<?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-3355404754782951223</id><updated>2012-02-08T19:00:38.109-08:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmnAvZid0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/qoEheFnlaaw/s400/IMG_0633.JPG'/><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SQTCrjMYrYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0H7Rvk0COGA/s400/IMG_1282.JPG'/><category term='http://www.daktvn.com/images/film/full/81_shall_we_dance_ver2.jpg'/><title type='text'>Call Me Irresponsible</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-8869853292903495164</id><published>2011-05-15T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:36:43.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr &amp; Mrs David Pratt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0PbIt-Tkws/TdCHgeuAgrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ZmUXy2OhmM0/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0PbIt-Tkws/TdCHgeuAgrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ZmUXy2OhmM0/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607130528147866290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, that's right...her whole dress was top to bottom Ruffles. Have you ever seen something so deliciously girly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: I wrote all the details for my own memory...feel free to skip to the photos. 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I was able to attend the wedding of my Best friend from school Lindsay Smith, she was marrying one of my other best friends Dave Pratt. I am have been able to see them from their first date all the way till there glorious wedding day. They are such a sweet couple and they are so kind and amazing together. I have had so much fun hanging out with them and watching their relationship blossom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had to get on my shuttle at 2:00 am in the morning and that totally sucked, I was at the airport by 3 and security wasn't even opened. Soon enough though, I was on my 6:00 am flight to ATL, then to DEN. When I got there we got straight down to business, Lindsay's mom DeAnne and I went shopping and accomplished a lot in the small amount of time we had. Then we picked up the Bride (Lindsay) and took her to a makeup trial...which went really well. I told her to tell the girl she wanted to look "Naturally Glamorous" It is a Design Statement I am very proud of and will often use in the future now. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After our busy day DeAnne asked me if I wanted to get a spray tan, this was something I didn't want but, I think she was trying to hint at something so, I made an appointment. Luckily it turned out great and I was really happy with it. The next day I babysat the one and only Smith grandchild...MAILY, while everyone went to the temple! She is an adorable girl who speaks more Spanish then English which is really cool but, a little confusing. Luckily though she did say one word in English a bunch and I as able to accommodate this... "Doggie". She loved the 2 yellow labs the Smiths have and played with them for about 3 hours. Anyone who knows me knows I hate Dogs but, I had to suck it up since they kept her entertained. I really loved babysitting her because Lindsay talks about her nonstop and shows me different videos of her...it was almost like meeting a celebrity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Right after everyone got home it was time for the Friends Dinner. This was such a fun night, we ate the most amazing food I have had in a long time and told our favorite stories about Lindsay. We were all dying of laughter and having a great time. It was so fun to hear about Lindsay when she was in high school and middle school. Lindsay then turned the tables on me and made me tell everyone her favorite story which is of course about me when I was only 14 years old, she always makes me tell this embarrassing story in crowds. This story is not one I am proud of and it is only one I tell to friends but, I did it for my Darling Lindsay. I will not go into the story but it is an intense one that left half the table crying with laughter. I know all those girls look at me differently now too. After pictures and announcements the night was over and we were all exhausted. We went home to keep working on different things for the wedding. Soon we all fell asleep and before we knew it, it was the big day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzsUtaJZJzw/TdCHftbE1dI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ckoBqVv6b6w/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VzsUtaJZJzw/TdCHftbE1dI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ckoBqVv6b6w/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607130514915120594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcOZNl48XEI/TdCHf-ga4uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/n6mczjqPn-o/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcOZNl48XEI/TdCHf-ga4uI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/n6mczjqPn-o/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607130519500940002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her take a lot of photos...I was trying to give her an idea of what the next day would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvAFT-qfZOI/TdCHgHs30YI/AAAAAAAAAwY/PzuxzMssANI/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvAFT-qfZOI/TdCHgHs30YI/AAAAAAAAAwY/PzuxzMssANI/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607130521969086850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 6:30 am to Brother Smith saying "Good morning Lindsay Smith". He kept saying her last name every single chance he got knowing he would not be able to much longer, it was so funny and cute. Then Lindsay went to get her hair and makeup done, and of course she looked "Naturally Glamorous" (Is it weird I sing the Fergie song to spell G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S every time). She really did look amazing. We then headed off to the Temple, the car ride was really emotional for me and I was so excited for her. I kept crying the whole time because it was finally time for two of my best friends to get married. After, she went off into the temple and then 2 hours later appeared gleaming with joy. I was so excited for them, she looked amazing and he looked better then ever. Everyone was so proud and I couldn't help it, so I ran and hugged them first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlM5jXqqhGM/TdCHguMFLmI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5EdrAd_M4rU/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlM5jXqqhGM/TdCHguMFLmI/AAAAAAAAAwo/5EdrAd_M4rU/s320/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607130532300533346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5X0Br9trJfc/TdCLE47HKiI/AAAAAAAAAw4/9DUxf0QntrY/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5X0Br9trJfc/TdCLE47HKiI/AAAAAAAAAw4/9DUxf0QntrY/s320/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607134452192324130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naturally Glamorous Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsGCxfz7OGI/TdCLEtqOoqI/AAAAAAAAAww/nwduIrdEvy0/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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It was freezing cold and rainy but, no one seemed to notice once the delicious food came out. It was a really cute lunch in, and we were given the opportunity to give toasts. As soon as the Father of the Bride started talking, we had a visit from our little friend...THE JACK HAMMER! I didn't know where it was coming from but there was no way I was going to let this happen, we couldn't hear the speakers every time it started up, so something had to be done. I went over to this sketchy fence to someone's backyard and climbed up to see who was making this Horrific sound and it was a nice old man. Luckily, I asked the nice man to hold off for about 30 minutes and he said yes. Luckily someone took some photos of the process, I am wearing a towel to stay dry and warm so I look crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_y89zRodybg/TdHPDJp-ACI/AAAAAAAAAx4/KAquuDRjTv0/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_y89zRodybg/TdHPDJp-ACI/AAAAAAAAAx4/KAquuDRjTv0/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607490664091484194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDGa-kBej60/TdHPDQBTf0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/a2ekrobsILM/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDGa-kBej60/TdHPDQBTf0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/a2ekrobsILM/s320/photo%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607490665799974722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6JmkSDc_f8/TdHPDVjxD2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/cWP-fv_YQPU/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6JmkSDc_f8/TdHPDVjxD2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/cWP-fv_YQPU/s320/photo%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607490667286695778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B87pY-TrCJY/TdHPDm8nfzI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/bNZd-3KmGP8/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B87pY-TrCJY/TdHPDm8nfzI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/bNZd-3KmGP8/s320/photo%25285%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607490671954329394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After this ordeal the speeches went on, because I was the MAID OF HONOR...I was not giving this chance to talk about Lindsay and Dave up. I wanted to embrace them but, I was to overjoyed to even think of any awkward moments I could throw back in their faces, so I tried to keep it short and sweet. I was so overcome with emotion and happiness that I know I sounded like a blabbering idiot but, at least no one there knew who I was.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the Lunch in I thanked the Jack Hammer guy for holding off and then headed to the reception. Then...I realized I had not bought Wii Dance, Lindsay really wanted to play this at the wedding to help people get excited about dancing. So me and Deanne rushed to the TARGET and accomplished our goal. We got to the reception site and I went to talk to the DJ about Wii dance but he said he had nothing set up for it...so after I has a few controlling moments they changed around the room for me in 20 minutes, and we were set. The Bride and Groom showed up looking gorgeous and we were ready to party.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The reception was a blast and everyone had a great time, the dancing went really well and I highly suggest people playing Wii dance at any future weddings. I caught the Bouquet and it was dramatic. Luckily...someone recorded it so, you can enjoy. After sending off the Bride and Groom I packed up the cars with the help of other bridesmaids and we were out of the place within 30 minutes. I made amazing friends in Colorado and wish I had more excuses to go back. I have so much love for the Smiths and their extended family. I was able to work hard and show my appreciation for Lindsay's friendship by trying to help her family. I loved this opportunity to serve and will never forget this weekend adventure. My flight was at 11:00 in the morning the next day and of course, my shuttle was booked for 6:00 am. I really wanted to stay and relax with the family but...I am kind of a career women now so I had to rush back. Luckily the guy called me and said we could push it back to 7:00 am instead of 6:00. I was so happy because I thought I would get some more sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0Vi7IAY0mY/TdCLFcp8-wI/AAAAAAAAAxI/6l9tS1p0a4w/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0Vi7IAY0mY/TdCLFcp8-wI/AAAAAAAAAxI/6l9tS1p0a4w/s320/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607134461784029954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin Bridal Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSTClrmhLFU/TdCLFnopXuI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2VrbSrWoVp0/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSTClrmhLFU/TdCLFnopXuI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2VrbSrWoVp0/s320/042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607134464731340514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fellow Bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-35D11UMaD3k/TdCa2bN9g3I/AAAAAAAAAxY/OnCKlZoNrc8/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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Being with them is like being with your own personal Fan club members that you have inspired for years and all they want to do is tell you how amazing they think you are...so obviously I loved it. Then DeAnne came into my bed and chatted with me for an hour, we talked about our laughs we had this weekend, my family, my love for Lindsay, and how much I want DeAnne, Lindsay, Chelsea, and Lisa to come visit. It was finally time for me to go and I was so so so sad, I really was. When I got to the airport I found a thank you card from DeAnne, and this of course made me cry again... I looked like a crazy person; I was crying and laughing for like 10 minutes straight. It was so sweet and I was so happy for the great time I had just had that I couldn't stop. I will never forget that family and how much I adore them, it was so fun and I can't wait to hangout with the married version of Lindsay and David Pratt next fall. I really do hope to see my favorite girls soon in the big city. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-22bbe17a5825cdbf" 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://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22bbe17a5825cdbf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331467890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C0EF6BC39E434B20A709E5DF44558F417B4CCB0.6539566A570DA18AAC1A307928D7C57984228BBD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22bbe17a5825cdbf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT_m2urRRPB2G1zDjw1gdu0D23P8&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://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22bbe17a5825cdbf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331467890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C0EF6BC39E434B20A709E5DF44558F417B4CCB0.6539566A570DA18AAC1A307928D7C57984228BBD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22bbe17a5825cdbf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DT_m2urRRPB2G1zDjw1gdu0D23P8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-8869853292903495164?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=22bbe17a5825cdbf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8869853292903495164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=8869853292903495164&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/8869853292903495164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/8869853292903495164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-mrs-david-pratt.html' title='Mr &amp; Mrs David Pratt'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0PbIt-Tkws/TdCHgeuAgrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ZmUXy2OhmM0/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4902599974596761311</id><published>2011-05-07T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T08:44:19.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Event</title><content type='html'>I have been in NY For about a week now and I have only had one dramatic melt down. I am excited to be here for the summer but I really need some friends. I have 3 friends who will be living out here but they all get here at random times, and since I have not gone to church I don't really know any new yorkers other then my roommates. But, I know this will all change soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job went really good...I think. I was really scared that I would not know what they were talking about or be clueless on everything, but I seemed to manage pretty well. At first I didn't really understand one of my co-workers but now I think I really like him. He has started to become a little bit more friendly as his load has gotten lighter through out the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my first event Thursday, Iman, David Bowie, and Nate Burkus were supposed to be there but no one really saw them. That was ok for me because I just loved being there anyway. I did see a lot of famous designers though and a few celebrities I knew. The first one I saw was Alex Mccord from the Real Housewives of New York City...and I think she is awful so there was no way I was going to say hi. I would have said something totally rude. Then I saw LT from the Show Pregnant in Heels, he was really sweet and totally funny. I had a great time and I got to hangout with Melissa Anders Warden which was really fun. I can't wait to go to more great design shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZimSeQmIgM/TcVlzbNRSZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6QjEGv3BCNk/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZimSeQmIgM/TcVlzbNRSZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6QjEGv3BCNk/s320/119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603997245483600274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us in the Booth Melissa's company did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XBlUMAy9kE/TcVl0cQUqfI/AAAAAAAAAv4/NzCc0iZgy2Y/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XBlUMAy9kE/TcVl0cQUqfI/AAAAAAAAAv4/NzCc0iZgy2Y/s320/121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603997262944709106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with her really nice and talented boss Jonathan Rosen. His booth looked really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDHjkUrnAJs/TcVoPOS525I/AAAAAAAAAwA/al7vqg1e3XQ/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDHjkUrnAJs/TcVoPOS525I/AAAAAAAAAwA/al7vqg1e3XQ/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603999922077162386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and LT&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/3355404754782951223-4902599974596761311?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4902599974596761311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4902599974596761311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4902599974596761311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4902599974596761311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-event.html' title='First Event'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZimSeQmIgM/TcVlzbNRSZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/6QjEGv3BCNk/s72-c/119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2721521797563411412</id><published>2011-05-01T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:02:35.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NY Arival.</title><content type='html'>I have just arrived to NYC, it is great to finally be here. I feel so crappy from my red eye flight though. I came straight to my apartment and then went to TJ Maxx to find bedding. It was stressful having to go through a bunch of money on bedding when you don't even like any of it, and you have tons back at home, but it was necessary. I then tried to run a few more errands and after going to CVS twice I still kept forgetting to buy shampoo and conditioner. HAHA. I feel so absentee minded. I really need to get more stuff done but I don't have the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be because I am so drained but NYC already feels so natural. I know I am supposed to be here and I can't wait to make it my home and fall in love with it. I start my internship bright and early tomorrow and I am pretty nervous. I am so scared I will get lost more then anything though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently typing on the top of a bunk bed...that's right I am sleeping on top of a BUNK BED! I thought I was passed these days but I guess not. I can't even sit up or I will hit my head, It is horrible, there goes my goal of having good posture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2721521797563411412?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2721521797563411412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2721521797563411412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2721521797563411412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2721521797563411412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/05/ny-arival.html' title='NY Arival.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4925312717889090247</id><published>2011-05-01T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:52:20.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-New York Sherades.</title><content type='html'>I finished out another good semester at BYUI and then I went a saw Celine Dion in VEGAS! Once again, she was remarkable. Her voice was so gorgeous and her dresses were so sparkly. I loved the show and I loved the variety of songs, it was very well done. I went to vegas with my sister in Law and then we slept in the bautiful Sanit george the second night and headed to provo.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-js0iP1JwfoA/Tb38fz_SXHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/L3BngTs_8GM/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-js0iP1JwfoA/Tb38fz_SXHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/L3BngTs_8GM/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601911134980562034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7aQhdF1HQ8/Tb38fu9vgrI/AAAAAAAAAu4/upI9bsd7UvU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7aQhdF1HQ8/Tb38fu9vgrI/AAAAAAAAAu4/upI9bsd7UvU/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601911133631906482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Vegas I headed to California to help my sister Mary prepare for her 2nd baby. I thought the trip would consists of a lot of babysitting, feeding, and cleaning. Instead, she asked me to redesign her room a little, this meant I got to go shopping all day without having to spend my own money. I always knew this is what it was like for real interior designers but I didn't realize how fun and exhausting it can be. After 2 weeks her room is now more functional and a true couple's haven, its not done yet but when it is I will post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the 2 weeks I got to babysit my 3 energetic nephews while my sister wen't to look for a new house in Austin Texas. I wasn't nervous at all about it but then, everyone kept asking me if I was scared so, I kinda started to get nervous. Luckily it was easy breezy and my nephews were little angels...except at bed time, but by the second night they were angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjLAF-kxqdo/Tb3-I74YqPI/AAAAAAAAAvI/2ybzzS1xE8w/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjLAF-kxqdo/Tb3-I74YqPI/AAAAAAAAAvI/2ybzzS1xE8w/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601912940985362674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzRsDIrHfnA/Tb3-JBdTWTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/HnvjwlTWKoA/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzRsDIrHfnA/Tb3-JBdTWTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/HnvjwlTWKoA/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601912942482381106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srJtJtq5tLM/Tb3-JQtDfwI/AAAAAAAAAvY/V_hzPNdE6cc/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srJtJtq5tLM/Tb3-JQtDfwI/AAAAAAAAAvY/V_hzPNdE6cc/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601912946574982914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3355404754782951223-4925312717889090247?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4925312717889090247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4925312717889090247&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4925312717889090247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4925312717889090247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/05/pre-new-york-sherades.html' title='Pre-New York Sherades.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-js0iP1JwfoA/Tb38fz_SXHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/L3BngTs_8GM/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6267078270196799790</id><published>2011-03-13T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:43:00.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reall Strange.</title><content type='html'>This is a totally weird video but it is also really clever and innovative so I love it, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF9-sEbqDvU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-6267078270196799790?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6267078270196799790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6267078270196799790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6267078270196799790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6267078270196799790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/03/reall-strange.html' title='Reall Strange.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7663162230749694223</id><published>2011-03-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:45:11.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Have an Empty Nest.</title><content type='html'>I got a new watch and I am totally in love with it! I had been waiting forever to get it since there is not a fossil in Idaho and I am very happy that I waited for this watch to come out in their new collection. But I was most entertained by my mothers reaction. Here is how it went when I texted her some pictures to get her opinion. My mother is in White and I am in green also, all the pictures I sent were on the right and my mom's were on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dFc5iKMEQ4/TXxyLVvX3YI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qfX8gdU5uyU/s1600/photo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 561px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dFc5iKMEQ4/TXxyLVvX3YI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qfX8gdU5uyU/s320/photo.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583463177172540802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NenZZ2Unjyo/TXxyLoXTn2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/io8s-sPL2DU/s1600/photo%25282%2529.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 502px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NenZZ2Unjyo/TXxyLoXTn2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/io8s-sPL2DU/s320/photo%25282%2529.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583463182171873122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y3eHT3iX0s/TXxyL4L9VYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/pXoVb3LQTtg/s1600/photo%25283%2529.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 562px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y3eHT3iX0s/TXxyL4L9VYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/pXoVb3LQTtg/s320/photo%25283%2529.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583463186419242370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice the times, it only took her a few hours to go and get the same watch. But now we get to be watch twins which is totally unique and fun! Here is a better picture of the Watch, It is Rose Gold with gorgeous little crystals everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/egillrie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41gjIFBlF1L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 500px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41gjIFBlF1L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-7663162230749694223?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7663162230749694223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7663162230749694223&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7663162230749694223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7663162230749694223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-have-empty-nest.html' title='To Have an Empty Nest.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dFc5iKMEQ4/TXxyLVvX3YI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qfX8gdU5uyU/s72-c/photo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-3276362195873491826</id><published>2011-03-12T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T14:53:35.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York New York</title><content type='html'>As soon as I got into the Interior Design program at BYU-Idaho I started to get extremely nervous about the internship...even though it was 3 years away. I was scared I wouldn't know how to get one or no one would want to hire me. Well it has been 3 years and I have an internship. I decided the only places I would apply would be in New York so I could end up where I want to be. Well it ended working out and I will now be moving to New York for an Interior Design internship. I am so excited to be living there and I am planning to live on the Upper West Side. I will be working in Mid-town for the Design firm Jack Levy Designs, it is a Traditional Modern High End Residential Design Firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be moving there in April and then I will be leaving in August, which means I will be there for 5 months in all! I feel so blessed and I couldn't more excited, and relieved about everything. I can't wait for some friends to visit me so I can play in the city with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-3276362195873491826?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3276362195873491826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=3276362195873491826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3276362195873491826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3276362195873491826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4916859289274449388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4916859289274449388&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4916859289274449388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4916859289274449388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-friends-engagement.html' title='My Friends Engagement'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1389646525553012014</id><published>2011-01-18T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:41:13.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeels on Wheels</title><content type='html'>I had to make a video for school that showed how hard it is for people in wheelchairs to get around. So my group decided to put a little twist on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6010cd91854c3549" 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" 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href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1389646525553012014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1389646525553012014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1389646525553012014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1389646525553012014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/01/squeels-on-wheels.html' title='Squeels on Wheels'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2432219243095082655</id><published>2011-01-08T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T17:25:58.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's First Day of skiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d01205f81552c85" 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" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d01205f81552c85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331467890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CFCA26F5B4E7FB2F09DE6F89C6E23EE93B5AFA.55C5AEA634C37B60B2565B6F54C1CC34ED0E6B2B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd01205f81552c85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB_hend3lNTnd0qka6dKBCXM_nGs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals of the semester was to enjoy Idaho for what it has to offer. Which means I need to start skiing. So my friends went and helped me get all of the stuff and decked me out in their gear and helped me get everything else i needed. I was already to go but, I was terrified. It ended up being really fun and amazing though and I had a blast! I did really good for it being my first time in 10 years. I can't wait to go again but I think my knees need a break for the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2432219243095082655?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d01205f81552c85&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2432219243095082655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2432219243095082655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2432219243095082655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2432219243095082655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2011/01/emilys-first-day-of-skiing.html' title='Emily&apos;s First Day of skiing'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2839587421643696153</id><published>2010-08-12T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:04:00.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on FL.</title><content type='html'>After being caught in Europe for an Extra 4 due to a Volcano I eventually made it home. I can't find my camera and I am really sad but I will survive. I finished my last summer semester as BYUI and it kicked my butt. I can't imagine it ever getting hardy but, I am about to enter the hardest semester yet to come. I am now at home and I finally got my first burn. You can't tell in the picture but I am very very PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/TGTDsBR2YcI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7ko8MlE38GM/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-12+at+23.40.jpg"&gt;                                                   &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/TGTDsBR2YcI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7ko8MlE38GM/s200/Photo+on+2010-08-12+at+23.40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504739805578551746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2839587421643696153?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2839587421643696153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2839587421643696153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2839587421643696153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2839587421643696153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-on-fl.html' title='Back on FL.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/TGTDsBR2YcI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7ko8MlE38GM/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-12+at+23.40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7396150613509199350</id><published>2010-04-04T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:55:34.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loire Valley...maybe a little to much.</title><content type='html'>I just got back from Loire Valley and it was the last trip outside of Paris that I will go on...crazy. I have been to so many places and I consider Paris to be another place that I have made my home for a short while. I will talk about this more later when it all hits me that I am going back to REXY. But for now Loire Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Loire Valley is basically the place where the different Royal families would have country homes AKA Giant Chateaus. I was really excited for this trip because this is what I love but...it became a little repetitive and exhausting. I honestly can't even remember how many Chateaus I saw or which ones were which. I think the final count was 7. But I am so happy that I got to do another once in a life time adventure. So because I can't really remeber anything I am just gonna take you though the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX989705I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sTH0Hhw1Fsw/s1600/IMG_4158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX989705I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sTH0Hhw1Fsw/s320/IMG_4158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456418776641426322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the First stop that we had. The inside was not the most interesting but it was really fun to play outside because the grounds were nice and so was the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs458.snc3/26171_10150175455875257_736860256_11593227_6437277_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 316px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs458.snc3/26171_10150175455875257_736860256_11593227_6437277_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skye didn't want to listne to the Audio Guide so I would tell her every single thing that it was saying along with hand movements and more enthusiasm. I really think that she enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX-0Pg8tI/AAAAAAAAAiY/UAmzDFZcWcs/s1600/IMG_4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX-0Pg8tI/AAAAAAAAAiY/UAmzDFZcWcs/s320/IMG_4189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456418791479112402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I was very animated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX_bZjqwI/AAAAAAAAAig/pjeI8f8gVnA/s1600/IMG_4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX_bZjqwI/AAAAAAAAAig/pjeI8f8gVnA/s320/IMG_4191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456418801990216450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my favortie pieces of the trip, there were pictures all over it. You don't see pieces like this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs491.snc3/26841_1340922077905_1076772815_1033374_2697710_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 311px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs491.snc3/26841_1340922077905_1076772815_1033374_2697710_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need a human speed bump let me know. I seem to be a natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175413160257_736860256_11591193_5784817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 255px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175413160257_736860256_11591193_5784817_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of these pictures are taken by my friend Bart. I always love every picture he takes of me, ike for example this one. I didn't know he was taking it and I love the way it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs395.snc3/24022_1377498351421_1050731507_31116002_2484536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 348px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs395.snc3/24022_1377498351421_1050731507_31116002_2484536_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to teach my friend Skye the Waltz. She still needs practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klL10PU_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/A6Mzy-g3OuA/s1600/IMG_4267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klL10PU_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/A6Mzy-g3OuA/s320/IMG_4267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456433308891042802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really cool black room for one of the queens whos husband died. She lived the life if a nun and only wore white. She had her room painted all black so she could mourn. She did this for about 20years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klMZ45bjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/u61_NODGiEA/s1600/IMG_4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klMZ45bjI/AAAAAAAAAlg/u61_NODGiEA/s320/IMG_4265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456433318574255666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7km67ZEUmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jqyCscYITik/s1600/IMG_4266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7km67ZEUmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jqyCscYITik/s320/IMG_4266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456435217353167458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbaoMxM6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/NTCtsz65rP8/s1600/IMG_4247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbaoMxM6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/NTCtsz65rP8/s320/IMG_4247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456422567817589666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the color of this wall and all the pictures on it. They were all pictured of the diffrent renovations the castle has had over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kibKAR1AI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/EHWdXdJLNCQ/s1600/IMG_4248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kibKAR1AI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/EHWdXdJLNCQ/s320/IMG_4248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456430273473401858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbZ4T1PII/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hlTZKRufLkY/s1600/IMG_4232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbZ4T1PII/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hlTZKRufLkY/s320/IMG_4232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456422554962312322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I guess this is what you do if you don't want people to pay attention to what the frame is actually framing. Notice the Eagle, Crest, Angels, Fabric, Flag, Shells, Flowers and Weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbYenW5-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/mOyEtwm-uJU/s1600/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbYenW5-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/mOyEtwm-uJU/s320/IMG_4219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456422530885019618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a good cook but I do love the look of Copper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbX7y58fI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ozEaD4SwDs0/s1600/IMG_4211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbX7y58fI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ozEaD4SwDs0/s320/IMG_4211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456422521538212338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM WALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbZGyVL4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/-YhjNYWFx7Q/s1600/IMG_4216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kbZGyVL4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/-YhjNYWFx7Q/s320/IMG_4216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456422541668462466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM WALL 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175455945257_736860256_11593237_5932605_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 285px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175455945257_736860256_11593237_5932605_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis whole Chateau was amazing because of the grounds. One of the reasons why they are famous is because they have the best floral arrangements. They change them out every day and grow all the flowers on the grounds. This is basically the village where all the work is done for the Chateau. I have never seen arrangements like this, they were my favorite part of the whole trip. They were all Easter themed and so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kYBezbcZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/65uugrmsf4Y/s1600/IMG_4213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kYBezbcZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/65uugrmsf4Y/s320/IMG_4213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456418837263774098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grass bunnies on straw. Just one of the table displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kYAg_mvkI/AAAAAAAAAio/BX0Akm2uF4k/s1600/IMG_4202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kYAg_mvkI/AAAAAAAAAio/BX0Akm2uF4k/s320/IMG_4202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456418820671848002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mezmorized by the green balls on the bottom layer. They were soft with sharp fuzz everywhere. They were supper cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kfARGbRyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Ps3EIv1upZg/s1600/IMG_4256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kfARGbRyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Ps3EIv1upZg/s320/IMG_4256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456426512986883874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Bass. There were feathers, eggs, and grey leafs everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke_Wg_JiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/N7a-qEXm__c/s1600/IMG_4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke_Wg_JiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/N7a-qEXm__c/s320/IMG_4241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456426497260594722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEATHERS! I kinda like baby's breath because if this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke-yYZ95I/AAAAAAAAAjw/jeyoXkhX3Ds/s1600/IMG_4236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke-yYZ95I/AAAAAAAAAjw/jeyoXkhX3Ds/s320/IMG_4236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456426487560927122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke9yDgqmI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Reyrl1cruqI/s1600/IMG_4233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke9yDgqmI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Reyrl1cruqI/s320/IMG_4233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456426470293416546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke9TqyxMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0ZlaVObVkcM/s1600/IMG_4223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7ke9TqyxMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/0ZlaVObVkcM/s320/IMG_4223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456426462136681666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the white bark and white rocks on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgeI2Y9sI/AAAAAAAAAko/_g0DrdzVJVc/s1600/IMG_4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgeI2Y9sI/AAAAAAAAAko/_g0DrdzVJVc/s320/IMG_4271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428125679843010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what these were but they made me miss Florida because they looked tropical.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiWuwnldI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FJCEfIH51gI/s1600/IMG_4272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiWuwnldI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FJCEfIH51gI/s320/IMG_4272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456430197440484818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgdaz2ABI/AAAAAAAAAkg/tKm1C04UMWo/s1600/IMG_4268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgdaz2ABI/AAAAAAAAAkg/tKm1C04UMWo/s320/IMG_4268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428113321132050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;More feathers but in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgcSmD9iI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1fbGlWm_1mo/s1600/IMG_4246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgcSmD9iI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1fbGlWm_1mo/s320/IMG_4246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428093935973922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ones were in the blue room and were so delicate and rustic at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgb0LPI6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/lQchW3fBiCA/s1600/IMG_4259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kgb0LPI6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/lQchW3fBiCA/s320/IMG_4259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456428085770396578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the different mixtures that they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiVUhbbRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/VESyEl-yDvo/s1600/IMG_4269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiVUhbbRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/VESyEl-yDvo/s320/IMG_4269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456430173217582354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the real eggs. Definitely one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiZReO4-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/oNOLVTbkkUw/s1600/IMG_4288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiZReO4-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/oNOLVTbkkUw/s320/IMG_4288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456430241118348258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiYjPGNhI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jcnfaGG4iKY/s1600/IMG_4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kiYjPGNhI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jcnfaGG4iKY/s320/IMG_4277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456430228706833938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the lovely Chateau. Because of the flowers, Copper, and Gardens this was probably my favorite one of the trip. I know I live a hard life, I have to choose a favorite French Chateau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs478.ash1/26171_10150175455970257_736860256_11593241_6385188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 284px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs478.ash1/26171_10150175455970257_736860256_11593241_6385188_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole group at the TOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klOACQw4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/WWcouBtJB9g/s1600/IMG_4300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klOACQw4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/WWcouBtJB9g/s320/IMG_4300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456433345993950082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a traveling box that had a secret compartment for poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klNvzHcxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/N607xZYUe6A/s1600/IMG_4298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klNvzHcxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/N607xZYUe6A/s320/IMG_4298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456433341635457810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally found FIRE! We were so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klNVqUxyI/AAAAAAAAAlo/aE5yCy0Q0BU/s1600/IMG_4293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7klNVqUxyI/AAAAAAAAAlo/aE5yCy0Q0BU/s320/IMG_4293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456433334619260706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really cool table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175455985257_736860256_11593244_572074_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175455985257_736860256_11593244_572074_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwK97zmOI/AAAAAAAAAmY/1T9kCozDXmE/s1600/IMG_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwK97zmOI/AAAAAAAAAmY/1T9kCozDXmE/s320/IMG_4321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456445388518299874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this chateau for all the wall finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwKStswGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/dhrkbpw9KNw/s1600/IMG_4307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwKStswGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/dhrkbpw9KNw/s320/IMG_4307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456445376916406370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwJ2y5_pI/AAAAAAAAAmI/MsWt9CTi7E4/s1600/IMG_4319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwJ2y5_pI/AAAAAAAAAmI/MsWt9CTi7E4/s320/IMG_4319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456445369422053010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one took the cake in Finishes for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kysJIYrnI/AAAAAAAAAnY/3hmSGtbL3xY/s1600/IMG_4353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kysJIYrnI/AAAAAAAAAnY/3hmSGtbL3xY/s320/IMG_4353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456448157482790514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best for Last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxCn9gQ4I/AAAAAAAAAnA/1TxdxOVl1OQ/s1600/IMG_4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxCn9gQ4I/AAAAAAAAAnA/1TxdxOVl1OQ/s320/IMG_4347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456446344692515714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last stop. Super big and definitely the most extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxDsBkFwI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3rwnOJH92V0/s1600/IMG_4355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxDsBkFwI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3rwnOJH92V0/s320/IMG_4355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456446362963154690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 20 minutes so we decided to Rent a little boat. It was a blast!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kysecXX_I/AAAAAAAAAng/nqxU4tJKgd4/s1600/IMG_4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kysecXX_I/AAAAAAAAAng/nqxU4tJKgd4/s320/IMG_4357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456448163203735538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwLRd-5oI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ZfNUcHidndk/s1600/IMG_4330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwLRd-5oI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ZfNUcHidndk/s320/IMG_4330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456445393761920642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwL0_CuhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/J-mpYAwBKo4/s1600/IMG_4331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kwL0_CuhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/J-mpYAwBKo4/s320/IMG_4331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456445403295824402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Floral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxC3EPGGI/AAAAAAAAAnI/uZwMX3tJOO0/s1600/IMG_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxC3EPGGI/AAAAAAAAAnI/uZwMX3tJOO0/s320/IMG_4349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456446348747282530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old carriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxCBBffQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/igjg7cWsarY/s1600/IMG_4344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kxCBBffQI/AAAAAAAAAm4/igjg7cWsarY/s320/IMG_4344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456446334240259330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was abviously a hunting lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this probably goes down in longest post ever but I saw so much and had to share some of it. This last picture is my favorite of the whole trip. These are all the people that I hang out with on a Daily Basis. The person taking the picture is Bart, he is always taking really fun pictures of us and always capturing the moment. Dan is the one to the left, he is like the big brother who is always disgraced by his little sisters which brings the rest of us into play. We are the little sisters who are always acting so crazy all the time. We have so much fun together and always keep ourselves entertained. Which is exactly what this picture proves, it is the best candid picture of the trip. I love this fabulous 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175455905257_736860256_11593231_933588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 317px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26171_10150175455905257_736860256_11593231_933588_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3355404754782951223-7396150613509199350?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7396150613509199350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7396150613509199350&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7396150613509199350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7396150613509199350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/04/loire-valleymaybe-little-to-much.html' title='Loire Valley...maybe a little to much.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S7kX989705I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sTH0Hhw1Fsw/s72-c/IMG_4158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6732835973600779547</id><published>2010-03-28T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T07:28:12.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>London once again.</title><content type='html'>I got to go to London again and it was with my two favorite girls it was fun, relaxing, and exciting. We went to the best mall in the world, out dancing, shopping, and went on the London eye. We had a blast the first night and had plans to go out again. So we took the day really slowly so we would be ready for the night life. We headed home around 8 to get ready for but decided to take a quick nap. The next thing that happened was I opened my eyes and it was 7 in the morning. I was shocked. I have never slept that hard in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69jky-4nqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/al85lB29smw/s1600/IMG_4093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69jky-4nqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/al85lB29smw/s320/IMG_4093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453687157580930722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Pillars why not have book stacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69ipz50mNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uBNy5W9nNPw/s1600/IMG_4131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69ipz50mNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uBNy5W9nNPw/s320/IMG_4131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453686144215849170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what culture this is but I am curious to find out why this lady looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69ipupC96I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gIhcq4FsZLY/s1600/IMG_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69ipupC96I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gIhcq4FsZLY/s320/IMG_4127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453686142803310498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIG BEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69ipNZCDoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7y6pslZEr9k/s1600/IMG_4126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69ipNZCDoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7y6pslZEr9k/s320/IMG_4126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453686133877771906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new shirt... and of course the view is great as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h76iMOmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/zn5rt0Ro-V8/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h76iMOmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/zn5rt0Ro-V8/s200/IMG_4117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453685355721800290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally found MEXICAN FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h5tkM5uI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Fw-Hb9kzX8w/s1600/IMG_4098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h5tkM5uI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Fw-Hb9kzX8w/s200/IMG_4098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453685317880833762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h6EdtEtI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cTwPuOWvxWs/s1600/IMG_4099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h6EdtEtI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cTwPuOWvxWs/s200/IMG_4099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453685324027597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69lX1R1TWI/AAAAAAAAAhA/dsQDciA5Nes/s1600/IMG_4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69lX1R1TWI/AAAAAAAAAhA/dsQDciA5Nes/s200/IMG_4103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453689133882232162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69lYRkmrDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/1HtoypS2dnk/s1600/IMG_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69lYRkmrDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/1HtoypS2dnk/s200/IMG_4110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453689141477157938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h7NLOK6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/rraJsLnTQQg/s1600/IMG_4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69h7NLOK6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/rraJsLnTQQg/s200/IMG_4111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453685343545863074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the night, I did their makeup and they did my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69lYRkmrDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/1HtoypS2dnk/s1600/IMG_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69jlLrP-dI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QD9UjJEzLG4/s1600/IMG_4120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69jlLrP-dI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QD9UjJEzLG4/s320/IMG_4120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453687164209461714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At our favorite little place to get juice.&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/3355404754782951223-6732835973600779547?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6732835973600779547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6732835973600779547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6732835973600779547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6732835973600779547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/03/london-once-again.html' title='London once again.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69jky-4nqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/al85lB29smw/s72-c/IMG_4093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-3775680778440373310</id><published>2010-03-28T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T06:49:46.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE ITALIAN, Take a chance and try to steal a firey Kiss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs493.ash1/26947_375881029701_568149701_3793564_4410354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs493.ash1/26947_375881029701_568149701_3793564_4410354_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH I LOVE ITALY. I could talk about this trip all day. It started out really ruff but it was all worth it in the end. The day before i was supposed to leave I looked at my itinerary and learned I had booked my flight for the wrong day, so after much contemplation my dad said i am not allowed to miss this trip and to get a new ticket especially since all of my friends were going. So once I got there I was so excited, I got off the train to head to another train and go to my final destination. Then I realized I had left my luggage on the train and it drove away. Luckily another girl did so her and I went to Genova Italy and got out luggage. It ruined out first night but we got to see a lot of more of Italy then we expected so that was nice. We got our luggage and headed to Cinque Terre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinque Terre is basically five towns that are connected by beautiful trails that go along the coast. They specialize in Pesto and Lemons, 2 of my favorite things. The food was out of this world, I had sea bass ravioli, pest Gnochi, pesto, ravioli, and so much more. Our hotel was also really amazing, there were basically really cheap big apartments. Definitely the best hotel of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we woke up and hit the trails nice and early. On the trails you could go down the cliffs and go chill on rocks. They were really easy trails and had the best views ever. The first day the weather was Perfect I was sweating for the first time in months and I could feel the sun on my cheeks. I was in love. So over the 2 days we went through all 5 towns and relaxed, played giggled, and hiked. We had some time before we had to be on the plan to we decided to go to the leaning tower of Pisa. Definitely one of the best trips of my life. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PqiZW_qI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YcsLo8Vu_yI/s1600/IMG_3984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PqiZW_qI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YcsLo8Vu_yI/s320/IMG_3984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453665265975230114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some of the tickets that we had to buy to get to our final destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PsTnGsmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/3H4mWILgtzk/s1600/IMG_3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PsTnGsmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/3H4mWILgtzk/s320/IMG_3995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453665296366088802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our adorable little town. Everything was so colorful...it was a huge change from grey and black Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Pr6Vf_iI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TP_lXIiMdwA/s1600/IMG_3993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Pr6Vf_iI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TP_lXIiMdwA/s320/IMG_3993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453665289581362722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my ANKLE. This is my cute roommate of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Prg_cYQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fohYBm8qX7g/s1600/IMG_3988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Prg_cYQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/fohYBm8qX7g/s320/IMG_3988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453665282777964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every where I pointed my camera was another great picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PrO3BUVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/kKBrp7jF7_Y/s1600/IMG_3987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PrO3BUVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/kKBrp7jF7_Y/s320/IMG_3987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453665277910798674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RYCYwL7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/exqMaSPpXe4/s1600/IMG_4031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RYCYwL7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/exqMaSPpXe4/s320/IMG_4031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453667147168362418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo shoot in a cemetery... but the views were too amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RXjmZeYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/KJoHvijktOM/s1600/IMG_4010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RXjmZeYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/KJoHvijktOM/s320/IMG_4010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453667138904095106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RW1FZD1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/TXhOLbQCGq0/s1600/IMG_4003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RW1FZD1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/TXhOLbQCGq0/s320/IMG_4003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453667126417624914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I had it in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RWdrPbHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/klbOOQYRH5s/s1600/IMG_3998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69RWdrPbHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/klbOOQYRH5s/s320/IMG_3998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453667120133926002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling a mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TrssTLCI/AAAAAAAAAew/HRlH-0f1bqY/s1600/IMG_4062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TrssTLCI/AAAAAAAAAew/HRlH-0f1bqY/s320/IMG_4062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453669683965406242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TrJzoR7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/qP7VMjeV_0c/s1600/IMG_4060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TrJzoR7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/qP7VMjeV_0c/s320/IMG_4060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453669674600908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story behind this picture is so great that I can only tell it in person. But, I will tell you that it is scandalous, hilarious and ended with the whole town yelling BRAVO and clapping for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TqnCwBwI/AAAAAAAAAeg/wEy32jI_TcA/s1600/IMG_4052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TqnCwBwI/AAAAAAAAAeg/wEy32jI_TcA/s320/IMG_4052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453669665269090050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This couple ordered about 12 courses so when another course came out I gave the man a look and then a thumbs up. He then offered us girls half of his food. It was so crazy, we ate lobster, giant prawns, clams, muscles and other delicious fish. We saw them about 8 more times that weekend and every time they were so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TqN8QPlI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XT1rwvLrF44/s1600/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TqN8QPlI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XT1rwvLrF44/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453669658530954834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The is louis and Marie, They have the best store in Italy ever. My friend Brooklyn and I for these super quit seat shirts and learned Italian from them. They were so funny and really nice. When Brooklyn and I chose these sweat shirts Louis said this exactly " good choice" then he pointed at the Italia sweat shirts and said " China" He was telling us that the Italia sweatshirts were all made in CHina and not nice. We thought it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TpodDPrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jybRzL3XnfY/s1600/IMG_4047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69TpodDPrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jybRzL3XnfY/s320/IMG_4047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453669648467967666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were hiding from our group behind some boats because we needed a break from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X0_XPiwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jFOQp_L2Y0M/s1600/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X0_XPiwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jFOQp_L2Y0M/s320/IMG_4068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453674241642695426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were about 40 Asians who wanted to take pictures with us. We were laughing so hard and they were really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24331_10150168046505257_736860256_11404157_5875881_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 479px; height: 719px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24331_10150168046505257_736860256_11404157_5875881_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed here for a while and took a lot of fun pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs421.snc3/24331_10150168046510257_736860256_11404158_8296920_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 479px; height: 719px;" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs421.snc3/24331_10150168046510257_736860256_11404158_8296920_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out in one of the many towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24331_10150168046535257_736860256_11404160_3684429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 719px; height: 479px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs401.snc3/24331_10150168046535257_736860256_11404160_3684429_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody that came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs493.ash1/26947_375865479701_568149701_3793131_6553138_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs493.ash1/26947_375865479701_568149701_3793131_6553138_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X2eVeaqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/IpaazWkEp68/s1600/IMG_4082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X2eVeaqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/IpaazWkEp68/s320/IMG_4082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453674267136649890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tutut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X1dsm6qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2hLSGtGx2ds/s1600/IMG_4077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X1dsm6qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2hLSGtGx2ds/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453674249785371298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda a Disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X18spBrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/XyP536dRC0A/s1600/IMG_4078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69X18spBrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/XyP536dRC0A/s320/IMG_4078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453674258107008690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the map that we didn't follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Pissa, we were super tired but had some time to kill. So we decided to rent a 6 person bike...not one of our best ideas. We got lost a bunch, ended up on major streets, completely exhuasted ourselves that we sweated through our cloths and were late to the airport. At one point we asked a lady where the leaning tower was and she looked at us confused and pointed to the right we said thank you and turned around. We then realized we were right next to it and if we had just looked to the right we would have been able to see it this whole time. We felt super dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is Italy was pretty, nice, fun, joyous and delicious. I had some of the best food of my life and some of the most memorable experiences. I will never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3355404754782951223-3775680778440373310?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3775680778440373310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=3775680778440373310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3775680778440373310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3775680778440373310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-italian-take-chance-and-try-to-steal.html' title='BE ITALIAN, Take a chance and try to steal a firey Kiss.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69PqiZW_qI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YcsLo8Vu_yI/s72-c/IMG_3984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-582086331993092072</id><published>2010-03-28T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T05:28:50.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Normandy.</title><content type='html'>I have been doing so much that I really can't keep up with this blogg so I am going to try and put it all  in one so get ready for a lot of info!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had the great opportunity to go to Normandy. It was really great to see Omaha Beach and other monumental places. Being in Normandy was really a great experience. I have never been to a war monument before and I was really excited to see everything. It was all really beautiful and touching. I am so happy that I was able to see a place that so many Americans study and want to see. So enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689X1Q0PwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/eRuqHBY9sno/s1600/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689X1Q0PwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/eRuqHBY9sno/s320/IMG_3810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453645153412857602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689Y45groI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_-bJ0csl4ew/s1600/IMG_3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689Y45groI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_-bJ0csl4ew/s320/IMG_3825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453645171568717442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the cemetery. It was very well kept and really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689Xc_2WDI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rGmZyBQshaw/s1600/IMG_3806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689Xc_2WDI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rGmZyBQshaw/s320/IMG_3806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453645146899241010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689YaC2UMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/g2EcpGESTHg/s1600/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689YaC2UMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/g2EcpGESTHg/s320/IMG_3813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453645163286384834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a gun with a helmet. Really simple and really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689ZSEmY7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Mjbt11oWNKg/s1600/IMG_3822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689ZSEmY7I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Mjbt11oWNKg/s320/IMG_3822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453645178326115250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place looked like the Hamptons, its crazy to think that these beaches were once covered with you boys who had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BYxJBnnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/w7pL8TV5dhs/s1600/IMG_3854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BYxJBnnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/w7pL8TV5dhs/s320/IMG_3854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453649567532818034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the man holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BYUp7chI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0ow71yTsh_8/s1600/IMG_3864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BYUp7chI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0ow71yTsh_8/s320/IMG_3864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453649559886197266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was probably storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BXaw0zGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/e8Nl2a3ISlo/s1600/IMG_3837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BXaw0zGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/e8Nl2a3ISlo/s320/IMG_3837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453649544345865314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely loved being back on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BW8dDLXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2Z5o5lJViwg/s1600/IMG_3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69BW8dDLXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/2Z5o5lJViwg/s320/IMG_3836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453649536209857906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually lost the rest of my group so I was by myself for a long time and it was really nice and peaceful. Sometimes I forget how much I love to be a loner. I was able to meditate and enjoy the fresh air of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop in Normandy was Mont Saint- Michel. It is basically this mideval church built in top of a pointed mountain. It was built on top of an mountain island and so the foundation had to be in an A shape because at the tip of the mountain the foundation of the church starts to get flat. It was really cool from the outside but not very interesting from the inside. It reminded me of the movie with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5jqVJD9To-A/SmhVmempcxI/AAAAAAAAAV8/b6iUWJDk0Ok/s320/Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5jqVJD9To-A/SmhVmempcxI/AAAAAAAAAV8/b6iUWJDk0Ok/s320/Folder.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole time I was there I felt like this island looked like a movie I had seen, well after a lot of research I found the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69KZZi3fhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/mE3QDuZI8uE/s1600/IMG_3866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69KZZi3fhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/mE3QDuZI8uE/s320/IMG_3866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453659473983274514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right when we arrived. There was a lot of buses there and the only people that trickled out of them were ASIANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Fxq2EhYI/AAAAAAAAAco/RVqJ1NuRWxc/s1600/IMG_3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Fxq2EhYI/AAAAAAAAAco/RVqJ1NuRWxc/s320/IMG_3903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453654393385944450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I thought these doors were really cool. This is my friend Skye. I really like her because we always have a lot of fun when these tours get really boring. Skye always think of really cool/ stupid/ random games to play to get us though some of the slower days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69FxMi6HZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/IQZMTb2IHnY/s1600/IMG_3902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69FxMi6HZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/IQZMTb2IHnY/s320/IMG_3902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453654385252507026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is BART! He always takes really good pictures of everyone and I love the ones he takes of me. So I tried to take a good one of him...it wasn't that great but at least he has one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Fw8WjSmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_WkbANNzKZo/s1600/IMG_3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69Fw8WjSmI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_WkbANNzKZo/s320/IMG_3899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453654380905712226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It was very cold the whole time but at one point we got to sit in the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69FwbJtYZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vXDEFyF1t1c/s1600/IMG_3879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69FwbJtYZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vXDEFyF1t1c/s320/IMG_3879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453654371993477522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Side of the church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69KY_jA2WI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_dqDANo80Zc/s1600/IMG_3905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69KY_jA2WI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_dqDANo80Zc/s320/IMG_3905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453659467004565858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I was a big fan of the lighting here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69FvmJsXTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B1ytAhxkc5g/s1600/IMG_3867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S69FvmJsXTI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B1ytAhxkc5g/s320/IMG_3867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453654357766331698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The whole island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-582086331993092072?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/582086331993092072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=582086331993092072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/582086331993092072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/582086331993092072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-been-doing-so-much-that-i-really.html' title='Normandy.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S689X1Q0PwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/eRuqHBY9sno/s72-c/IMG_3810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-3554984099820270142</id><published>2010-03-13T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:05:59.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so lucky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day I arrived for class at the Louvre and hour early. As I was walking to class I noticed out the window that there was a huge plastic tent that had a clear top. So I looked closer and realized I was starring at a full fledged fashion show and I can honestly say that the clothes were truly beautiful. I had no idea what I was looking at or what designer it was but I loved it. Well the other day I was reading an article and came across a picture of Elle Mcphearson in one of the dresses I saw from the window and Realized I had witnessed a Louis Vuitton Fashion show. Here are my pictures and here are the ones if you were actually in the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wnEMrWQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ADQs6v17M8M/s1600-h/IMG_3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wnEMrWQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ADQs6v17M8M/s320/IMG_3805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448272602287457266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you can see the model to the left you can see this dress... which means I have a picture of Elle Mcphearson...who is also in my favorite movie... which is The Mirror has Two Faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/11/article-1257001-08ABFA31000005DC-935_306x728_popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 650px;" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/11/article-1257001-08ABFA31000005DC-935_306x728_popup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Elle. She is in her 40's and was asked to walk the runway because designers are trying to show fuller women. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/11/article-1257001-08A9EF86000005DC-468_634x416_popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 964px; height: 643px;" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/11/article-1257001-08A9EF86000005DC-468_634x416_popup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wnDYcBIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/1ygsNrbjJAo/s1600-h/IMG_3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wnDYcBIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/1ygsNrbjJAo/s320/IMG_3803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448272588264513954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been to that many fashion shows but I loved this one even if I was watching from 100 feet away. See the fountain in my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/11/article-1257001-08A9B95B000005DC-170_306x631_popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 650px;" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/11/article-1257001-08A9B95B000005DC-170_306x631_popup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From high up I loved this dress. Seeing it close up made me love it more.&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/3355404754782951223-3554984099820270142?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3554984099820270142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=3554984099820270142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3554984099820270142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3554984099820270142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-so-lucky.html' title='I am so lucky.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wnEMrWQ_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ADQs6v17M8M/s72-c/IMG_3805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-8423408503019176561</id><published>2010-03-13T15:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:48:16.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring up the BEAT at versailes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week my friend Alexa and her mom came to Paris. I was so happy that they made it happen and came out here. I know it was a hug sacrifice but they still came out and were supper fun to have around. I have never had so much fun with Alexa and her mom Amanda. Every place we went Alexa and I did a crazy photo shoot to truly depict our excitement and it was so fun. We were constantly laughing and enjoying our time. Amanda was super fun everywhere because she would just roll her eyes and tell us how crazy we were which made us get even crazier. The whole weekend we would just remember all the crazy things that happened over the past 10 years that I have known them. I love Alexa so much and I am so happy that we are still friends, she is so amazing and always super easy to be around. She always gets all my weird jokes and encourages me to be super spontaneous and weird. So we literally have a giggle fest all the time. We saw everything and ate everything that by the last day we were so shot. We ended up only going to 2 museums and then went back to the Hotel, as I was saying bye to them my knee went out of place and I fell like a shot pigeon. At that point I knew we had walked all over Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wi0o4l3eI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ld80wM9NEPs/s1600-h/IMG_3749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wi0o4l3eI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ld80wM9NEPs/s320/IMG_3749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267936934780386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wi0Jldc4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/8xxIC_grRqM/s1600-h/IMG_3774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wi0Jldc4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/8xxIC_grRqM/s320/IMG_3774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267928533037954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wizvSCNYI/AAAAAAAAAYo/CNzeuT-Tiz4/s1600-h/IMG_3755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wizvSCNYI/AAAAAAAAAYo/CNzeuT-Tiz4/s320/IMG_3755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267921472238978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my driveway. Its not even 7' across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wiy8de_VI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oMkkRqXAjYc/s1600-h/IMG_3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wiy8de_VI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oMkkRqXAjYc/s320/IMG_3703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267907830054226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty. We were at a really cute museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whCJOH31I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Jwo-Pe9BWOk/s1600-h/IMG_3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whCJOH31I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Jwo-Pe9BWOk/s320/IMG_3673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265969930067794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the part you all have been waiting for...The Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whBiFVeKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZmNsCbEasb8/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whBiFVeKI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZmNsCbEasb8/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265959424227490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one could tell we were American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whBbcB_SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/in6Flgsi4aM/s1600-h/IMG_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whBbcB_SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/in6Flgsi4aM/s320/IMG_3636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265957640371490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of many photo Shoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whAqZYo4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/lOwln_Qa760/s1600-h/IMG_3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whAqZYo4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/lOwln_Qa760/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265944475935618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whADYF6gI/AAAAAAAAAXw/GtTQw-mLhkQ/s1600-h/IMG_3626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5whADYF6gI/AAAAAAAAAXw/GtTQw-mLhkQ/s320/IMG_3626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265934001531394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising the Beat.&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/3355404754782951223-8423408503019176561?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8423408503019176561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=8423408503019176561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/8423408503019176561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/8423408503019176561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/03/bring-up-beat-at-versailes.html' title='Bring up the BEAT at versailes.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S5wi0o4l3eI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ld80wM9NEPs/s72-c/IMG_3749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4601868100665414191</id><published>2010-02-26T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:08:49.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feathers, Tule, Velvet, and chantilly lace all in one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I was at this restaurant that I really love it serves the best cake desert ever and I go there as often as possible...ok all the time. The other night I was there with my friends Dan and Bart. We were getting the check and saw this lady walk in. We all went silent and stared at her outfit/concoction. It was so over the top and dramatic. The pictures kinda stink because we were trying to take pictures without her noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTSS3kL9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/6TCXwmo6MQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTSS3kL9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/6TCXwmo6MQ8/s320/IMG_3432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442691723444891602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn't be french without a cigarette in her mouth. But. notice all the feathers, velvet, and layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTR9wcDOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qoXBKLEc6wQ/s1600-h/IMG_3431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTR9wcDOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qoXBKLEc6wQ/s320/IMG_3431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442691717777853666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to have a picture with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTRVR1g2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/BAonuM0_pZY/s1600-h/IMG_3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTRVR1g2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/BAonuM0_pZY/s320/IMG_3430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442691706912080738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the necklaces, and other stuff, it was a warm day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTRHJqWOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/diwkDYTmyoE/s1600-h/IMG_3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTRHJqWOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/diwkDYTmyoE/s320/IMG_3428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442691703119698146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Motion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTShyst9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/H6dyQipq8PY/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTShyst9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/H6dyQipq8PY/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442691727451011026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh... and this is why I go here.&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/3355404754782951223-4601868100665414191?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4601868100665414191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4601868100665414191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4601868100665414191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4601868100665414191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/feathers-tule-velvet-and-chantilly-lace.html' title='Feathers, Tule, Velvet, and chantilly lace all in one.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4hTSS3kL9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/6TCXwmo6MQ8/s72-c/IMG_3432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6550109686465452519</id><published>2010-02-22T15:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:45:29.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THis is my host.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs395.snc3/24049_351019489809_553074809_4850363_5384864_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs395.snc3/24049_351019489809_553074809_4850363_5384864_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know her first name but I do know her last name is Grandmaison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-6550109686465452519?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6550109686465452519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6550109686465452519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6550109686465452519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6550109686465452519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-my-host.html' title='THis is my host.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-5032134468841782237</id><published>2010-02-22T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:08:34.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS THAT I MISS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;/h3&gt;                                                        1. Fastfood other then Mc.Donalds&lt;br /&gt;2. Definitely Mexican food. I didn't even know how much i loved it till now.&lt;br /&gt;3. Texts Messages just to see how someone is.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hott showers or even just water to wash my hands&lt;br /&gt;5. Cleanliness&lt;br /&gt;6. Perfume&lt;br /&gt;7. Smell of roast anything.&lt;br /&gt;8. Mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cooked meat.&lt;br /&gt;10. Cooking a good meal.&lt;br /&gt;11. BYUI, I know I never thought I would say it either.&lt;br /&gt;12. Target&lt;br /&gt;13. Comphortable bed ( the other night I was laying in bed and thought i was laying on my phone since something was poking me, well you guessed it, it was a spring)&lt;br /&gt;14. giggly conversation&lt;br /&gt;15. good conversation&lt;br /&gt;16. hearing really funny stories&lt;br /&gt;17. Celine dion info&lt;br /&gt;18. MOVEIS&lt; MOVIES&lt; MOVIES! (don't worry I brought the mirror has two faces out)&lt;br /&gt;19. church talks&lt;br /&gt;20. a good ward&lt;br /&gt;21. A clean church building&lt;br /&gt;22. The sun&lt;br /&gt;23. Driving&lt;br /&gt;24. Homework...where I get to be creative or when I am learning a skill I will always need.&lt;br /&gt;25. Having a blast with my teachers who always make me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;26. Hearing about my nieces and nephews.&lt;br /&gt;27. Ease dropping&lt;br /&gt;28. Feeling protected.&lt;br /&gt;29. Kristin Wait&lt;br /&gt;30. Calling Alicia in a time of crisis.&lt;br /&gt;31. Shooping at a mall&lt;br /&gt;32. knowing how to get some where.&lt;br /&gt;33. A dresser.&lt;br /&gt;34. Not having to deal with beggars or homeless people who hang around the church named Mikie who ask you where your from every time he sees you and then tells you he has been there.&lt;br /&gt;35. My family&lt;br /&gt;36. having a good purse. Mine broke and tore.&lt;br /&gt;37. GWEN...just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;38. Doing airplane with my nieces and nephews since it was my only form of workout.&lt;br /&gt;39. Eating cheaper...but that doesn't mean pork and beans.&lt;br /&gt;40. Going to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;41. People smiling at me that aren't creepy men.&lt;br /&gt;42. Coming home to my warm bed.&lt;br /&gt;43. Stricking up conversation with strangers.&lt;br /&gt;44. My Parents being only 2,000 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;45. No pain in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Paris and it really is a challenge for me in a new way that is really helping me. I truly do love it here, but I miss my family and need to talk to them more. but they never sign on to gmail chat...which isn't that hard since I am on gmail between the hours of 1-5 their time. Love you all and miss these things and you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-5032134468841782237?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5032134468841782237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=5032134468841782237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5032134468841782237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5032134468841782237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-that-i-miss.html' title='THINGS THAT I MISS!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2638603830628656757</id><published>2010-02-20T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:48:09.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monet</title><content type='html'>On the first sunday of every month most museums are free so on february 1st I had the opportunity to go to the museum called L'orangerie for free and took it now knowing what to expect. It is now one of my favorites. It is the museum that Monet did a series of round paintings for. They are all about 20 feet long and breathtaking. They cover all four walls of the room and the walls are rounded. Also at this museum is a painting that was in my house growing up. I used to think it was me and my sister Mary playing the piano. I was always the one standing since she could play better then me. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7cb_yKnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/K1R9na-8Af4/s1600-h/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7cb_yKnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/K1R9na-8Af4/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440413709601221234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7cGrnvJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dtp4ALah0TM/s1600-h/IMG_3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7cGrnvJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dtp4ALah0TM/s320/IMG_3306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440413703879507090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7br5CZeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/c0ObvQ7v9BQ/s1600-h/IMG_3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7br5CZeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/c0ObvQ7v9BQ/s320/IMG_3304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440413696688023010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7bM4CTVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/qkmFDk9mZw0/s1600-h/IMG_3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7bM4CTVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/qkmFDk9mZw0/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440413688362323282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7an3YbuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fYuyrmgquII/s1600-h/IMG_3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7an3YbuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/fYuyrmgquII/s320/IMG_3302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440413678427467490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A71nwk1QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VeG62ilrO4M/s1600-h/IMG_3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A71nwk1QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VeG62ilrO4M/s320/IMG_3308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440414142255387906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2638603830628656757?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2638603830628656757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2638603830628656757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2638603830628656757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2638603830628656757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/monet.html' title='Monet'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A7cb_yKnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/K1R9na-8Af4/s72-c/IMG_3307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4330989824524781284</id><published>2010-02-20T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:49:18.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them eat cake.</title><content type='html'>(if you can't read all of this just read paragraphs 4 and 5, they are my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I went to london I got to go to Versailles for a class. I will now explain from begining to end without leaving a single detail out. We arrived and hour late for class and it was the first time since I have been in Paris that it has seriously snowed so we didn't want to be outside in the gardens for a single second. Now this class is taught by a nice lady named Valerie. We are always very confused by her and if you say anything to anyone and she sees you or hears you she asks what you said. So many crazy things have happened because of her exceptional hearing, but that will be a later blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrive at Versailles and Valerie comes to get us and takes us through a stair case that lets us skip security and lines. Then we go up 5 flights of stairs and through a long hallway and arrive at a nice big office that has a great view. I wouldn't think that Versailles had offices but it definitely did and you could tell this one was one of the nicer ones. The reason why this was so cool was because Valerie always kinda put me to sleep but when I saw that she is a well respected employee with a great office at Versailles I started to have more respect for her. Well after I got over the shock that our not so fun teacher is pretty legit at Versailles the tour started, and guess where. Your right! Outside in the freezing snow. It was not enjoyable and we didn't listen to a&lt;br /&gt;single thing, and of course the breathtaking gardens (thats just what I have heard) were covered with snow, which was a big disappointment.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0wu5Yj7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/dzfqHscQdoI/s1600-h/IMG_3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0wu5Yj7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/dzfqHscQdoI/s320/IMG_3314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440406361690640306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to survive the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after my thighs froze together she finnaly took us inside. We walked through a crowded area and then she got out these keys you know the ones in Disney movies, and opened a few doors. It was so cool, We all were a little giddy and felt way to special. She brought us into the Palace Chapel. It was of course so pretty and fun that we were the only ones there. Everything about Versailles is spectacular but the things that I always seem to love the most are the floors, doors, colors, and furniture no matter what were looking at or where we are. I love everything architecturally too. Some of the murals and art are also amazing but I seem to be attracted to the simpler things. So  after we heard all the ins and outs about the chapel we got to lock up the beautiful doors and head to another part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0yGkxP_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/D06x7kUpSUU/s1600-h/IMG_3322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0yGkxP_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/D06x7kUpSUU/s320/IMG_3322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440406385226498034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie tour guiding away. But look at the doors, They are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0xHsdm9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/JMdU80bW4PM/s1600-h/IMG_3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0xHsdm9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/JMdU80bW4PM/s320/IMG_3317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440406368347331538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin in the chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0xaWtZQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/V-Y44KSbWis/s1600-h/IMG_3320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0xaWtZQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/V-Y44KSbWis/s320/IMG_3320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440406373356365058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0x4ys-yI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sdYqO50SJgg/s1600-h/IMG_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0x4ys-yI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sdYqO50SJgg/s320/IMG_3319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440406381526842146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a tiny oregon at the front, well it wasn't that tiny but compared to the conference center one it it Petite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We headed to the colorful rooms, in the 1920s they decided to apply fabric to a bunch of the walls in the Palace, I think it was a huge mistake personally. It makes this timeless royal castle look vibrant, fun and trendy. But The rooms were still really cool. As Valerie was taking us through these rooms that looked like a mix of the movie Marie Antoinette and Saturday night fever we kept getting interrupted by the load announcement of "the museum closing". Well of course our well connected teacher told a security guard that we would be staying past the closing time and he said ok and left. Well it was all in french but I am sure it went like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A3zj3bejI/AAAAAAAAAVw/n7T0cnw8Jxs/s1600-h/IMG_3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A3zj3bejI/AAAAAAAAAVw/n7T0cnw8Jxs/s320/IMG_3366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440409708804143666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spice Hott PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A3zBNBwNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bPo3G4T_Q6s/s1600-h/IMG_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A3zBNBwNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bPo3G4T_Q6s/s320/IMG_3335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440409699499491538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Mean GREEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( I do think that these fabrics are really pretty but not in a old palace built for royalty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then continued to walk through the museum being the only ones there. Can you think of anyone else who can say that? It was truly amazing and one of the highlights of my trip because, it also meant we were the only ones in the hall of mirrors. When we got to the hall of mirrors we were all dancing around and playing like it was our castle to party in. It was so much fun and everyone had a blast. I kept trying to get everyone to be crazy for some of the pictures since we could sprawl out over the whole hall but people were a little dreary in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs233.snc3/22037_491928720256_736860256_10855820_4974995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 603px; height: 402px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs233.snc3/22037_491928720256_736860256_10855820_4974995_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole group. Notice no one else in the Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs233.snc3/22037_491883995256_736860256_10855594_3208886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 603px; height: 402px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs233.snc3/22037_491883995256_736860256_10855594_3208886_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be spontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs498.snc3/27208_316067643142_768283142_3574200_7984673_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 405px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs498.snc3/27208_316067643142_768283142_3574200_7984673_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know these pictures were being taken but I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs518.snc3/27208_316067393142_768283142_3574199_8103466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 405px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs518.snc3/27208_316067393142_768283142_3574199_8103466_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I was doing the splits in the Hall of Mirrors I noticed that Valerie and half our group had dissparead so I ran out trying to catch up and couldn't find them. So I continued to literally run around the castle going to a bunch of different rooms and gigling the whole way through. It only lasted for about 3 minutes but just imagine being in a huge famous Palace and running through a bunch of diffrent corridors and not knowing when it will end or where you are and no one is there to tell you what not to touch or to do. I honestly felt like I was in a movie. It was so fun. I think I ran into Marie Antoinette's bed room at one point. HAHA! Well then Valerie found us runners and took us back to her office using her key to take a short cut which also meant taking us through rooms they normally keep closed. It was so cool and I know I will never have an experience like that again. Well I do have class there next week but thats besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A5NINzJcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CNJ9hWLMjcE/s1600-h/IMG_3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A5NINzJcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CNJ9hWLMjcE/s320/IMG_3360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440411247570003394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen one of these with a double chin, have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the tour ended and I was in love with the remarkable Palace of Versailles and I will never forget running through all those ancient rooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4330989824524781284?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4330989824524781284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4330989824524781284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4330989824524781284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4330989824524781284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-them-eat-cake.html' title='Let them eat cake.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4A0wu5Yj7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/dzfqHscQdoI/s72-c/IMG_3314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1612506528755484683</id><published>2010-02-18T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:30:40.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Mushrooms but I love POrtabello road.</title><content type='html'>Last week I went o London, It was totally amazing and fun. I was able to relax because I got to smile at people without them thinking I was weird. I was able to speak English as fast as I wanted. You don't realize how much you miss striking up conversation with strangers whether it be 3 words or a quick joke about the person that's holding up the line your both in. Here no one does that, people are really... disciplined. I think the better word for it is...well I won't go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the trip didn't start out to smooth. Our train was delayed for 5 hours which really stunk since we only had 2 days there and we missed the half of our first day. So because of that we got free roundtrip tickets for another time. Which means I am going back to london and I couldn't be more excited.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun in London, I went shopping on Portabello road all by myself which I wouldn't do in Paris in case there was an emergency and I couldn't communicate with anyone. I bought some amazing stuff and I wanted to get so so so much more. If you don't know what it is it is basically a ginormous Flea Market that is nice, fun, crowded in a exciting way, joyous, loud, endless and so much more. I didn't go half the way down the road and still feel like I missed so much. If anyone ever goes to London thats where you should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in london I also went to my First Opera it was called Cosi fan tutti by Mozart. It was interesting because they wore clothing of today and had a set that looked like a normal house. But the music was really old. I loved the cloths they had, they looked like they shopped at Ralph Lauren every hour. It was so amazing... I think. I couldn't really see their faces because we were behind the noise bleed section, but it was ok since half of my group fell asleep. It is really hard to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  stay awake in these things when you have to go to them all the time but I typically do.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEoKVn-o7QM here is a link to another opera that did the same show except they didn't modernize it. I knew I liked every style of music but now I know I can't sitt through performances of every still of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe night before the Opera I went and saw les mis, I really enjoyed some of it and other parts I was not a fan of. I hated the actor who played Mariece, his voice was so hard to listen to, it was really bad. Also while I was in london we went by the red carpet of the Valentines day movie premier. It was so cool to see everything set of, I loved it. We only stayed for a little bit so we didn't see any stars but it was really fun to see the hopla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back from London I knew I had to concentrate in my first french test, which is exactly what I did but I don't htink it really payed off since I am sure I did horiible.  But i did get some really good news my chidhood BFF and her Super pretty mom are coming out to visit me(alexa and amanda Mahe) I couldn't be more excited since no one in my FAMILY CARES TO COME OUT. I am going to have so much fun with them, I can't wait to show them all things I have discovered.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4Aoxh9nqKI/AAAAAAAAAUw/14W8S3u5fAY/s1600-h/IMG_3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4Aoxh9nqKI/AAAAAAAAAUw/14W8S3u5fAY/s320/IMG_3392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440393181259081890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the opera waiting for it to start. After this we got yelled at for taking pictures so this is the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4Aow8yw8II/AAAAAAAAAUg/y6TpDF6HF3I/s1600-h/IMG_3374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4Aow8yw8II/AAAAAAAAAUg/y6TpDF6HF3I/s320/IMG_3374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440393171281440898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4AoxA9Ko4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/XoCS1ZvGLAI/s1600-h/IMG_3378.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this amazing light fixture that was in the theater. It was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4AoxA9Ko4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/XoCS1ZvGLAI/s1600-h/IMG_3378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4AoxA9Ko4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/XoCS1ZvGLAI/s320/IMG_3378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440393172398809986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4AoyJpDbdI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3vUgJudvVcY/s1600-h/IMG_3405.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after Les mis we all got super crazy and ran through the streets and couldn't stop laughing. Well that might have just me and Brooklyn(girl to the left of me). But still we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4AoyJpDbdI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3vUgJudvVcY/s1600-h/IMG_3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4AoyJpDbdI/AAAAAAAAAU4/3vUgJudvVcY/s320/IMG_3405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440393191910239698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train back I made everyone let me put molls on their faces. It was really funny.&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/3355404754782951223-1612506528755484683?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1612506528755484683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1612506528755484683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1612506528755484683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1612506528755484683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hate-mushrooms-but-i-love-portabello.html' title='I hate Mushrooms but I love POrtabello road.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S4Aoxh9nqKI/AAAAAAAAAUw/14W8S3u5fAY/s72-c/IMG_3392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1082128857369016149</id><published>2010-02-07T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:19:03.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avec, Je, Tu, Vous, Moi</title><content type='html'>I have been here about 3 weeks and I am still pretty bad at french but, I think I know why. I never venture out on my own here, I am too scared to not always have a buddy with me because of many reasons but the main reasons are; what if I need to ask for something and no one will know what I am saying and what if I get DUH DUH DUH TAKEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe most annying part about telling people that I was coming to Paris was the following responses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow paris... well look at you" What do I say to that "yeah, I am the youngest of 6 so I typically get what I want from my parents no matter the price." I know people don't mean it like that but I still never know what to say without sounding snotty.  The other response I always got was this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Have you seen TAKEN"? I would always respond with something kind but really being asked that question is like asking an astronaut if he has seen Armagedon or Starwars. Its just a movie with extreme situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time someone tells me they are going to Texas the first thing I am going to say is "Have you seen the Chain Saw massacre?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone meant it well but after 3 months of hearing that I was ready to leave. Now that I am here I am really enjoying it, I feel safe all the time because I never stay out to late or go to shaddy parts of town. All together the city is open till about 9 at the latest and then it closes so you can't really be out at night.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the city and I walk with my head tilted back everywhere I go because there is so much to see. It is so interesting and enjoyable. I miss home though at certain points. Like for example the other night I went to go see Avatar and I paid a lot of money for the movie so I thought it was a nice theater and it compared to a dollar theater just with stadium seating. But luckily the movie was so amazing that time just flew by and I didn't even know I was in a ghetto theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I loved Avatar and thought it was one of the most spectacular things I have ever seen. Its like a box of highlighters exploded on a glittery forest thats only lite by moonlight.  My friend say its just the updated version of Pocahontas, which I can also see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to bable but I am manly blogging so I can tell you about my new Blogg. It is a blogg that I have to do for some of my classes. I have this book called Paris walks. There are 24 walks in it and they range from 1 hour to 6 hours. They are very detailed and a perfect guide to the city. Some of the walks take you to food places and some take you to cafes where Picasso had coffe. They are really interesting... sometimes, but always a learning experience. I then have to journal about every walk and other assignments for classes. So this will be the blogg what you can truly see what I will be doing when it comes to my adventures in Paris. I already have 6 posts.  http://egillrie.blogspot.com/ so here it is. I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its picture time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nXILSy-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/JMA9rxBV6oU/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nXILSy-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/JMA9rxBV6oU/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435606553544805346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my new favorite photos because i was controlling a crazy situation and this photo captures my sarcasm and beauty... get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nXYBX8qI/AAAAAAAAATE/wLfp7ISy1EE/s1600-h/IMG_3285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nXYBX8qI/AAAAAAAAATE/wLfp7ISy1EE/s320/IMG_3285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435606557798167202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a huge Cello, It won a prize at the world fair like 200 years ago, It was like 12' tall and really beautiful. Our tour guide was super awesome too. He made everything interesting and I have no idea how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nYA0kJ4I/AAAAAAAAATM/8BqDGWbLOyA/s1600-h/IMG_3254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nYA0kJ4I/AAAAAAAAATM/8BqDGWbLOyA/s320/IMG_3254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435606568750294914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late night stop at the Eiffel tower. I have never seen anybody do this pose there so I think I am truly original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nYeSDbfI/AAAAAAAAATU/u3ZEt1BDr3U/s1600-h/IMG_3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nYeSDbfI/AAAAAAAAATU/u3ZEt1BDr3U/s320/IMG_3267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435606576658607602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can say I have been to the statue of Liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q6d8VtXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-6JRB4JQYi0/s1600-h/IMG_3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q6d8VtXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-6JRB4JQYi0/s320/IMG_3299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435610459217966450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an amazing singer and cello player at the museum. Her voice and style was so cool. I loved her so I went and bought her CD at the gift shop right after. On the CD there was a picture of her and another person who i thought might have been her. Then when I played the CD a weird flute kept messing up the songs. Turn out she had a twin who plays the clarinet. Very disappointed with the clarinet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q6BikyDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p00KDZOmof0/s1600-h/IMG_3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q6BikyDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p00KDZOmof0/s320/IMG_3297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435610451593709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never have a simple black piano in my home after seeing some of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q5rlkz6I/AAAAAAAAATs/BbD1hKUQd1s/s1600-h/IMG_3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q5rlkz6I/AAAAAAAAATs/BbD1hKUQd1s/s320/IMG_3296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435610445700714402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come i never knew pianos could be so detailed. It just shows how boring people can become sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q5PHcdaI/AAAAAAAAATk/OiBjJ4tFYCY/s1600-h/IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q5PHcdaI/AAAAAAAAATk/OiBjJ4tFYCY/s320/IMG_3286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435610438058145186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3D model of an Opera house. I have to take a class which teaches you how to do this, so I was super intrigued by these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q436h-_I/AAAAAAAAATc/bRjSmNDqgDI/s1600-h/IMG_3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28q436h-_I/AAAAAAAAATc/bRjSmNDqgDI/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435610431829965810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think this painting looks like. If you guess correctly I will give you a key chain of the Eiffel tower when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have more pictures on facebook as well. Miss you all and check out my other blogg.&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/3355404754782951223-1082128857369016149?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1082128857369016149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1082128857369016149&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1082128857369016149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1082128857369016149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/02/avec-je-tu-vous-moi.html' title='Avec, Je, Tu, Vous, Moi'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S28nXILSy-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/JMA9rxBV6oU/s72-c/DSC_0379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4148021627599850807</id><published>2010-01-30T14:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:41:12.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz9r7_OmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Eg1_J-RCzes/s1600-h/IMG_3166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz9r7_OmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Eg1_J-RCzes/s320/IMG_3166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664922863385186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't realize the name till after we ate, then things started to match up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz9G8BFFI/AAAAAAAAARw/U6BMgT_hKm4/s1600-h/IMG_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz9G8BFFI/AAAAAAAAARw/U6BMgT_hKm4/s320/IMG_3156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664912931394642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the spott where this was painted. I would recommend the restaurant to people also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz8xDjV0I/AAAAAAAAARo/da_ASNpKy-A/s1600-h/IMG_3125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz8xDjV0I/AAAAAAAAARo/da_ASNpKy-A/s320/IMG_3125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664907057420098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lifestyle here is pretty relaxed and people stop for cappuccinos all the time. So we stop for Hott chocolates every day.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyEJZDXdI/AAAAAAAAARY/W4Q-4uB2OZA/s1600-h/IMG_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyEJZDXdI/AAAAAAAAARY/W4Q-4uB2OZA/s320/IMG_3134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432662834825878994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My host mom, I was to scared to take a picture of her up close. But I am warming up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyDr6g1mI/AAAAAAAAARQ/OcQFaJaw6vA/s1600-h/IMG_3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyDr6g1mI/AAAAAAAAARQ/OcQFaJaw6vA/s320/IMG_3102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432662826913158754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUr salon (living room) I actually really appreciate that the inside of the house is kinda modern and American looking because nothing else here is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyDYbURhI/AAAAAAAAARI/T0uY4OgVTrc/s1600-h/IMG_3124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyDYbURhI/AAAAAAAAARI/T0uY4OgVTrc/s320/IMG_3124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432662821682038290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sidewalks are really annoying, you can never be looking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyC2eBPmI/AAAAAAAAARA/rxFKoGS84Zk/s1600-h/IMG_3108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyC2eBPmI/AAAAAAAAARA/rxFKoGS84Zk/s320/IMG_3108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432662812566568546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is behind me, which means I have to walk through this every night. It is pretty in the day though and terrifying and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Swjta1wyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zmEZkxMi7RM/s1600-h/IMG_3106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Swjta1wyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zmEZkxMi7RM/s320/IMG_3106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432661178049741602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Dome. It is unique and interesting, definitely nothing like the other houses I live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz8aGLdvI/AAAAAAAAARg/6dvbA28pRYY/s1600-h/IMG_3110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz8aGLdvI/AAAAAAAAARg/6dvbA28pRYY/s320/IMG_3110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664900894422770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how every house looks in my town. Yeah, its amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyCsWQulI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MLzucDh3IaE/s1600-h/IMG_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SyCsWQulI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MLzucDh3IaE/s320/IMG_3092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432662809849674322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stairs are very hard to walk on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SwjMqX_KI/AAAAAAAAAQo/64BMlFgx9_g/s1600-h/IMG_3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SwjMqX_KI/AAAAAAAAAQo/64BMlFgx9_g/s320/IMG_3094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432661169256529058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my Balcony/fridge ( i have to hide food there because I am not allowed in the kitchen during the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Swi8ahYNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/I8Z8oiS9PHA/s1600-h/IMG_3086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Swi8ahYNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/I8Z8oiS9PHA/s320/IMG_3086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432661164895068370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis shower is pretty awful, That slant starts at about 4 feet. and the shower is about 6feet tall... you do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SwiQNNE0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/jrIDwsoYhMU/s1600-h/IMG_3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SwiQNNE0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/jrIDwsoYhMU/s320/IMG_3048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432661153028051778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful church, it is also in the movie Amelia&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/3355404754782951223-4148021627599850807?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4148021627599850807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4148021627599850807&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4148021627599850807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4148021627599850807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-am-i.html' title='Where am I?'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sz9r7_OmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Eg1_J-RCzes/s72-c/IMG_3166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-8784915212173044474</id><published>2010-01-30T13:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:16:13.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Su2rkjVjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VwIL7cc6rkg/s1600-h/IMG_3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Su2rkjVjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VwIL7cc6rkg/s400/IMG_3077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432659304947865138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing like the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't go to Paris without taking the overdone photos of the Eiffel tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SuCow3WoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nu1aKGbNBn8/s1600-h/IMG_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SuCow3WoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nu1aKGbNBn8/s400/IMG_3046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432658410841004674" 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;This is of course my bed. I always hang my house robe on my ladder. WHich means everynight I wake up thinking there is someone standing over me, so I am not a fan of the lader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sp0H4dQsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eN0Kl5nokEo/s1600-h/IMG_3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Sp0H4dQsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eN0Kl5nokEo/s400/IMG_3081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432653763449799362" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a nice small town and there was a park full of painters. Some were exceptional and some just painted cheap eiffel tower pictures&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SpzAzf5lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HSkFBkP5JMg/s1600-h/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2SpzAzf5lI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HSkFBkP5JMg/s400/IMG_3060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432653744370083410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-8784915212173044474?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/8784915212173044474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=8784915212173044474&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/8784915212173044474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/8784915212173044474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/01/picture-time.html' title='Picture time.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/S2Su2rkjVjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VwIL7cc6rkg/s72-c/IMG_3077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-5471776351093879508</id><published>2010-01-21T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:40:57.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have Arived.</title><content type='html'>Well, I am in paris. I am on my Fourth day now and still feeling jet legged. I go to sleep around 7 or 9 and then I wake up at around 1. Then I play soduku for 4 hours and fall back asleep. I already love Paris. I have felt safe where ever I have gone which has been surprising to me. On my first night here I went on a boat tour of the city which was nice except for the fact that it was 30 degrees outside. That made it hard but we got through it pretty well. That night some of my new BYU friends and I went to get dinner and came upon a huge open van where this guy was roating chickens and ducks. So we felt like it would be a unique and parisian way of eating so we all got half a chicken and went to town. It was so good...for about 4 of us but one person got extremely sick. Our guess is the chicken man in a van was not as smart of a decision as we thought. Then we went to sleep...kinda. Then next day we went to the most amazing mall. I can't even describe it except by saying its the Versailles of Malls. You would think that their malls look like ours but I have never been to a mall that is gold with paintings everywhere that are at least 1,000 years old. Then we drove to our host families. We had some issues with the taxis but when they finnaly showed up our driver did not want to drive us. SO he pawned us off on another guy who wasn't to excited either. So my roommate and I were so freaked out that we were living in like the ghetto of Paris. We soon realized we wern't when we saw a bunch of 4 story homes that were so amazing and ornate. We started to get so excited and overwhelmed by the beauty. Then we found our home as we drove down a dirt road that was about 6' feet wide (if that). When the road ended we arrived at a dome like home. It was nothing like what we had seen while driving and very unique for Paris. But we were excited just to be meeting our hosts. We live with a older couple and I still can't pronounce their names. I don't think she likes me very much because I don't speak french but thats ok. Luckily my roommate does all of the talking. We have our own rooms which is so nice. We live close to the train station and to get to Paris the ride is only 40 minutes and 1 train change which isn't to hard. I am excited to be here and will post pictures soon. the Village I live in is perfect and wonderful. Its like the hamptons to NY. Except its the Cussi to Paris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-5471776351093879508?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5471776351093879508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=5471776351093879508&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5471776351093879508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5471776351093879508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-arived.html' title='I have Arived.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-156091352100999530</id><published>2009-12-13T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:09:39.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current buisness card</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SyXkXCNgdWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7FJfVszIBfY/s1600-h/logobogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 632px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SyXkXCNgdWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7FJfVszIBfY/s400/logobogo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414985211364537698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-156091352100999530?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/156091352100999530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=156091352100999530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/156091352100999530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/156091352100999530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-current-buisness-card.html' title='My current buisness card'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SyXkXCNgdWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7FJfVszIBfY/s72-c/logobogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7266934301683089413</id><published>2009-12-13T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:32:22.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Bonjour Paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be embarking on a new adventure...Paris. I am moving their for the winter semester, I will be doing study abroad through BYU and I am so excited. I have to learn French...which will totally stink, but I know I can do it. I am way excited and I just met the people I am going on the trip with. They all seam so cool and relaxed. One of my classes is to go to the Louvre every week and listen to someone talk. Another one is I go see Paris symphonies, and a few in london. My religion class is learing the history of the mormon church in Europe. And the other one is I go to class for an hour and then my homework is to go see what monument we talked about on my own time. I am so excited and can't wait to be in a new place where I get to explore and try diffrent pastries every day. Maybe paris chefs will help me like vegetables and fruit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Just a quick update. I am going to try to communicate with everyone through my blogg so I have got to get back in the habbit of writing on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-7266934301683089413?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7266934301683089413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7266934301683089413&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7266934301683089413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7266934301683089413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-bonjour-paris-i-am-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7524412452996010311</id><published>2009-12-13T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:23:50.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A work in Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SyXZuT-UilI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FQsnO7jlDQA/s1600-h/SR.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SyXZuT-UilI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FQsnO7jlDQA/s320/SR.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414973516641765970" 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;This is one part of this project I am working on. It's not done yet but...I am so done with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-7524412452996010311?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7524412452996010311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7524412452996010311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7524412452996010311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7524412452996010311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-in-progress.html' title='A work in Progress'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SyXZuT-UilI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FQsnO7jlDQA/s72-c/SR.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4937741648671170204</id><published>2009-04-05T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:29:21.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on over to the West!</title><content type='html'>SO finally my BFF came to visit and it was so great because we did everthing imaginable in northern cali. It was a really long and ruff week and It tested my patience more then I ever thought it would but I am so happy that I got to see Leslie and even though it was stressful it was a blast and it reasures me that Leslie is still one of my BFFs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0rV0uMoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eDHtRsDfjSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0rV0uMoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eDHtRsDfjSQ/s320/IMG_1976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321412722656424578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0sDFzS-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wYXWUZzwKsk/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0sDFzS-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wYXWUZzwKsk/s320/IMG_2036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321412734807657442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0r-EQXOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eUVGnKaFDdI/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0r-EQXOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eUVGnKaFDdI/s320/IMG_1990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321412733458996450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl2QiRENEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ca0neP_wrc0/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl2QiRENEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ca0neP_wrc0/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321414461163320386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0r-EQXOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eUVGnKaFDdI/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4937741648671170204?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4937741648671170204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4937741648671170204&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4937741648671170204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4937741648671170204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-on-over-to-west.html' title='Come on over to the West!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/Sdl0rV0uMoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/eDHtRsDfjSQ/s72-c/IMG_1976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2278831560336400499</id><published>2009-04-05T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:07:26.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In about a week I will be moving back to Rexburg and I am so excited/ terrified. I really miss my friends and was to see them and play all day long. But i know that will not happen since I have to get right back into the Interior Design program which I am also extremely excited for. I have missed it so much and want to do my projects. But I am not prepared and I am so stressed. I have to get so much school supplies and I don't even know where to begin. I also don't want to make the drive across the country. I was going to go with a friend but instead I am going to stop in Tahoe to see my Brother and his Fiancee. I am stressed because I just want to be there already! I still have a week and a half befor I embark on my journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2278831560336400499?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2278831560336400499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2278831560336400499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2278831560336400499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2278831560336400499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-about-week-i-will-be-moving-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-5703783182377952403</id><published>2009-04-05T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:03:35.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THe dream has to end.</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking that I have nothing to post but I really do have a lot. So here i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished my job at Pottery Barn Kids. It was such a fun job and I am really sad that I have to leave. But luckily they invited me to come back when ever I am off of school. Which means they licked me so I feel like I did a really good job. One of the cool things that ended up happening with this job was the great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peopel&lt;/span&gt; I worked with. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;THere&lt;/span&gt; was this guy named Brian and he was very intense, he was the guy that always needed to be focused to get everything done. Every week would start out with Brian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;assingning&lt;/span&gt; us each to a team and giving up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;diffrent&lt;/span&gt; tasks. But some how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt; would always give me more stuff to do for his project that I always ended up working with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it would get stressful but I loved it. I would always be his go to girl, which means I would get him anything that he needs for the displays. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; other perk about this was that he would not have enough time to do the displays that he would tell me to do them. Which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; really fun. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; typically come in and change a few things but for a few hours I could sett the course of a display on my own and I loved it. I was so thankful for Brian because he would always explain things and tell me how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;PBK&lt;/span&gt; prefers things and why. It was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; and I learned a lot from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO we would work on displays for a week and then on Friday the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Prez&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PBK&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;PBTeen&lt;/span&gt; would come in with about 20 people and tell us what she thought. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; part was my favorite because I loves to hear what she said and why she thought a display looked great or awful. She had a great vision and always cared about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;customer&lt;/span&gt; more then the profit. Then when we made all the changes she wanted, which was the most intense hour of our lives, the photographer would come and take all the pictures. We would then send them out in a book to all the other stores in the country and then would have to follor our displays exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that you can go into and PBK and see some of my work. The easter display is one of the first ones I worked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/emilygillrie/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterybarnkids.com/products/ea600/index.cfm?pkey=ceaster&amp;amp;cm%5Fsrc=hero"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.potterybarnkids.com/pkimgs/rk/images/p2/products/200914/0024/img4.jpg" alt="Easter" border="0" height="305" width="798" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-5703783182377952403?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5703783182377952403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=5703783182377952403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5703783182377952403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5703783182377952403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-has-to-end.html' title='THe dream has to end.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4503209790821270736</id><published>2009-03-01T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:32:52.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote this really long post about something that bothers but non of it made sense. So I erased it all and here it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't we all more positive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we dwell on things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we do things the easiest way sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we let issues affect our whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just decide and let it go whether or not it was the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we think we need alone time to think when really we know the answer already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we stop being so dramatic and feeling so so so sorry for ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so we underestimate our own strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really writing this for my self as much as I am writing this for all the people that constantly have pity parties for themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4503209790821270736?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4503209790821270736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4503209790821270736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4503209790821270736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4503209790821270736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-that-in-life-there-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4400434891848551666</id><published>2009-02-15T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:04:10.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS LESLIE HOWARD!!!!</title><content type='html'>Reasons why leslie must come as soon as pssible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to see her dance moves ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to hear her funny saying and voice.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to go shopping with her so she can encourage me to dress more classically&lt;br /&gt;4. So we can go eat sushi and other foods together.&lt;br /&gt;5. So we can go play in the city.&lt;br /&gt;6. So we can go see movies together all day.&lt;br /&gt;7. So we can go to the Ghiradelli factory.&lt;br /&gt;8. So she can see my APT.&lt;br /&gt;9. So we can chat all night.&lt;br /&gt;10. Because I miss having to stick my head out the window for 4 whole minutes while driving or having to yell seal off the blanket! at 4 in the morning and then breathing into a cushion for 4 whole minutes.&lt;br /&gt;11. I miss having someone that won't make fun of me for my music choices.&lt;br /&gt;12. I want someone that agrees with me even when a crazy is trying to convince her otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;13. I miss your wart family on your knee.&lt;br /&gt;14. I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30090722&amp;amp;id=1106310208&amp;amp;op=4&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=1443600016" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 485px; height: 640px;" src="http://photos-d.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v357/99/114/1106310208/n1106310208_30090723_9004.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30072316&amp;amp;id=1106310202" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 486px; height: 367px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v256/105/95/1106310202/n1106310202_30072315_7552.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out here now!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4400434891848551666?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4400434891848551666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4400434891848551666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4400434891848551666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4400434891848551666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/sos-leslie-howard.html' title='SOS LESLIE HOWARD!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2293968091648321314</id><published>2009-02-15T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:09:19.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got all my sisters and me.</title><content type='html'>Now that I live in cali I am constantly with my sisters. I have truly benefitted because of living here and its been so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I love living next to my sisters....&lt;br /&gt;1. I have been here for a month and a half and I have yet to go grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;2. they rarely ever let me pay when we go out to eat and when I do its only for the ice cream we got.&lt;br /&gt;3. When ever I have had an exhasting day at work I get a text or phone from one of them telling me they made me dinner.&lt;br /&gt;4. They are all really good cooks..... life for real.&lt;br /&gt;5. Because i don't want to be rude I've  eaten more vegetables here in a month then i have in a life time and I am very proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love how they all have Tivo.&lt;br /&gt;7. Their kids are all really cute.&lt;br /&gt;8. We can giggle for hours by doing impressions of people.&lt;br /&gt;9. Their kids are the easiest babysitting clients ever.&lt;br /&gt;10. They come to my work to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;11. We have so much fun on girl days.&lt;br /&gt;12. We all think we have the same style but we really don't and I think its funny.&lt;br /&gt;13. Their husbands are really funny and nice.&lt;br /&gt;14. I never do anything when I go over to their places except eat, watch tv, play with kids, and hangout. (come to think of it I should probably help clean more)&lt;br /&gt;15. Its nice to live close to my sisters for the first time since anne graduated which i think was 1945.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SZj0rbHUbYI/AAAAAAAAANc/ubaK3fXtPo8/s1600-h/IMG_1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SZj0rbHUbYI/AAAAAAAAANc/ubaK3fXtPo8/s400/IMG_1499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303257588078767490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this will be one of the last times that were all living together until a miracle kicks in again because I go back to school and so does laura and Kyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2293968091648321314?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2293968091648321314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2293968091648321314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2293968091648321314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2293968091648321314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-all-my-sisters-and-me.html' title='I got all my sisters and me.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SZj0rbHUbYI/AAAAAAAAANc/ubaK3fXtPo8/s72-c/IMG_1499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7117515723005506266</id><published>2009-02-15T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:26:48.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitters!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so sad to here that some of the greatest people in the ID program are quitting, it really stinks that they feel the need to just give up that easily. I think that whats hardest is the fact that their reasoning isn't very good. I will really miss them and I hope that they prosper in their new career goals..... yeah right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-7117515723005506266?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7117515723005506266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7117515723005506266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7117515723005506266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7117515723005506266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/quitters.html' title='Quitters!!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4777582710686761642</id><published>2009-02-15T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:41:48.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current job/ the past few months!</title><content type='html'>The last time I blogged was before thanksgiving. So here is a recap as short and sweet as possible. I flew out to Cali for thanksgiving/ Celine Dion concert. But of course the concert got canceled and rescheduled for the 20th of February so being the logical person i am I moved out to where the concert would be which is San Jose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas was really fun and I love the family lodge, it is so nice and big and relaxing. My two best friends are taking the discussions and one planes to get baptizedin two weeks.... if circumstances of evil influence don't get in her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently live in Menlo park which is a really great area right next to Stanford. So I am close to all my sisters and I love it. I have a great apartment and I queen size bed which I really did miss since I left home. I have an amazing dream job for this stage in my life and I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://images.nearbynow.com/retailers/potterybarnkids/logo_lg.jpg" src="http://images.nearbynow.com/retailers/potterybarnkids/logo_lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curently work at the flag ship store for pottery barn kids where I am apart of the visual team. Which means 3 people come from corporate and these people have been working on displays in the office with the merchandise for months. Then they come to our store and test out there ideas and, what they like and what they hate. So i go in and help them by running up to the stock room and bring down everything that we have that I think will work in that display and then they play with it till they love it. Other times they will just give me a picture of a display they did at corprate and say copy that. But we typically have already sold the stuff they want displayed so thats when I get to be creative and make the display look close to their design with the things I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the head of pottery barn kids "Laura Alber" comes in with all the VPs' and other important people who are mostly women that are in their 40's or 50's and gorgeous and mostly single and walk the store and say what they don't like and love. So then we go in and change everyhting super super fast and they tell us what they think. Then when its all done a photographer comes and takes pictures and the pics are put in a book and sent to all the other 95 stores in the nation and they have to copy off exactly what we did. So I am just a small team member but there is only about 8 of us on average so its a huge oppurtunity and I am so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that if you go into your local PBK you will see a dsiplay I helped with. I just worked on the Beatrix Potter display and the Baseball line display. I love my job and I love living in Cali. I am trying to date as much as possible and I will fill you in on my prospects when they become more reassuring. HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my ward too, in the first fast and testimony meeting I shared mine of course, and I let everyone know I was single and had free evenings. It got a big laugh and I am waiting for more poeple to jump on the offer!!!!!!!!!! But I think my brains....really intimadated all those stanfford boys, Or maybe it was my + size model figure. Well I love it out here but I am so excited to get back into the ID program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4777582710686761642?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4777582710686761642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4777582710686761642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4777582710686761642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4777582710686761642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2009/02/catch-up-time.html' title='My current job/ the past few months!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6916127759499390294</id><published>2008-11-27T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:41:45.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IIIIIIII!!!!!</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 weeks I have been working on a presentation bored for my design basics class. We had to make a bored that had a key and we had to know about all of the materials for when we would present it in front of our clients (2 students who would pose as clients) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well in my class we all randomly picked folders that told us what would be the theme of the room, and in every folder there was already an object we had to incorporate. Some of the things my friends got were the following.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whimsical living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Egyptian Living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artsy kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art and crafts living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Traditional formal room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so on. Well I picked my folder and got a bad feeling before I even opened it and when I did I knew exactly why. My project's theme would be....Ethnic kitchen. ok, so thats not so bad I thought, but then I saw the one piece I had to incorporate and realized I would be doing a Mexican Kitchen! I suddenly had a panic attack and couldn't stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon enough I realized that as long as my room is colorful and happy and over the top, I will be good. So thats what I did and I ended up having a lot of fun with my project because I was able to laugh at how weird it was. My presentation didn't go so good considering my teacher loved making mexican barking sounds that are impossible to describe. And my friends just laughed through my presentation. So once again my giggly nature in serious situations got me through.  He is the final project and I hope you enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SS9zh620WOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i-BD2355AGM/s400/IMG_1459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273560715246196962" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SS9zihwUv9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/HCDZwMQ-4tk/s400/IMG_1462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273560725687943122" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SS9ziyb4TOI/AAAAAAAAANE/b3eXyi7BlsI/s400/IMG_1452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273560730165595362" /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-6916127759499390294?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6916127759499390294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6916127759499390294&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6916127759499390294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6916127759499390294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/iiiiiiii.html' title='IIIIIIII!!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SS9zh620WOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i-BD2355AGM/s72-c/IMG_1459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7798966911020927755</id><published>2008-11-27T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:14:35.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think??</title><content type='html'>So, I died my hair a darker brown and I got a lot of complements so I am thinking about changing my hair color. Here are the main pros and cons.&lt;div&gt;Pros;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be a nice change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be richer in color&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cons;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair changes naturally with the seasons aka summer its a nice blonde glow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I don't like it I won't ever be able to get back my natural color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets hear it, What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore this picture, it was about 12:00 at night and I was exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SS9v5u7SgII/AAAAAAAAAMs/tN6AYqBjQBI/s400/IMG_1396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273556726314074242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-7798966911020927755?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7798966911020927755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7798966911020927755&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7798966911020927755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7798966911020927755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think??'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SS9v5u7SgII/AAAAAAAAAMs/tN6AYqBjQBI/s72-c/IMG_1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1454299958785561951</id><published>2008-11-09T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T01:51:48.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know the setting on you camera!</title><content type='html'>I love taking pictures and I have always felt that I look better in pictures then in person which is sad but its because I am constantly trying to train myself how to take a good picture. Whenever I have a friend that says she is not photo genic and hates taking pictures of herself I get so annoyed. Here are some simple things you must do to help yourself take a good picture, at least in my opinion, and also pictures that show the difference of good and bad. I know that its corny to do photo shoots but the more you do them the better your daily life pictures will be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Its corny but number one is you have to practice over and over again, and then you can delete all of those pictures and make sure you have an honest friend that can tell you how weird your left eye or your hair looks so you can perfect your pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Find your good side, Like for a example I have one shifted tooth that in pictures catches a shadow, so i try to never smile with that side of my mouth exposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad                                                                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRaollpW6PI/AAAAAAAAALE/P_Z5PCjHbzI/s400/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266582177970579698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRaomJWkLiI/AAAAAAAAALM/fmovkJMQSWs/s400/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266582187555434018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Don't ever smile like your genuinely excited or laughing because your mouth pushes back into your face which then makes your cheeks look bigger and always extend your chin, it won't feel normal but it will look so much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAD!!!!                                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRar9S4DMYI/AAAAAAAAALk/OXhHsnqjzWo/s400/IMG_1313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266585883783672194" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRatr_2vzdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qBooXm4yXso/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266587785643412946" /&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;5. If the camera is to your side don't push up your shoulder, always show your neck so that you have definition in between your body and head which makes you look smaller. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The last advice I can give you is, if your taking a solemn picture where you don't want to smile don't just relax. You have to know how to position your lips and your eyes. The last thing we want is wide eyes and a saggy relaxed face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horrible!!!!                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRaxc8A7Y8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Z9lAayLyf9g/s400/IMG_1067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266591924960846786" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRaxdK7iVWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/H51V7V_2TwU/s400/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266591928964765026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a working process and the reason why you should always take tons of pictures is because the slightest thing can ruin the whole picture. THe last 2 things to remember are, know your camera and always try to take pictures in Black and white because they look better.&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/3355404754782951223-1454299958785561951?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1454299958785561951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1454299958785561951&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1454299958785561951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1454299958785561951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/know-setting-on-you-camera.html' title='Know the setting on you camera!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRaollpW6PI/AAAAAAAAALE/P_Z5PCjHbzI/s72-c/IMG_1100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4485483784268054685</id><published>2008-11-05T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:33:16.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>This year I wasn't really feeling inspired by the idea of dressing up so with about 20 minutes to spare before my friends and I went out this is what I decided.&lt;div&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;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRJJNU0u_HI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uhbp49nC_ds/s400/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265351407626550386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend and I wore all black and did crazy Dramatic makeup and called our selves DRAMA MAJORS, Da Da DAAAAAAAAAA. So we were very dramatic and serious with our all black cloths that were not hot which was so nice because the party was steaming. &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/3355404754782951223-4485483784268054685?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4485483784268054685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4485483784268054685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4485483784268054685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4485483784268054685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SRJJNU0u_HI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uhbp49nC_ds/s72-c/IMG_1327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-3152453098709347187</id><published>2008-11-04T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:23:35.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Democrats set themselves up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night at Family Home evening my ward met with the Prez of the school and we were allowed to ask him any question that we want. I sat by my Democrat Vegetarian Roommate named Leah and this was our conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leah; Emily ask him who he is going to vote for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily; Leah he is obviously going to vote for Mc.Cain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leah; How do you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily; He is Mormon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leah; I am mormon and I am not voting for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily; Yeah, but he is a smart mormon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leah; ohhhhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry you don't all have Leahs in your life because they are very entertaining. This picture describes the kind of political debates Leah and I would have. &lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/e/5/2/leave-obama-alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/e/5/2/leave-obama-alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-3152453098709347187?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/3152453098709347187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=3152453098709347187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3152453098709347187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/3152453098709347187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-democrats-set-themselves-up.html' title='Sometimes Democrats set themselves up.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1277374342223384400</id><published>2008-10-26T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:22:07.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SQTCrjMYrYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0H7Rvk0COGA/s400/IMG_1282.JPG'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get to do so many great projects in one of my Interior Design classes. THe latest project I have done is a project about Texture. The assignment was that we had to get a Styrofoam sphere and show texture on it some how and you weren't allowed to see any of the Styrofoam. So basically you attach random things to a sphere. Here are some of the ideas that people did to their spheres in the past. &lt;div&gt;Human Hair all over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bullets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melted and then shaped Cds'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buttons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pennies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;junk they had and then glued on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And many more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well What I settled on doing was lime peals and brown feathers. So I first pealed and gutted 16 limes and put them in the over on dry out. BUt of course they ended up turning a nasty brown and I could not use them. SO i had to go get another 16 limes and I started pealing again I spent about 5 hours pealing limes. I then tried to glue gun all the limes on and  about 2 hours after that I realized it wouldn't happen. SO I went and bought push pins and pinned all the limes on and it looked to good. But, it looked to much like an artichoke. So I attached just a few small feathers and I love the outcome. The Whole point it that someone would want to buy your project and put it in their home as a decorative piece. So would you buy this? Ohh and it smells so fresh and amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SQTCraGzG2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/28GJorRZVsY/s400/IMG_1280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261544315673582434" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SQTCsE7TW8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/NJfD2qN-3Zg/s400/IMG_1285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261544327168089026" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SQTCrjMYrYI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0H7Rvk0COGA/s400/IMG_1282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261544318112935298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-1277374342223384400?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1277374342223384400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1277374342223384400&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1277374342223384400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1277374342223384400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-get-to-do-so-many-great-projects-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SQTCraGzG2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/28GJorRZVsY/s72-c/IMG_1280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4798846212744185055</id><published>2008-10-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:08:22.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha's Alderson Blues</title><content type='html'>Today I had to present an abstract Shape Project. As I walked into class everyone was so nervous and I was of course chill because I don't really have problems in front of groups. The first girl went up and and had a very deep emotional story, and so did the second, third, fourth and so on. Here are what basically all of them were about.&lt;br /&gt;1. Emotional trials in life&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends that can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;3. thier relationship with their heavenly father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i started thinking up a bunch of more serious ideas like the other girls did. But then I realized that I was orginal, so I went up and talked about Martha Stewart in Prison. I got a big laugh and kept people entertained. I was not the best presenter but at least i wasn't talking about my life trials that people don't care about at 7;45 in the morning.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nationallampoon.com/thezaz/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/prisonlivingmartha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this picture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4798846212744185055?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4798846212744185055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4798846212744185055&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4798846212744185055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4798846212744185055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/marthas-alderson-blues.html' title='Martha&apos;s Alderson Blues'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-5600289517213318848</id><published>2008-10-19T11:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:47:58.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes?</title><content type='html'>Today Dallin H. Oaks came to our stake conference and it was one of my favorite sundays ever. It was an amazing meeting and afterwards we got to meet him and it was so much fun but then I realized that I wanted to stick out in his mind. I was dared my friend for about 10 minutes to go invite him over for pancakes and we couldn't stop laughing at the idea. We replayed the convo over and over in our heads and just imagined what he would say. But of course my friend wouldn't do it, even after I offered him 10 dollars. So we decided to leave and as we walked away we notice Elder Oaks was by himself leaving the same door as us so i quickly picked up my pace and Simple asked if he would Like to come over to eat some pancakes. He had the usual old man chuckle and simple said I would love to but I have about 3 more hours of these meetings. So of course I let him go on his busy way and I hopefully stuck in his mind. I know that moment stuck in mine. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-5600289517213318848?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5600289517213318848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=5600289517213318848&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5600289517213318848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5600289517213318848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/pancakes.html' title='Pancakes?'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1513638036773119485</id><published>2008-10-12T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:53:12.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your a genius!!!!</title><content type='html'>So today, once again I was late to church, which made my two roommates who ride with me late. As we got to the church parking lot we saw about 10 cars driving around because there was absolutely no parking except for one area that was a 5 minute walk. So after driving around for 5 minutes I realized that I should just park along a curb that wasn't painted yellow and hope I didn't get a ticket. So i parked in and area that said motorcycles and my friend parked next to me. we quickly hoped out and started to run to church in a last hope to make sacrament. Then we heard a voice in the wind. "you can't park there"!!!!! so I started to come back up the hill to see who was yelling and BAM!!! It was one of those horrible ticket boys. If you don't know, there is no parking at BYUI and every student gets tons of tickets and the residents hate us because we always park in front of their houses. this it how it then played out once I was on yelling distance as this annoying punk. We will call him obama&lt;div&gt;Obama: You can't park there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; where should I park?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama; I don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; ok well I have been driving around for about 10 minutes and there is no parking and I am really late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama: Well I won't give you a ticket but I know the next guy will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; well why don't you talk to him and tell him not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama; no,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; well I am the chorister and I am not 10 minutes late for church so you need to actually not be so rude and talk to the guy.( I am definitely not the chorister...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama; I am not gonna do that for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; What is your problem, its sunday and there is no parking, your making me late for church now... YOUR A GENIUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama; You know what I don't have to deal with this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; YOUR RIGHT, YOU DON'T BUT WHY DON'T YOU NOW BE A JERK AND ACTUALLY MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama; go park in the Kimball lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random girl walking by; there is no parking there or in any of the school parking lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; Great, what do you expect me to do????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama; I don't know, just move your car I will ticket you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous me; Great!!! Your a genius, GENIUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO I moved my car up a mountain and I had to walk about 5 minutes to get down. I ended walking past my old spot where the useless parking kid(with the ugliest shoes on) was just standing giving my friend a ticket. I then asked him what his name was, and he just looked up terrified and was like well I am not telling you that... and just froze. I then said " Good Idea not to tell me your name, at least you know not to do that, you..." I kinda forgot what I called him. &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;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;Gorgeous me;&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/3355404754782951223-1513638036773119485?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1513638036773119485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1513638036773119485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1513638036773119485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1513638036773119485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-genius.html' title='Your a genius!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1716528773498268412</id><published>2008-10-12T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:26:53.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU SERIOUS???!!!</title><content type='html'>I have tried to not say anything about my roommates that drive me crazy, so I will not let myself get into a tangent of how rude, inconsiderate, immature, and annoying they are. No, I will not get into detail on how selfish one of them is or how one of them is a democrat. I will just take a breath and love them for all their other qualities even if it makes my rage come out in other areas on my life because its so pent up while I am home. &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/3355404754782951223-1716528773498268412?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1716528773498268412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1716528773498268412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1716528773498268412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1716528773498268412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-serious.html' title='ARE YOU SERIOUS???!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-7617688917978866386</id><published>2008-10-08T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:29:55.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAKE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So my first big project is done and I am so proud. It took me for ever because you can only use lines but it was so worth it, because I was pretty happy with the end result. Mine didn't even really compare with some of the other ones in my class but I thought it was good for me since I have had no experience. Anyways, you had to draw something only using lines and it was really hard because you had to show shape without outlining it. Some people did faces and you could see the nose without ever really seeing it. Some people did flowers and there were tons of diffrent ones and they were all amzaing. Here is one of my friends.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2kUnz4X2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/1sGq3W1QiGQ/s400/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255037014402162530" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2es-wgiGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZjSNbd64p04/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030835809126498" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2esi_MDzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NjXX3oJLI1g/s400/IMG_0702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030828354506546" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways here is my final project. now may I remind you that when I took these pictures I had spent about 16 straight hours at school. So i was a little haggard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2kUprNzTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zMCCHMtaFHY/s400/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255037014902689074" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2etGBwmWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SRk3kuw_mpQ/s400/IMG_0689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030837760530786" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2etJC5nGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gtvBZuKPUf8/s400/IMG_0704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255030838570622050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-7617688917978866386?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/7617688917978866386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=7617688917978866386&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7617688917978866386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/7617688917978866386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/snake.html' title='SNAKE!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SO2kUnz4X2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/1sGq3W1QiGQ/s72-c/IMG_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-5921476893923180508</id><published>2008-10-07T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:17:23.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>(As I write this I am sitting in my hallway so I can see my roommate at all times while still being connected to my wall jack due to my sheer terror.)&lt;div&gt;Now if you look at one of my earliest posts that had the top 10 list of my favorite movies. Did you notice that absolutely non of them are considered or even close to binge considered a scary movie. Thats because I hate scary movies with a passion. Every time I watch them I am freaked out for at least a week. Its always the monster ones, now I know there not real but that doesn't make it easier it just freaks me out even more, just because we have not seen them doesn't mean they don't exist. &lt;div&gt;I just watched "I am Legend" It had a really good moral compass and I loved the idea but....HOLLY CRAP! I was so scared I watched the whole movie through my shirt, It was terrifying. Sadly enough it was my second attempt because the first time I attempted to partake in this movie (that my brother said wasn't scary) I was on a late night shuttle from salt lake. As the first scary part happened I ended up throwing my computer into the aisle of the bus, and waking up my fellow passengers from their sleep. This is my last attempt at scary movies, I will always just stick with my Barbra, Meryl and Diane love stories. &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/3355404754782951223-5921476893923180508?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5921476893923180508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=5921476893923180508&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5921476893923180508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5921476893923180508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-again.html' title='NEVER AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-1582652595527896684</id><published>2008-10-04T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:34:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snake, Conference, Alexa</title><content type='html'>Right now I am in lovely Utah with my favorite Blast from the past... Alexa Mahe. She is one of my best friend from Tampa. Today is the the first day of General Conference and it was lovely but, Alexa distracted me a whole lot during the second half, with all of her hilarious You tube videos. But don't worry, we did listen diligently... to the closing prayer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I have been doing one of my many Interior Design projects. It is so hard and I feel like mine is gonna look like crap compared to everyone else. I keep think ok, no more practice drawing this one is for real. But then of course I mess it up and keep practicing. I will for sure show everyone my project when I am done. Its a snack on a crazy cool chair by Ron Arad that has a snake wrapped up in it, I found it out of a magazine but I can't outline it, I have to line draw it and show all the shadows. Its crazy hard and its driving me crazy. Here is the lovely chair. now just imagine a snake intertwined. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.louisaguinnessgallery.com/img/oh%20void%202%20photo%20by%20tom%20vack.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conference is tomorrow and Alexa and I get to go and I am so excited, I have never been and it will be amazing. &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/3355404754782951223-1582652595527896684?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/1582652595527896684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=1582652595527896684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1582652595527896684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/1582652595527896684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/10/snake-conference-alexa.html' title='Snake, Conference, Alexa'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-5921281613098535970</id><published>2008-09-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:39:18.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now I am in my interior Design class and today we have to give presentations of bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;design&lt;/span&gt; and good design like for example some people brought in head phones that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt; and some that are horrible. So after sitting through all of these presentations I have gotten to know my fellow students a little better. There is one girl name Andrea who makes my skin crawl ( which is surprising because i typically never get annoyed). She is a mix between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; Ray and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HSN&lt;/span&gt; host (I can't stand either of those things). She also loves to make about 40 comments after everyone which is fine but, they are all the obvious comments that we assume the person already knows. Another great thing about this girl is that all of the presentations that she makes in class are like 10 minutes long, compared to everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OHHH&lt;/span&gt; YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Another girl who has kinda started to make me want to put cement in my ears. She is also one of the ones who feels the need to comment about everyone and it takes her about 5 minutes to get to the point. In the end all these girls are very nice but when I have classes with them every day that start at 7;45 and last till 4, I am allowed to get a little ticked. Which is exactly how i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just got back from giving my presentation....I kinda bombed. But thats ok because my 2 favorite girls gave some very smart advice....yeah right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-5921281613098535970?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/5921281613098535970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=5921281613098535970&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5921281613098535970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/5921281613098535970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/09/right-now-i-am-in-my-interior-design.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-295558412551546941</id><published>2008-09-16T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:45:08.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHHHH DEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>I have just started my second week in the INterior Design program and I am already exhausted. My body is soar, I am always tired even though I go to bed early. I love all of my design classes and I am really enjoying them but, I still feel like I am going to pass out of exhastian. No matter what I always have work to do and no matter how much I do the next day there is a another crazy load. I hope I can make it through the semester!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-295558412551546941?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/295558412551546941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=295558412551546941&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/295558412551546941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/295558412551546941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohhhhh-dear.html' title='OHHHHH DEAR!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6070483930649222087</id><published>2008-09-11T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:56:41.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmnAvZid0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/qoEheFnlaaw/s400/IMG_0633.JPG'/><title type='text'>TATOO FUN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjA4eBKNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XnNsM35yTvk/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjA4eBKNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XnNsM35yTvk/s400/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244902476603271378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjBLjnW0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/J_t9pqXsu2I/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjBLjnW0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/J_t9pqXsu2I/s400/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244902481727019842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjBnVBBTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WBkmA4b7Of8/s400/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244902489181979954" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmnAIHeLuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AlQudHZc6KI/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244906861670313698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmm_9kub2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/fClr62PLSos/s400/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244906858840223586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjCHc93vI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FWSxXfk9NkM/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjCHc93vI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FWSxXfk9NkM/s400/IMG_0628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244902497805262578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmnAvZid0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/qoEheFnlaaw/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244906872215074626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and I really needed a rest so we took a break by practicing our drawling skills. Here are what our master work cam up with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-6070483930649222087?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6070483930649222087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6070483930649222087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6070483930649222087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6070483930649222087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/09/tatoo-fun.html' title='TATOO FUN!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMmjA4eBKNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XnNsM35yTvk/s72-c/IMG_0620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-893754225450964312</id><published>2008-09-08T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:44:21.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't get out... Me EITHER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMX1204g3HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jKexA438PiY/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMX1204g3HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jKexA438PiY/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243867663400230002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMX13cb5GYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2vHJhL42UsU/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMX13cb5GYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2vHJhL42UsU/s400/IMG_0601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243867674017601922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my APT parking lot the spaces are so so so small that you really have to be creative to get out of your car sometimes. But the other night my roommate and I had some serious issues getting out that she felt like taking out her camera and taking pictures of us. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-893754225450964312?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/893754225450964312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=893754225450964312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/893754225450964312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/893754225450964312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-get-out-me-either.html' title='I can&apos;t get out... Me EITHER!!!'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMX1204g3HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jKexA438PiY/s72-c/IMG_0599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-2947262120529152814</id><published>2008-09-08T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:06:38.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 18 dollar decorating idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMXZbnyvetI/AAAAAAAAAGg/s54VNwKb_As/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMXZbnyvetI/AAAAAAAAAGg/s54VNwKb_As/s200/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243836409704315602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMXZcFpPqMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vHC9PWKxYjg/s1600-h/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMXZcFpPqMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vHC9PWKxYjg/s200/IMG_0612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243836417717545154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a student without money to have a lavish room is so hard, but luckily because I have been out here for a year I have started to accumulate some pretty cool stuff and learn how to not throw away anything (including a broken mirror which I will turn into a head bored). Because I have such a colorful bed spread I try to calm it down with my accessories by only using black and white or just a touch of color. So I made this totally rad wall treatment with the master cutting skills of my roommate. This wall decor only cost me 18 dollars and I love it because it is so creative and it was a blast to make.&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMW9QOgAmZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/odziF6jUu38/s200/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243805427610720658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMW9Pfx4j9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/7RL0mirIZ18/s200/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243805415069224914" /&gt;Mirrors: 14.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures; an old calendar that was a 1.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;black lining; 3.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMW9Qd0fI9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/RA3bgP_-DPg/s200/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243805431723140050" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMW9PwQvwSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eOwtJEMccYw/s200/IMG_0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243805419493638434" /&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another reason why I love my whole apartment is because I get to use up so much space since my freshman roomies don't need it. BAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-2947262120529152814?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/2947262120529152814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=2947262120529152814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2947262120529152814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/2947262120529152814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-18-dollar-decorating-idea.html' title='My 18 dollar decorating idea'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SMXZbnyvetI/AAAAAAAAAGg/s54VNwKb_As/s72-c/IMG_0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6061710510757071780</id><published>2008-08-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:41:40.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the best seat in the Venue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/katgirl1821/606e_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d192/katgirl1821/606e_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I always ned up doing is making sure I get to see my Favorite singers even if I have to fly to a different state. SOme of the performances I have gone to are Shania Twain in Salt lake, Spice Girls in New York, and I made an attempt to see Celine in Vegas but she canceled. I can do this because my parents typically count this as my birthday or christmas gifts and because my parents are so amazing and love how passionate I am about my musicSo after I flew to Vegas and was so let down by Celine I have still not recovered. The whole issue often&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.abc.net.au/reslib/200711/r199531_762654.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; taunts me late at night when I listen to her vegas performance live on cd in my pathetically small room and picture myself in a red velvet seat that has the perfect view. 100 talented dancers that were choreographed by one of my favorites; Mia Michales, and of course Celine dancing with them and hitting ever note known to man. Then I found out she was going on Tour and I knew I had to go, with much struggle of how will I get the tickets and who will pay I finally got&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://64.13.133.31/pics/up-RGIB8ITUFHI4UD4V" border="0" alt="" /&gt;them. I am going to see her in San Jose California on November 23rd at 8:00. It took a lot of negotiating with different companies to get the right information and a lot of You-tube watching to see where the best seats are but I got them. well my parents did. They are amazing seats and I am so excited. When we called the venue and ran some things by them they flipped out and were shocked we could get the seats we did. I will tell everyone how amazing it is after the show. &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_aCCLKwiVUAQ/SGZqek2DyrI/AAAAAAAABv8/sucKzj6a6yI/Celine_InDenmark_Copenhagen_June5_2007_pic3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-6061710510757071780?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6061710510757071780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6061710510757071780&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6061710510757071780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6061710510757071780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-is-best-seat-in-venue.html' title='Where is the best seat in the Venue?'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_aCCLKwiVUAQ/SGZqek2DyrI/AAAAAAAABv8/sucKzj6a6yI/s72-c/Celine_InDenmark_Copenhagen_June5_2007_pic3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-6355167332668075721</id><published>2008-08-09T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:48:52.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/video/N/28/qfsx86_418747dcc2e984tynsde86" width="340" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIxODMyNTcwNTEyMyZwdD*xMjE4MzI1NzIzODgzJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9bW9ycGgmbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9Mg==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-6355167332668075721?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/6355167332668075721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=6355167332668075721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6355167332668075721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/6355167332668075721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrity-morph-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4472487123368723454</id><published>2008-08-07T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:08:21.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things about myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;1. I love to watch a good movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;2. I hate people who don't cook with enough better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;3. I love couches that make you want to go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;4. The foreign country I want to live in with my future family is Tuscany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;5. I love the smell of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Sunday's&lt;/span&gt; dinner meat as soon as you walk in the door from church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;6. I can't stand clutter but always seem to have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;7. I am shy around new groups because I have to decide what kind if humor they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;8. I hope to get my pilot license. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;9. I want to be my own handy man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;10. I am not a big fan of reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;11. Life without Tevo for me is the equivalent to life without food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;12. I love the idea of a quite home where I control everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;13. I love the idea of kayos and 10 kids that all look alike running around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;14. I never want to give up on dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;15. I really miss dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;16. I have a fear of auditioning for strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;17. I really want to get more envolved with acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;18. I hope to one day be a famous actress who is seen as the next Meryl Streep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;19. I hope to one day to be a singer who is seen as the next Celine Dion/ Barbra Streisand/ Shania Twain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;20. I hate it when people get on my case for liking an older generation of celebrities and then when they see a movie or hear a song that i have always loved ad tried to convince them on they get all obsessed and act like they liked it all along ie Pierce Brosnon and Old Jazz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;21. I love watching the mirror has two faces whenever I need anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;22. I love hearing stories about older generations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;23. I get really embarrassed when I want to go to the Mc. Donalds line twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;24. I love having a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;25. I hate walking unless I am in the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;26. I love it when people laugh at my jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;27. I want to be a pastry chef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;28. I want to win a reality show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;29. I watch Jeopardy in the hopes I will become smarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;30. I love how cold Martha Stewart is on her show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;31. I think I true lady never chews gum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;32. I hate home depot because there is no where to sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;33. I don't like to eat cheap food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;34. I crave escargot and Creme Brule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;35. I think Paris is over rated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;36. I don't think all babies are cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;37. I can't pick favorites when it comes to my nieces and nephews because there all so different and awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;38. One genuine Comment can make my week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;39. I hate certain expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;40. I crave ice cream every day all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;41. I love Tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;42. I LOVE talking about myself but also hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;43. I can tell a lot about someone within meeting them for 3 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;44. I am big on first impressions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;45. I hate it when people/me over exaggerate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;46. I hate it when people/ me one up others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;47. I don't it when people are always cranky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;48. My biggest fear is being single when I am 40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;49. I always feel like I need more cloths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;51. I always say I will start my diet tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;52. I run thinking that after a while i will forget about the pain and will be on runners high. But that has never happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;53. I despise certain things about my generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;54. I want to be the first lady so I can spruce up with white house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;55. I hate people that over share their opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;56. I have broken 5 bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;57. I love the outside but never really go out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;58. I have no desire to train for a marathon but I would like to run one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;59. I want to live in Greece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;60. I can spend hours looking up Meryl Streep on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;61. I love meeting women that I can take things away from to make myself a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;62. I wish I had a big extended family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;63. I love that I am double jointed in every single joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;64. I love Jcrew and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;65. I hope to never follow the trends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;66. I have hyper extended knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;67. I hate horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;68. I get scared very very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;69. I believe in Big Foot. (He has been seen in every state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;70. I repeated 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;71. I graduated High school in 3 years instead of 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;72. I had a guest role in the Moscow ballet company when they were in Tampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;73. I was kicked out of Chorus for talking bad about the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;74. I never kissed a boy until I was a week away from 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;75. I am a part of a very secret club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;76. I love to have my nails painted black because its sliming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;77. I worked at a sushi restaurant for 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;78. I have been a Nanny for 2 families&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;79. I plan on owning seven homes so i can model my decorating talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;80. I am terrified of ocean water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;81. I love to shoot guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;82. I have been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;83. I have seen the Monalisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;84. I have ridden in a gondola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;85. I have jumped off of a cliff in the swiss Alps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;86. I have eaten a cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;87. I worked at Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;88. I knew Darthraider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;89. I have been to the real Cinderella castle in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;90. I hate fake flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;91. I hate christmas trees that are decorate with a pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;92. I met Shania Twain because she invited me on stage at her show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;93. I was the first American in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;94. I go to BYUI and I am in the Interior Design program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;95. I think I am a really good interviewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;96. I never steal music online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;97. I have never drunken anything of an alcohol substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;98. My favorite ice cream is Mint chocolate chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;99. My favorite meal I have ever had was in Tuscany and it was a ravioli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;100. I love my freckles and my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13;"&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/3355404754782951223-4472487123368723454?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4472487123368723454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4472487123368723454&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4472487123368723454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4472487123368723454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/08/100-things-about-myself.html' title='100 things about myself.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-4190451745335889094</id><published>2008-08-06T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:41:42.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of my Broken foot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past semester was going really great, My grades were all at either a safe spot or a really great spot. My social life was normal for Rexburg Idaho and I still hadn't gained the Freshman 15. So basically I was coasting along with 3 weeks till I would be living with my two sisters Laura and Anne and just playing with my nieces and nephews. I was so excited and everything was going so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One night my friends and I were saying how we hate that there is cameras in our apartment stairwell and how we should've invested in that rope ladder so we could come and go as we please through the window since we live on the second floor. Then of course I said its not that high if you just jump.... so I went to my room and climbed out the window as one annoying roommate ran in to tell me to stop and get back in, but as soon as i heard her voice i thought there is no way I am coming back in to my room now that your here. So i let go without any shoes on and with about 3 feet of grass to land on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was going good good and then BAM! I landed into a graceful summersault and then just froze due to the new exciting pain in my foot. My annoying roommate popped her freaky head out the window and was like "Are you ok?" the last thing in the world I wanted to do was talk to her. I was in so much pain and didn't want to put on a fake smile so, I could act like she doesn't make me want to put cement in my ears every time she talks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just sat there and breathed with the hope that in a few hours the pain would just go away. My thoughts were going crazy and I just knew that I had broken it but didn't want to think it. I then tried to get up, and realized I would be hoping on one foot for the rest of the night. Then once again, my weird roommate came running out, all I wanted to do was bolt the other direction but instead I said I am ok, I will be up in the apartment in no time, so luckily she left me. It took me 15 minutes to get around the rocky corner and up the stairs barefoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat inside and soon my favorite roommate and best friend out in Idaho gave me a serious talk about the emergency room. But of course I knew my parents would just think " was medicare not open?" so I said no and I will wait till morning when medicare is open and when I can call my parents. At this time it was 12:30 at night which meant it was 2:30am in Florida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course the pain was way to bad that I had to go and get some care even if that meant going to the ER. Well I ended up getting a cat scan, even though i begged for an x-ray because it like half the price. The verdict was that I broke my calcaneus. Don't worry I had no idea what it was either, my smart BFF told me it was my heel bone. After about 2 hours of the doctors telling me how stupid I was, how they don't feel sorry for me, and how there is no way I can get an x-ray I was able to go home with my new drugs and ugly temporary cast and crutches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJooM7pmtSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/v15kf7_oBaQ/s200/mail_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231538119779988770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day I only went to one class and told so many different lies about how it happened that the truth came out eventually. Soon enough people had heard about me on campus and whenever people asked me how it happened I just told them the truth. Then they would always interrupt me and say " wait I heard about you, I was laughing so so so so hard when I heard about this. Thats was you?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke my foot on june 29th and was supposed to go to vegas on July 2, but of course I had to stay home. Luckily my Bishop and wife took me in while all my friends left Rexburg for the long weekend. Soon enough my grades dropped with my social planes and...no worries with the medication I couldn't eat so I didn't gain a single pound. I currently have a big black cast am not allowed to walk on it at all, which means i must always use my crutches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJooMx5dtAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/57RQASaInOA/s200/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231538117162152962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it sounds stupid but I would do it again but this time I would wear shoes and land better. Now I am on Florida because I couldn't live my sisters anymore. mainly because I can't work and I seem to fall and drop my cruches every time I go up the stairs and they both have stairs in their homes. Flordia is everything I feared it to be... Boring. But I will last and I will just Blog all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-4190451745335889094?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/4190451745335889094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=4190451745335889094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4190451745335889094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/4190451745335889094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/08/story-of-my-broken-foot.html' title='The story of my Broken foot.'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJooM7pmtSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/v15kf7_oBaQ/s72-c/mail_2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-17800404796366311</id><published>2008-08-04T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:08:34.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.daktvn.com/images/film/full/81_shall_we_dance_ver2.jpg'/><title type='text'>Favorite Moveis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can get really Passionate about things, and one thing that will never get old to me is watching a good movie. So here is a list on some of my Favorite movies and why I think you should watch them. (its gonna be so hard for me to give them a number)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:mqn1MAVFfAIX3M:http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/00/Dirty_Dancing.jpg" width="82" height="128" /&gt;10. "Dirty Dancing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure we have all seen this movie but it will never get old, even though I have seen this at least 25 times the line " Nobody puts Baby in the corner" will never loose its impact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJf-OevBV-I/AAAAAAAAADE/NApUTfHteLw/s200/edith_piaf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230929016936028130" /&gt;10. " La Vien Rose"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie won the oscar for best actress this year. It was about the life of the irreplaceable Edith Piaf. She was a french singer who is still considered one of the greatest, she lived a very hard life and this movie truly captures her struggles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9."Shall we Dance" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just a huge dance fan so this movie hit my dancing bone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:8Def08MdAvivAM:http://www.daktvn.com/images/film/full/81_shall_we_dance_ver2.jpg" width="93" height="138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://content6.flixster.com/movie/25/73/257300_det.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;9. "Drop Dead Gorgeous"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a dry comedy about a very&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; simple Minnesota town tha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t has beauty pageant coming up but the contestants are slowly dropping dead. Its very quick talking and simple. &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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. "Hairspray"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So funny and entertaining! I am sure you have seen it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Hairspray/hairspray_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;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;br /&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.bradleyvision.net/Export/images/605f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. "Thomas Crown Affaire"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie is R but.. they do show it on Tv edited a lot ( in case anyone is wondering that how I saw it). Anyways, this has the best looking man in hollywood staring in it, duh... Pierce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Brosnon. This is about a man who collects paintings and doesn't really do it the most legal way, or does he? You will have to see. One of the best parts about this movie is the fact that its not just a chick flick but both sexes will love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.notesfromhollywood.com/images/calendar-girls-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;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;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;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;6. "Calendar Girls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! This movie is so hilarious, the concept may scare you but don't worry its so funny you don't even realize what its about by the end. It had the best dry british humor I have ever seen. Its definitely not one for the family though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Out of Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://1979semifinalist.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/out_of_africa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just saw this last week because I have become obsessed with Meryl Streep and her amazing career. I have never really has the desire to travel to Africa or own a farm but, this movie made me want to pack up and live next to an African Tribe. The story was genuinely beautiful that you never want it to end but at the same time it is a movie that you can't watch over and over again. &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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://gurthg.killer.mud.pl/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/the-notebook.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. "The Notebook"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have all seen this movie, it is just breathtakingly amazing and timeless. My only critique is that I figured out the twist within the first 2 minutes. &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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/153/862242~The-First-Wives-Club-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;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;4. First Wives Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie definitely does not deserve an Oscar but it has Diane Keaton and Bette Midler who I love. Its so much fun and the perfect girls night movie. This is all about 3 women that were left in the dust by their husbands and are seeking revenge but... you will have to see. The ending is definitely one of the best ending ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.fnal.gov/culture/NewArts/Film/films_0607/don_juan_demarco.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 3. Don Juan Demarco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie is about the greatest lover that ever lived and was one of Marlin Brando's last films. I was never really appreciative of Johnny Depp before this movie, but now I see why he captivates so many people. This is a great movie but no one for the kids. &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;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;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;3. Funny Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.spout.com/ProductImages/t53072tgut8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is not something you will be done with in 90 minutes. Its so long that it has an intermission but.. it is so worth it. Barbra stars in this movie and it is what started her career and won her an Oscar. All 4 hours are entertaining and Barbra does an amazing job on the sound track. She sings a song called "my man" at the end and of course I cried when I saw it and still do when I hear tharied when I saw it and still do when I hear that song sometimes. (I know I have a Barbra obsession problem) &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;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;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;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;2.  "Somethings Gotta Give"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the main reasons I love this movie is because the Hamptons house where this all took place is to Die for. Its one of the things that got me really into Inter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/153/766384~Something-s-Gotta-Give-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ior Design. Another component that makes this movie so great is the sound track, its my favorite sound track of all time with a mix of french classics and classic romantic songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie is of course another Love Story and its definitely unique and not for everyone but I totally adore it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about a well known city Player who is in his 60s and loving the Bachelor life style. He gets stranded at a well known play writers home who is in her 60s divorced and has no hope for a new love.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. " The Mirror has Two Faces"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seen this movie over 30 times and can say the lines with the actors and I still laugh at all the jokes. So many people are not big Barbra Streisand fans and I understand but she produced, directed and Starred in the movie so... I LOVE HER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This movie is so typically; enjoying, fun and entertaining but what I get out of it is, symbolization for life. To me this movie is so witty and not just because of the hilarious things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://bebsisms.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/mirror-has-two-faces.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Barbra's character "Rose" whispers under her breath half the time but because of the Facial expressions and attitudes of the people. I could go on about this forever but all I will say is you have to see it atleast 4 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about a women who is well in her 40s and just brilliant. But she is single, lives with her mother, and not very pretty. Then there is this very handsome single guy in his 40s who has been totally heart broken and unfocused by women so many times that he tries a new outlook on life. So they meet and... you will have to see.&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Other movies to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mamma MIa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kramer vs. Kramer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marvin's Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le Chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemony Snicket's series of unfortunate events&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moon Struck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mermaids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mean girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babby Mamma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father of the Bride I and II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The odessy (it was made for tv version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True Lies- its R but shows on TBS like every other weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Across the UNiverse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Doubtfire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PAtch Adams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under the Tuscan Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penelope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Petigrew lives for a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matilda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hancock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get Smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spice World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Magical Legend of the Leprechauns &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The devil Wears prada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bridges of Madison County &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The river Wild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all I can think of. let me know if you enjoyed any of these.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-17800404796366311?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/17800404796366311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=17800404796366311&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/17800404796366311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/17800404796366311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/08/favorite-moveis.html' title='Favorite Moveis'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJf-OevBV-I/AAAAAAAAADE/NApUTfHteLw/s72-c/edith_piaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355404754782951223.post-310455346297670939</id><published>2008-08-04T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:03:30.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My reasons for Blogging...</title><content type='html'>Recently due to the breaking of my foot I have spent a lot of time sitting on my computer or watching Tv. I'm a huge fan of Tv but for the first time in my life I am getting a tiny bit sick of it. So I have been spending time looking at my sister Anne's Blog like everyday even though I have read all the posts before. Then I started to read others hilarious Blogs and wanted to start one so badly but was so nervous that no one would ever want to read mine because I am not nearly as funny as others. But then I decided who cares and now I have one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the process of naming my Blog I wanted to name it after one of my favorite songs. So I searched through my new Mamma Mia Cd and found one song that I love which is Titled "Voulez Vous". I thought it was trendy and cute. Then I looked it up and learned it means "will you sleep with me" in french. So then I went through my Frank Sinatra Songs which i felt would be a safer chose and found one thats still fun but in a language that I speak fluently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am super excited about my Blog because I am so passionate about useless things and now i get to tell people all about it. Here are the Blogs you should expect from me in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Future Blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Barbra Streisand is so amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Celine Dion is so amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Meryl Streep is Truly the best actor of our time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why Beanie Babies are truly the best investment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Martha is the most amazing women on Tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My makes Idaho the best state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How Obama always answers the hard questions and doesn't just fluff to sound good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why the Movie "Glitter" should be more appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I broke my foot.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What makes Crimped Hair truly timeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I think Badge is over used in homes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't worry, I will never Blog about the ones in Red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355404754782951223-310455346297670939?l=emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/feeds/310455346297670939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3355404754782951223&amp;postID=310455346297670939&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/310455346297670939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355404754782951223/posts/default/310455346297670939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilycallmeirresponsible.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-reasons-for-blogging.html' title='My reasons for Blogging...'/><author><name>Emily Gillrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732501159525352024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O_fTT4FPe1I/SJgcKzhZg_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cr9Ty87iU48/S220/n1106310202_30065628_9525.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
