><div align="center">I wanna make a supersonic woman out of you </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Don't stop me don't stop me don't stop me Hey hey hey! </div><div align="center">Don't stop me don't stop me Ooh ooh ooh (I like it) </div><div align="center">Don't stop me have a good time good time </div><div align="center">Don't stop me don't stop me </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Ooh ooh Alright </div><div align="center">I'm burning through the skies Yeah! </div><div align="center">Two hundred degrees </div><div align="center">That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit </div><div align="center">I'm trav'ling at the speed of light </div><div align="center">I wanna make a supersonic woman of you </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Don't stop me now </div><div align="center">I'm having such a good time </div><div align="center">I'm having a ball don't stop me now </div><div align="center">If you wanna have a good time </div><div align="center">Just give me a call </div><div align="center">Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time) </div><div align="center">Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time) </div><div align="center">I don't wanna stop at all </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">La la la la laaaa </div><div align="center">La la la la </div><div align="center">La la laa laa laa laaa </div><div align="center">La la laa la la la la la laaa hey!!.... </div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-75463588354805242912008-02-21T12:43:00.000-08:002008-02-21T13:58:28.017-08:00So, I am pretty sure I have Pectus ExcavatumI think I might go to the doctor to get this checked into, but here is some information on it, what it is, how it can affect me, and options for correction of it.<br /><br />Pectus excavatum (A <a title="Latin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin">Latin</a> term meaning:Hollowed chest) is a <a class="mw-redirect" title="Congenital" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Congenital">congenital</a> deformity of the <a title="Sternum" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sternum">sternum</a>, which is pressed into the <a title="Chest" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chest">chest</a>, resulting in a "caved-in" or sunken appearance. It is usually present at birth, but in some rare cases does not appear until the onset of puberty.<br />Commonly called "funnel chest," pectus excavatum is a depression or hollow caused when the sternum (breastbone) is abnormally pushed inward. The depression in the chest is due to abnormal growth of the cartilage that attaches the sternum to the ribs.<br /><br />The deformity is sometimes considered to be a cosmetic rather than functional problem. However, recent studies have shown cases where pectus excavatum has impaired cardiac and respiratory function, and sometimes caused pain in the chest and back.<br /><br />The expansion of the lungs during breathing or exercise which is important to maintaining normal respiratory function is confined because the chest wall cannot expand. Thus, more intensive and rapid respiratory rate is necessary. Also, the diaphragm is called upon to make larger movements to provide enough oxygen and carbon dioxide exchange to meet the demand of the body under exercise conditions. More energy is thus utilized for breathing and contributes to fatigue, in contrast to the normal individual.<br /><br />In moderate and severe pectus excavatum, the heart can be compressed and displaced into the left chest. This may limit the amount of blood the heart can pump per beat. This may become evident when the patient exercises and his heart has to beat faster to compensate for this compression. In addition the defect may reduce the amount of air entering the lungs. This again can become evident during exercise when the patient feels that he cannot keep up with his peers secondary to shortness of breath. Other problems include pain as well as the psychosocial effects of having a deformed chest.<br /><br />It is unfortunate that this defect has been deemed cosmetic over a long period of time. Primarily because of the fact that very young patients are frequently asymptomatic. The defect has thus remained for long periods of time into the teenage and later age group periods before the real symptomatology expresses itself. The ideal age for correction of this defect is between 12-18 years of age and the simplicity of the repair in this age group makes this the ideal period for repair.<br /><br />The standard pectus repair (Ravtich approach) of these deformities has been to place a sternal bar (Adkin's Strut) behind the sternum after mobilizing the deformed cartilages around the sternum and then go through a second operation to remove the bar after approximately 12 months following the initial repair. The Nuss Procedure involves the placement of a large curved bar through incisions on the chest wall. The bar is rotated into position and kept in place for 2 to 3 years.<br /><br />The incision is a transverse curvilinear incision beneath the breasts, which gives a good cosmetic scar. The lower 4-5 cartilages are removed and the perichondrium or the covering of the cartilages is left in place. Then a wedge osteotomy or wedge is taken out of the sternum and depending on whether there is asymmetry the sternum is tailored obliquely according to the defect. A sheathed wire then is placed behind the sternum and then brought out through the muscles and skin and later attached to a modified brace for a period of 12-15 weeks depending on severity. During that period of time, the cartilages reform in the new position and the defect, thus, is corrected. The patients are fit with a brace prior to surgery which is a light vest to which the wire is attached at surgery. Patients can return to work within a week after surgery and children may go back to school within that period of time. Blood administration is unnecessary. The complete healing period is 3 months after which individuals can return to their normal activities. Recurrence is very unusual with this operation.<br /><br />So, yeah this is basically the jist of it all.Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-91929834923879439122008-02-05T22:23:00.000-08:002008-02-05T22:36:05.574-08:00Tattoo Ideas....what do ya think?This are the two tattoo's that I really want, I havent decided which one i want to get first probably the celtic one, but the anchor one is really really cool, and all the wording there is what the anchor stands for, and the verse that goes with it, and then the verses broken down to what it means. also with the celtic one not only do i want to get it for the religious aspect but also because i am irish as well. so tell me what ya think of them, AND if you have ideas where i should get them drop that in yo comment too.<br /><div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1elMIUbduoKjtHcZPR9PVJAJ9B-Er2QLFUOT7O7J3wuLFgvUvhdM7vJuiemEpnycvDG4IjWJyx3n1zbWA3zZ2gpHDmUoUME1MYWTOZ4KvrsATHMLG3kkNSpK03tpQnXbKgiuop9Nw7GT/s1600-h/triqueta-celtic-symbol+tattoo+idea.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163749397094086146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1elMIUbduoKjtHcZPR9PVJAJ9B-Er2QLFUOT7O7J3wuLFgvUvhdM7vJuiemEpnycvDG4IjWJyx3n1zbWA3zZ2gpHDmUoUME1MYWTOZ4KvrsATHMLG3kkNSpK03tpQnXbKgiuop9Nw7GT/s320/triqueta-celtic-symbol+tattoo+idea.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1elMIUbduoKjtHcZPR9PVJAJ9B-Er2QLFUOT7O7J3wuLFgvUvhdM7vJuiemEpnycvDG4IjWJyx3n1zbWA3zZ2gpHDmUoUME1MYWTOZ4KvrsATHMLG3kkNSpK03tpQnXbKgiuop9Nw7GT/s1600-h/triqueta-celtic-symbol+tattoo+idea.jpg"></a></div><br /><br />The triquetra (often, triqueta) is a tripartate symbol composed of three interlocked vesica pisces, marking the intersection of three circles. It is most commonly a symbol of the Holy Trinity (Father, son, Holy spirit) used by the Celtic Christian Church, sometimes stylized as three interlaced fish.</div><div> </div><div>I was thinking of getting this one one my hip what side i havent decided. </div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNf_UZZz6lSqdnCVnHpFvI8_m8iiKIfpFsYnaM82n4oOxBLs03wO0mE9wKGK_hHFguIiw1vH_9mefjlT7E0q598MVRSyeOpdun5hZasZSLEDTNEX5FaH-G40XG90Vr9SFciiMC0bQZOWj/s1600-h/anchortatidea.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163749530238072338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNf_UZZz6lSqdnCVnHpFvI8_m8iiKIfpFsYnaM82n4oOxBLs03wO0mE9wKGK_hHFguIiw1vH_9mefjlT7E0q598MVRSyeOpdun5hZasZSLEDTNEX5FaH-G40XG90Vr9SFciiMC0bQZOWj/s320/anchortatidea.jpg" border="0" /></a>or <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMnn7KzWqJImb0qR4stJ4fTC_sBpG5rEZ_Z4fsr_pxrgOOTQUxK6QolIZNBGG1IDHt_2S6pZHwWzQfZ4xh5AWDCQu6P7iSFmOKAGSr7FRToggDiDfoBTV0QQHAmLK8f0hwEHevHOiCe5DI/s1600-h/anchortattooidea.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163749835180750370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMnn7KzWqJImb0qR4stJ4fTC_sBpG5rEZ_Z4fsr_pxrgOOTQUxK6QolIZNBGG1IDHt_2S6pZHwWzQfZ4xh5AWDCQu6P7iSFmOKAGSr7FRToggDiDfoBTV0QQHAmLK8f0hwEHevHOiCe5DI/s320/anchortattooidea.gif" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div>I was thinking of getting this anchor with Hebrews 6:19 somewhere on it either down the side (long part) or along the bottom. and i was thinking of getting it on my back in the middle on either the left or right side. again i havent decided that part yet.<br /><br /></div><div>Anchor: found in the first century cemetery of St. Domitilla, the second and third century epitaphs of the catacombs, and especially in the oldest parts of the cemeteries of Sts. Priscilla (about 70 examples in this cemetery alone), Domitilla, Calixtus, and the Coemetarium majus. See Hebrews 6:19.<br /><br />Hebrews 6:19: This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, a hope both sure and steadfast and one which enters within the veil<br /><br />This is the anchor of verse 19 which continues verse 18: "This hope we have as an anchor of the soul." In other words: What anchors our soul is not our subjective confidence, but the sure objective reality that God has promised. This is our anchor. And this is what we are to lay hold of.<br />So the writer's point is that what we are hoping for is absolutely sure. He uses three descriptions of the anchor to stress this. In verse 19b he calls the anchor (the hope), "both (1) sure and (2) steadfast and (3) one which enters within the veil." The anchor is sure, certain and safe. The anchor is steadfast, firm and reliable. The anchor is lodged within the veil. This is a reference to the veil that hung across the inner sanctuary of the tabernacle and concealed the arc of the covenant where God in his glory met with the high priest once a year as he brought a blood sacrifice to atone for the sins of the people.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1elMIUbduoKjtHcZPR9PVJAJ9B-Er2QLFUOT7O7J3wuLFgvUvhdM7vJuiemEpnycvDG4IjWJyx3n1zbWA3zZ2gpHDmUoUME1MYWTOZ4KvrsATHMLG3kkNSpK03tpQnXbKgiuop9Nw7GT/s1600-h/triqueta-celtic-symbol+tattoo+idea.jpg"></a></div></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-50865140019763332252008-01-31T12:57:00.000-08:002008-01-31T13:02:23.906-08:00Do you know who you are going to vote for in 2008?So I took abby's advice and went to <a href="http://www.glassbooth.org/">www.glassbooth.org</a> and took the quiz thing to see who I had most in common with, and my top two were Mike Huckabee and John McCain. I was somewhat suprised, but i read through all the stuff about Huckabee supports and I do too, so who knows maybe he will get my vote! so, yeah....just thought I would let you know.Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-37729998598604100542008-01-16T10:58:00.001-08:002008-01-16T11:10:01.139-08:00I Don't Know What to Do....I dont know what to do with next year, do i apply to UMD or do i just stay at Superior? and if i do choose UMD do i then later transfer down to the cities? Honestly I wouldnt mind staying at superior because i really like my friends i have made there and i dont know if i am ready to leave them just yet. but i do really want to live with abby, addison, and sara. and i feel bad, they are counting/wanting me to live with them and then i just pull out and i dont want too. and then there are somethings at superior that i DONT want to deal with and dont know if i can. so i am just confused with life right now. and i am really hating winter!!!!! i want it to be warm and summer!!!!!! i am so sick of being cold all the time, i like being warm, because i like wearing shorts and a tank top, i hate wearing like 40 layers of clothing because i am still NOT warm, i am still cold! i just miss my summers. and i am sad that they are numbered, it wont be long that i have a job all year around and i dont have summers anymore.... :(Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-49001479039715575242008-01-05T22:43:00.000-08:002008-01-05T23:09:23.056-08:00Taking Abby's Advice, I Love....I love being kissed on the forehead<br />I love the summer<br />I love being tan<br />I love knowing that a man thinks you are beautiful<br />I love touching things<br />I love Switzerland<br />I love French (the language)<br />I love Dashboard Confessional<br />I love being loved<br />I love the taste of a kiss<br />I love goodbye kisses<br />I love musicals<br />I love love songs<br />I love cheese romantic movies<br />I love being picked up when I am being hugged<br />I love photography<br />I love darkrooms<br />I love music<br />I love hearing a song that makes you cry<br />I love being touched<br />I love watching movies<br />I love quoting movies<br />I love food<br />I love Jesus<br />I love laughing<br />I love making someone laugh<br />I love funny people<br />I love Donkey Kong<br />I love Zelda on Nintendo 64<br />I love wasting my hours doing random things on the internet<br />I love trampolines<br />I love tennis<br />I love home cooked meals<br />I love eating out with my friends<br />I love recieving hugs<br />I love giving hugs<br />I love playing the trumpet<br />I love mens backs/hands/shoulders/arms<br />I love a nice butt on a guy<br />I love having my butt slapped<br />I love the ocean<br />I love the feeling after leaving the ocean<br />I love spending the whole day at the beach<br />I love boating<br />I love not wearing pants<br />I love sleeping at 90% naked<br />I love big beds<br />I love dolphins<br />I love tigers<br />I love polar bears<br />I love touching soft skin<br />I love the feeling of freshly shaven legs<br />I love just wearing shorts and a tshirt<br />I love bullet<br />I love my family<br />I love getting messages on facebook<br />I love having insane crushes on people that way too cool for you<br />I love good looking celebrities<br />I love good hair days<br />I love walking to class with a friend<br />I love having a class with a friend<br />I love sleeping in<br />I love the feeling of a job well done<br />I love finishing a big project on time or before the due date<br />I love proving people wrong<br />I love 90s music<br />I love my car timmy<br />I love driving with my windows down on a sunny warm day<br />I love foot massages<br />I love other people taking my socks off for me<br />I love the feeling of putting a fresh pair of socks on<br />I love LOST<br />I love The Office<br />I love John Krasinski<br />I love watching Titanic when I need a good cry<br />I love Sunsets<br />I love full moons<br />I love lighting bugs<br />I love tall grass<br />I love Minnesota<br />I love being home<br />I love the color turqouise<br />I love california<br />I love the rain<br />I love when it is so calm out that lakes look like glass<br />I love tubbing<br />I love feeling sexy<br />I love being warm<br />I love learning about the world<br />I love europe<br />I love Irish men<br />I love irish accents<br />I love sarcasism<br />I love being irish<br />I love pasta<br />I love everything Italian<br />I love that sometimes people think I AM Italian<br />I love catching up with old friends<br />I love the sisterhood<br />I love when life is going just right<br />I love feeling like I am on top of the worldKurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-57714726935318740842007-12-15T11:50:00.000-08:002007-12-15T12:01:17.893-08:00"If You Can Dodge a Wrench, You Can Dodge a Ball!"<div align="justify">So today me and my friends were involved in a Dodgeball Tournament which only consisted of 2 teams (including mine). So we only played against this other team. Now mind you I am not very good a Dodgeball, and well lets just say the other team was a little bit better. Anyways, it was best out of 7 and the other team had won three and we had won one, and it came down the the last game and there was only two people left on my team, steve.....and ME! and a course steve gets out, so it is left down to me, (at this point I shouted "Are You Kidding Me Right Now?") and the other team had ALL of their players, so like 3 people threw the ball at me and BAM I was out just like that, I wasn't too happy with myself....I felt horrible I let my whole team down....but I will live....hopefully. ha. </div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-5785655019880316822007-12-11T18:31:00.000-08:002007-12-11T18:42:52.225-08:00Noise Violation? I'll Show Ya a Noise Violation!<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNvdjKynjZQIs8cugTYNtU9TLKMskXaQn4n9cztImmb8tnMYERfvNmbIlPviwEs1qX6SMoApSkVbPSXM-vkvmWsE5ePrmv5vp54YnWTkn1N0n_L_FcVoV7cdF4Fb8gn4PUCgMOxSrkLUa/s1600-h/collegerandom+069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142910987019119026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNvdjKynjZQIs8cugTYNtU9TLKMskXaQn4n9cztImmb8tnMYERfvNmbIlPviwEs1qX6SMoApSkVbPSXM-vkvmWsE5ePrmv5vp54YnWTkn1N0n_L_FcVoV7cdF4Fb8gn4PUCgMOxSrkLUa/s320/collegerandom+069.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>So the other night while Meg and I were doing homework we got really bored and so I had put on my sweat headband, and hot my pink feather boa, and meg put on her blond wig and we pulled our pants up really high, and i pulled my tank top down so i looked a little hoeish, and we walked all the way over to our friend jared's room and then we hid in our friend steve's room, and he got scared and wouldnt go into his bed....it was hilarious. oh man....but then we were being "loud" so we got fined $15 dollars, for being TOO LOUD! boo hiss! the boys were being louder than us...but it was totally worth it. haha. good times! </div><div> </div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6XqzvzrPTujO7posxtgYFYp88iee7C6bB6Yg95giGupFlbCk4aro11O3hRSl8pt8lgj_SZmgdHJWdWW2PYXXoqVgRJlBAztN9Z5c-hM3sSlZcsIRtkgrTSQ34PjDC2f73ttItLw2HoY3/s1600-h/collegerandom+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142911184587614658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6XqzvzrPTujO7posxtgYFYp88iee7C6bB6Yg95giGupFlbCk4aro11O3hRSl8pt8lgj_SZmgdHJWdWW2PYXXoqVgRJlBAztN9Z5c-hM3sSlZcsIRtkgrTSQ34PjDC2f73ttItLw2HoY3/s320/collegerandom+071.jpg" border="0" /></a></p></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-78232553734175649132007-12-06T09:54:00.001-08:002007-12-06T09:56:56.803-08:00More Pictures from the land of intramurals!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbGjLnVKDKpfWqvGYwV69VsowNc9OFuZx3MO8W7VjVm6fnnhqOEaplDp86tf5qGtMLaaN2b2ib98HFNqpqplb6v5k6O4F8My1W9rQVajK52CjKtCTAiipeltnHEtRkvU0ffISNicHf5PVO/s1600-h/wavetocamera.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140920140828404130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbGjLnVKDKpfWqvGYwV69VsowNc9OFuZx3MO8W7VjVm6fnnhqOEaplDp86tf5qGtMLaaN2b2ib98HFNqpqplb6v5k6O4F8My1W9rQVajK52CjKtCTAiipeltnHEtRkvU0ffISNicHf5PVO/s320/wavetocamera.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGypMi9svkXk_XuIYkuEIox2-TPCRIuzLO9SXWqug9t5BgTAfGkLmlJzpZWtJZHGahtfpjlFZBIad4Z-WjaCylGArySCs9__i1U0BWW_1irlY7J2ztwccGkm1syiJJ8PrgA2Wtw8iMsJF3/s1600-h/vbpants2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140920024864287122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGypMi9svkXk_XuIYkuEIox2-TPCRIuzLO9SXWqug9t5BgTAfGkLmlJzpZWtJZHGahtfpjlFZBIad4Z-WjaCylGArySCs9__i1U0BWW_1irlY7J2ztwccGkm1syiJJ8PrgA2Wtw8iMsJF3/s320/vbpants2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6UHCD0XqxXN3frh2cFYrL3DV-ZheorI9WLJkZTmDzGk38lRHF6qnEy9nBvrFUsNxGPoWHNZh8tXbnUVHgowMfCRS3Zsm1t1A0qy8SK5v6Hk_mdSiaWM-iLz9enzp_-jPl65rJqAKKpRUg/s1600-h/vbpants.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140919900310235522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6UHCD0XqxXN3frh2cFYrL3DV-ZheorI9WLJkZTmDzGk38lRHF6qnEy9nBvrFUsNxGPoWHNZh8tXbnUVHgowMfCRS3Zsm1t1A0qy8SK5v6Hk_mdSiaWM-iLz9enzp_-jPl65rJqAKKpRUg/s320/vbpants.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Okay so this is a tradition we have when play, we like to hike our pants up as high as they can go, and then play like this, we think it helps our winning chances, but really it doesn't haha.<br /><br /></div><div></div></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-30386415039771796482007-12-05T12:19:00.000-08:002007-12-05T13:14:45.896-08:00From the Land of Intramurals!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV9gVMq2f5xDUlsM2ABllN5-cuIH8Mdd_cg7FfkEfojEmnWm6o2qNEMOqYJk7AoGwsHoeS0qOVdH3VsC3x2qWvmwfXzoZpSIQ3ZuM6NiaJMfG486q_521avZqWRV7GoItMFpAj8W0XDhCH/s1600-h/VB+Intramurals.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140586413279570290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV9gVMq2f5xDUlsM2ABllN5-cuIH8Mdd_cg7FfkEfojEmnWm6o2qNEMOqYJk7AoGwsHoeS0qOVdH3VsC3x2qWvmwfXzoZpSIQ3ZuM6NiaJMfG486q_521avZqWRV7GoItMFpAj8W0XDhCH/s320/VB+Intramurals.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>So Earlier this year me and my friends joined an intramural league. Volleyball to be exact, we arent really the best, but it is fun as hell and so its okay if we lose. </p><p>TEAM MATES (L to R) Wes, Steve, Bre, Me, Beth, and Megan.</p>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-80056843893500231312007-12-02T14:00:00.001-08:002007-12-02T14:28:58.160-08:00The Sound of Music!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFBdISIk9qZhOzHon37M0yy2PqGpTAZP4G19EPOkhsA37OurWE97nBgVywdmIyJbtlcJROkHT46fa8_x2EoIhzmPsXgVFkQOUiExggvHtQBzZ4zrAOFbRMblDWYXdepW57sQYm30c133uB/s1600-r/soundofmusic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139499326992181602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROlMLjlE7uReqO6smY-bVglFBpQ3bJ6NJ_eCoRXE6EGgpB8SXILeE_I4l2bYjj_i0qgrnuJFZXxg4B6SiczaV6uplE-LS0Yy8lwZ6Bq-6lgCWSNFxibIYk6NDtNoLXoIRcbYQ90wrQi9a/s320/soundofmusic.jpg" border="0" /></a> So I have just put in The Sound of Music, and I am really very excited to sing-a-long and not have anyone yell at me, because I am just here all by myself!<br /><br />I just really LOVE this movie, I love Julie Andrews, and well everyone else for that matter, but I also love Austria, and Europe in general, and I want to go back very badly. Hopefully next year I will be able to study abroad in Ireland or Italy. That would be amazing!<br /><br />The past like 2 days I have been watching movies that have taken place in Europe, England, Austria, England again, haha. well mainly they have taken place in England, and I have decided I really like England, I really wouldn't mind living in England, for a couple years anyways.<br /><br />One of the movies I watched was Love Actually, and I really wish I had someone to love around this time of year....christmas time, but then again I am happy I dont either, i guess i want to jump to the time of when i am going to get married, I am sick of guys liking me one minute and then deciding that i am not worth their time to like. so i guess what i am really trying to say is I am ready to wait for the right person to come along, and give all of my love to my Savior.<br /><br />I want to go on a great adventure; earlier today i watched The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardorbe, and I realized I want to go on a great adventure like they do. To have danger, and battle, and happiness, love, and excitment.<br /><br />Song of the day:<br /><br />I Have Confidence<br />-From the Sound of MusicKurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-10441941370585038862007-11-28T21:02:00.000-08:002007-11-28T22:17:54.251-08:00Update on life.well since everyone thinks i need to update more often so I am.<br /><br />Thanksgiving Break:<br /><br />Wednesday- Thursday: Well let's just say it was an interesting one. When I tried to leave on wednesday the weather was really really crappy and I couldn't make it home so I had to stay in a hotel well it was a hotel/casino, and to eat i had to go to the casino and so while i was there i gambled a little, and lets just say i lost all of it! mind you it was only like ten dollars, but still it sucked. then the next day when i finally got home i had to leave again and drive another TWO HOURS to my grandparents in Rochester, which luckily i did not have to drive this my broseph did. and the roads where still crappy! but we made it there and hung out with my family there, and then i found out that my cousin is pregnant, which she is not married, and it is with this guy named Chi-Chi who technically isnt a legal U.S. Citizen. also she is 21 think? yes 21. but i guess i am excited for her. and i hope she has a happy and healthy baby.<br /><br />Friday-Sunday: on friday i woke up at 545AM to go to target with katie! haha i spent like $60 on movies. what can i say, i love movies! then i worked at 9 am to 5pm, which totally was NOT cool because i have never worked an 8 hour shift in my life, but it was easier than i thought i was going to be. then after work i went and hung out with my bayboo katie. and we hung out at her house with her mom, which i just love her so much. and then we went to see August Rush, i TOTALLY LOVED IT! except Robin Williams character kind of scared me. but other than that it was awesome, and i cried a little at the end. then saturday i had to work again but it was only from 10AM - 115PM. then when i got home i got ready to have thanksgiving again, with larry's family. which i TOTALLY enjoyed, which was really suprised by. i usually feel out of place with them, but this time i felt that i fit in and that belonged there so that was awesome. plus we are just a hilarious group of people. then after they all left i went over to katies again, and we watched Blades of Glory, which was a hilarious movie. then on sunday i went to back to school.<br /><br />Last couple of weeks:<br /><br />The last couple of weeks have been going up and down. one day I am happy and the next I am just depressed as hell. mainly because of boys. they are just so lame, and always loving someone else besides me...but what else is new. but with Ian i have realized that i need to move on and that i know i will always have feelings for him but that is expected from your first love. but i need to realize not everything is meant to go my way, even though lately i feel like nothing is going my way. and with jared i mean i will always wonder what could have happened, but i guess nothing that i really regret. um, i am having fun just hanging with my roomie megan, she is just awesome and i realize that we understand each other well which is i think why we can live together so well. on tuesday i started tanning, which i am loving, i just realized how happy it makes me feel, plus i just look sick pale, it just doesnt work for me. also i was just sick, which sucked, it was mainly just a cold, but it still left me feeling weak, stuffy nosed, and lose of voice, but i am over it now. also today i totally got my Fire/Rescue sweatpants, and they werent exactly what i thought they were going to be but i still like them.<br /><br />The Future:<br /><br />Well i am excited for xmas break just to be home and not here. plus i dont have to think about grades and school for 4 weeks! also it kinda sucks for Spring Break this year because i doubt i will be able to do anything because my dad is tight on cash this year for xmas and so i doubt he will buy me my ticket, so i dont know what to do, i was looking at tickets and the cheapest i could find was $370 so i dont know.<br /><br />well that is life right now, hopefully it will start going up hill and start going the way i would like it too, but i guess God knows what is best for me, and it just have to start relying on him more, than relying on myself and material or earthly things.<br /><br />okay that is all for now.<br /><br />Song of the Day:<br /><br />"The Dance" Garth Brooks<br /><br />"I could have missed the pain, but I'd of had to miss the dance."<br /><br />thoughts:<br />even though i hated the pain i wouldnt give it back for the world, because at that moment in time you meant the world to me. and in the end it will always just be me.Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-54845790422890487132007-11-18T10:14:00.000-08:002007-11-18T18:12:26.580-08:00Video of ME!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzqKv2Cfriq_L2PUU5JwB4f3ho9XaorHVwmZj2xrhmqzoAViqFAwqylyOHPujhYhtv5jhcEXkdTv71nebZtvA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-27871167756316894862007-11-16T14:22:00.000-08:002007-11-16T14:26:01.012-08:00New Layoot!I was bored with my old lay out, so I decided to switch it up a bit. I hope you all like it, if not well then TOO BAD!<br /><br /><br />Well tonight I am going to a christmas parade in Duluth, ironic, its not even thanksgiving yet.<br /><br />I think Thanksgiving is one of the most over looked holidays, everyone usually forgets about it and is like 'screw thanksgiving I want it to be Christmas!' well I LOVE YOU Thanksgiving, you are delicious and praised in my book!Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-76527787368179383362007-11-13T15:50:00.000-08:002007-11-13T16:20:19.112-08:00Ice Cream and Whitney Houston!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt8ExRc-UMoiCoo2m4Whku7q7O9SFjn6uyQssfHIT5W7x0aSEMNVQqGAtsR1SKoT12MoebBCFD6SKdPbx3Z-ler2MNcsyuQgI6Vdqwpwec57mHCUopsewKpqmVkaRKrun_X1dtjyKRC6E2/s1600-h/icecream+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132482963578973202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt8ExRc-UMoiCoo2m4Whku7q7O9SFjn6uyQssfHIT5W7x0aSEMNVQqGAtsR1SKoT12MoebBCFD6SKdPbx3Z-ler2MNcsyuQgI6Vdqwpwec57mHCUopsewKpqmVkaRKrun_X1dtjyKRC6E2/s320/icecream+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div> </div><div>right now i am eating a ice cream cone and listening to Whitney Houston.....and i am really liking life right now! and i dont really know why, i just am. not much has changed i am just looking at the bright side of things! plus a little Whitney always help. haha.<br /></div><div>i am really excited for next fall and living in the cities! i just cant wait! it is going to be so much fun! me, Kurtie, Sura, Urddison, and Urbby are just going to have a blast!<br /></div><div>i also recommend the next time you have an ice cream cone, mix it up! i had 3 different flavors tonight, Cookies and Cream, Vanilla, and Chocolate! yum....going through the flavors were wonderful...so i say TRY IT! you most likely wont be disappointed.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">'You Caught Me!'</span></em></strong></div><div> </div><div>well megan and i rearranged our room again for the 4th time this year, haha. we just get so bored that we have to change it up. and i really like this one by far. our room looks so much bigger. and we have a kickin dance Urea!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrXMJroPLQSbI5D1f7Om8cxZJFbxY2DWejTg3wd0BQmF0iaeQ0bQN5Sm7YP1AXfjerOauRn0mkud2ShV8NlQCCuPAn4sTJp049rihdhqJN50Mafo5r8uOit02d57hrEhLYT6_JmMnftTnc/s1600-h/icecream+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132481331491400706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrXMJroPLQSbI5D1f7Om8cxZJFbxY2DWejTg3wd0BQmF0iaeQ0bQN5Sm7YP1AXfjerOauRn0mkud2ShV8NlQCCuPAn4sTJp049rihdhqJN50Mafo5r8uOit02d57hrEhLYT6_JmMnftTnc/s320/icecream+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://us.ent2.yimg.com/musicfinder.yahoo.com/images/yahoo/arista/whitney_houston/whitney_houston1.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand" height="322" alt="" src="http://us.ent2.yimg.com/musicfinder.yahoo.com/images/yahoo/arista/whitney_houston/whitney_houston1.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">'Wait, I thought I had more?!'</span></em></strong> <em><span style="color:#33ff33;">'Whitney, you know they way to my heart....well sort of.'</span><br /></em></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>well that is it for now....until next time. </div><div> </div><div>P.S. I totally cannot wait for my Fire/Resuce sweatpants, that my friend ordered me. They are basically for firefighters (which he wants to be) and we talked about it one day. so he signed me up for a pair, and they are going to have my name of it and everything! I will let you know when i get them!</div></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-90426975833438885042007-11-05T20:23:00.000-08:002007-11-05T20:53:01.962-08:00Life sucks.....but it is okay too.<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">so lately life has kinda sucked, in the "love department" i realized that the man that i love, is more than likely on his way to getting over me and moving on back to his ex girlfriend, which that whole thing annoys me, because she says that she thinks "he's the one for her" yet she says she might get back together with her most recent ex, it is just stupid and i dont think she deserves him. but besides that, my other friend got back together with his ex as well and she is one of those crazy psycho girlfriends, who basically wont let him hang out with me. he says he will hang out with me, but do you think he does no. also before he got back together with his ex he was in my room EVERYDAY! and now i havent hung out with him since he got back together with her (which is about a month). he makes time for everything else in his life but me and my roommate meg. so that pisses me off too. (also before this he told me that he like(s)(ed) me, like seriously liked me, and then 2 weeks later gets back together with her). so it is all just really annoying, and i just sometimes wish i didnt have a heart for people to break. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">also i just cant wait to get out of this stupid town, i hate superior so much, i mean i like a few people here but for the most part i hate it. it is a bad environment for me. i dont think i have ever been so depressed and angry so much in my life. at home, yes i do get depressed, but i have people there who know how to make it all better and that i can just be me around. i dont have to watch what i say or do. i can just do it with knowing that they wont get upset with me, or angry and then not talk to me. i dont know, i just miss home. i really hope everything works out like i want it to next year. if it doesnt i have no idea what i am going to do. boo, i miss high school.....and my <strong><em>real </em></strong>friends.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">on a happier note, totally got my backpack this weekend, and i went with backpack one, and i LOVE IT! it is awesome, and i am totally rockin it! ha. plus i got to see my helena this weekend, which was well needed. AND i get to go home next weekend too!!!! yay! and then i get to not only see Katie, but addison AND sara! man i cant wait to see everyone! and i get to work again! which doesnt sound exciting but it is when it is my NEW job! yay! </span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;">wow i cant believe i am almost half way done with this year already! and with college as well! man...life is coming at me fast lately. i just hope i can keep up with it.</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Song of the Week: Gravedigger: Dave Matthews Band</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Cyrus Jones 1810 to 1913</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Made his great grandchildren believeYou could live to 103</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">A hundred and three is forever when you’re just a little kidSo, Cyrus Jones live forever</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When you dig my grave</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Could you make it shallow</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">So that I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Muriel Stonewall 1903 to 1954</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">She lost both of her babies in the second great war</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Now, you should never have to watch as your only children are lowered in the ground</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">I mean - never have to bury your own babies</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When you dig my grave</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Could you make it shallow</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">So that I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Ring around the rosey</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Pocket full o'posey</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Ashes to ashes</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">{Musical intro}</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">We all fall down</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When you dig my grave</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Could you make it shallow</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">So that I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Oh Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Little Mikey Carson '67 to '75</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">He rode his bike like the devil until the day he died</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When he grows up he wants to be Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapeze</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Oh, 1940 to 1992--</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When you dig my grave</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">could you make it shallow</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">So that I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Grave digger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When you dig my grave</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Could you make it shallow</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">So that I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">When you dig my grave</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Could you make it shallow</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">So that I can feel the rain</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Gravedigger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#009900;">Grave digger</span></div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-65046077592289666822007-10-31T20:19:00.000-07:002007-10-31T20:23:21.579-07:00Biology Sucks!Well I am sitting down in the computer lab in the dorms waiting for someone to come put more paper in the printer, and well they just got here, but I have decided lab reports are stupid and annoying. WAY, WAY too much thinking. Too much for my liking. Well I am going to print my report, take a shower, and go to bed cuz I am tired!<br /><br />*LAB REPORTS CAN KISS MY BLACK ASS!*Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-57067175858099120552007-10-28T15:04:00.000-07:002007-10-28T15:07:18.064-07:00Which One?<div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126512111364653554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLERCVKOvKJoYJFJ9iC-lckjl9vMx7zUObedvTjxfmfl-F5h9RcFKsw9dz9RL1X3Z2S6z5HJ4NcGAG0mAZsNLWlpyujxq_kNvgnXO_OERe0UxWtOqLsIqkAj_Ee1rtC8xxJo4AKfvBIpRu/s320/backpackocean.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Backpack One</span></div><div> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTprjYzElPzLJEHv7st-FQKKgFPpbQKFMmXlHuXqh6uQhf0SwaghjsDm5V_GzBJaH1yvqzQqCCrVqZZKzx4Z-6Zky_ETHraNFwz_M7b6WuvoATI5HxzNgHWH4zBrzs7ywQGZs1MzDUAXCc/s1600-h/backpackwhite.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126512321818051074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTprjYzElPzLJEHv7st-FQKKgFPpbQKFMmXlHuXqh6uQhf0SwaghjsDm5V_GzBJaH1yvqzQqCCrVqZZKzx4Z-6Zky_ETHraNFwz_M7b6WuvoATI5HxzNgHWH4zBrzs7ywQGZs1MzDUAXCc/s320/backpackwhite.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Backpack Two</span></div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTprjYzElPzLJEHv7st-FQKKgFPpbQKFMmXlHuXqh6uQhf0SwaghjsDm5V_GzBJaH1yvqzQqCCrVqZZKzx4Z-6Zky_ETHraNFwz_M7b6WuvoATI5HxzNgHWH4zBrzs7ywQGZs1MzDUAXCc/s1600-h/backpackwhite.jpg"></a> </div>Kurtlyn!http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986754976052184584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6880625659177967158.post-89558091609195221742007-10-25T16:53:00.000-07:002007-10-25T17:11:34.762-07:00After!<span style="color:#ff0000;">Our room after rearranging, and we LOVE IT!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUjr4cXp7ccDgi2R0PVr1_XrRrc9a03QKwgJtQguBmq7EMDDS5d7XYHhK4PVKQF6BfKFi9VFWnbCI3yReYTQBkl9G-PuAs0J3NddVA9RhD8JmflFfL5Utl7mbaFThn9oczBM3_K_P4tcyw/s1600-h/room+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125429822555734498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUjr4cXp7ccDgi2R0PVr1_XrRrc9a03QKwgJtQguBmq7EMDDS5d7XYHhK4PVKQF6BfKFi9VFWnbCI3yReYTQBkl9G-PuAs0J3NddVA9RhD8JmflFfL5Utl7mbaFThn9oczBM3_K_P4tcyw/s320/room+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQeItCV3B-eESEuYdf-aLTJkjkntoYrq7Qe5tZ2PzIcC7OrtNTHxlyV3Bq5HgcOksE3A4G6SvqyZahyphenhyphenTstMLpFAXmJ3wEt02Gbs9TpvCys2J3kL97APeNqpyKiCs4mH-nAAvhZP9Sv1Dxp/s1600-h/room+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125429689411748306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQeItCV3B-eESEuYdf-aLTJkjkntoYrq7Qe5tZ2PzIcC7OrtNTHxlyV3Bq5HgcOksE3A4G6SvqyZahyphenhyphenTstMLpFAXmJ3wEt02Gbs9TpvCys2J3kL97APeNqpyKiCs4mH-nAAvhZP9Sv1Dxp/s320/room+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">T.V./ Entertainment Area!</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hm631MrM5iQkBhZiQoFp2KZJXAXecEYr3YqTIJ43TvQtJS4zKXIZx8_B_hq5wLjm0IAlJb69qMdP5eIa2t4iPxQpw2LvySIodDv2w4Bqufjogv6AHMd6iRZutnTFWquDnVBlXrYCI0hW/s1600-h/room+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125428714454172098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hm631MrM5iQkBhZiQoFp2KZJXAXecEYr3YqTIJ43TvQtJS4zKXIZx8_B_hq5wLjm0IAlJb69qMdP5eIa2t4iPxQpw2LvySIodDv2w4Bqufjogv6AHMd6iRZutnTFWquDnVBlXrYCI0hW/s320/room+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125428327907115426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyPE9HutF-cVkqS0zNCEcO3TKfCq79KpI0qL_l8Uf-8n7YoUi6_FkkMDFHKWRkFOzZXQhyPOVh6tBsZwTcnia92-LUn_AyP9Xr5P3rL4tJW73RLHH8FjCQrCSA1Aivd5un_uK-KRB0-aR/s320/room+012.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sitting Area!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiByd1Fi-86uC-luP5gUrviBWEhKlLZCW8fu7wsM_18jQMeT_hyphenhyphenBHgShnVkMwSCaLYzpfOYxZ4FnmIF6lLMlgF4d0fI_UkzCnqPoax_bieN0GE-XvDetDTQbxQqW-z3jBCa06AYdsFSPjv0/s1600-h/room+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125426953517580610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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