<?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-12320693</id><updated>2012-01-05T20:08:35.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"you make everything glorious"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-1939237813268598885</id><published>2011-07-07T16:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:30:18.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, It's Been a While Since I've Blogged, So Here. A Post.</title><content type='html'>Well, the past few weeks have been fun. We've done a ton of stuff with Claire, like going to the grandparent's house for a couple of days (where I got hooked on puzzles-- I'm on my 2nd one from home now...). We ate a lot of good food and had fun going to lunch, to the space museum, and hanging out with some gals I haven't seen in a while :-) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to Cedar Point! Claire went on all the rollercoasters with us, except for the top thrill dragster. Only Abby and I went on that (yelling "Yeah Toast!" at the top of course). The day was not too hot and pretty breezy, and the longest we waited for a coaster was like 1 hour, so it was a good day to go! Seemed like Claire had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, I've been working and figuring out what I want to do with my life, asking plenty of teachers for advice and stuff. Seems like everyone says I should just shadow a couple teachers and stuff. So I'm planning on getting something together for that soon. We'll see! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've listened to all the LT sermons -- maybe I'll listen to them all again! They haven't been putting up any more since the 16th of June, so hopefully the audio is working and all and they're just a little behind :-) The sermons have definitely blessed my life -- I think it &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt; be good to listen to them again :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaand... I've run out of things to say, except that I'm SUPER excited for this Saturday, because I'll get my fix of h2o people! mid-summer bash! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, off to work! Time to clean those dishes! hahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-1939237813268598885?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/1939237813268598885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=1939237813268598885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1939237813268598885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1939237813268598885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/07/well-its-been-while-since-ive-blogged.html' title='Well, It&apos;s Been a While Since I&apos;ve Blogged, So Here. A Post.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5791896508555639349</id><published>2011-06-22T23:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:51:42.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So The Past Few Days Have Been Eventful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have actually cleaned my room! It's not &lt;i&gt;completely &lt;/i&gt;clean yet, but the piles are smaller and I actually do intend to get rid of them very soon... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished Animal Farm and have since moved on to The Odyssey "for a bit of light reading" to quote Hermione. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an interesting conversation with Kaite a couple nights ago -- we stayed up till midnight *oooohhh*.... Basically just talking about majors and certificates and what I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; want to do when I grow up. I'm not sure I have a good grasp on that yet, especially since I cringe every time I think about myself being a teacher. I don't know if it's because I don't know how to be an awesome teacher yet, or if it's because I'll hate teaching. Kinda a distinction I need to figure out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So &lt;i&gt;once again&lt;/i&gt; I'm spending a summer researching my passions -- after talking about how much you like languages, you eventually start to get bored with the idea. Sad, innit? But I think it'll be good. But I don't like having important stuff like majors up in the air like this. Hopefully God will tell me stuff soooooonn.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! I'm so glad Kelsey gave the link to LT sermons, I've been listening to those for the past two days. Sooo awesome :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:-D I'm saving the big news for last! Guess who is at our house right now! Claire! She'll be here till pretty much the end of July, so that's sweet. I was working tonight when she arrived, but when I got home, she was still awake, so I got to meet her! I think this will be fun. I'm looking forward to actually hanging out tomorrow :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's it for now. I'm closing on Friday and opening Saturday, so I'll get like, 4-5 hours of sleep, so that'll be awesome! Not! I'll survive though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go to bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5791896508555639349?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5791896508555639349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5791896508555639349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5791896508555639349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5791896508555639349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-past-few-days-have-been-eventful.html' title='So The Past Few Days Have Been Eventful...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6049563697409841988</id><published>2011-06-16T17:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T17:32:34.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Not Really Anything New... But... Here. A Post.</title><content type='html'>So. I've worked Tuesday, Wednesday, adn today, and I'm working again tomorrow and Saturday. Then I get Sun, Mon and Tues off, so that's sweetness :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday I was closing on dining room, and 5 minutes before we closed, around 20 people walked in. We had one register open and so people were still ordering five minutes after we closed too... 15 people stayed "for here" so I couldn't close very well last night. Bummer. I was tempted to just tell everyone to go to Chipotle instead, because they were open for another hour :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ummm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hung out with Kay yesterday, which was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still reading Animal Farm. It's taking a while to get through because I have to keep stopping because it makes me angry. I can't even really use the "It's fiction! Get over it!" deal, because it's an allegory. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Claire yesterday! Over Skype! She's Kaite's host-sister, and she's gonna come visit for a month! Super excited! If you can't tell by the exclamation points! She's cute :-) I think we'll have lots of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I've just been filling my time with work and not-work. And missing Kent people. :-( And creeping on them on Facebook as a result. But I'm kinda really looking forward to the fall. Hopefully I won't wish away the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6049563697409841988?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6049563697409841988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6049563697409841988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6049563697409841988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6049563697409841988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-not-really-anything-new-but-here.html' title='There&apos;s Not Really Anything New... But... Here. A Post.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7175042524728237177</id><published>2011-06-11T17:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T17:26:44.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summary of the Past What? Two Weeks?</title><content type='html'>What is there to say?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been working a lot. I had a crazy week last week when I worked 9 out of the 11 days from 5 am until I was done, which meant anywhere from 9 to 1. Most likely 12 or 1... yeah. I was so glad when that week was over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of work, a little hanging out at Kent with Em and Kristen... hanging out with Karen girls, who brighten my life... Missing LT people... yeah, that's about my life. I'm still trying to make my room look decent, but I have too much stuff. Too much paper that I do &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; have the time or the energy to sort through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some day though?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I will eat dinner and hopefully talk to some peeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a short update, but my life is pretty boring right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7175042524728237177?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7175042524728237177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7175042524728237177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7175042524728237177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7175042524728237177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/06/summary-of-past-what-two-weeks.html' title='A Summary of the Past What? Two Weeks?'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7605815353139332397</id><published>2011-05-27T10:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:33:19.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>I almost feel like I should be updating my blog too, since so many of my friends are doing it for LT. However, my life isn't as crazy busy or as exciting as their's, so we'll see how this goes. :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked Dining room at Panera last night, which was fun! Since I had closed dining room for 15 months before leaving for college, I had the system down pat! It was a lot of fun, but I have a feeling I'll like making sandwiches better. Maybe, maybe not. We'll see if the novelty wears off. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been trying to get all my pictures up from the past year at college onto Facebook. It's been quite interesting realizing how much I've gotten to know some of these people. When I first walked up to Arooj and Joyce talking that first week at Kent, I had noooo idea that Joyce would be my floormate this next year! How sweet is that? And just getting to know so many people from h2o and classes and stuff... it's been sweet. I miss everyone tons, but that's summer I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to see some peoples next week though, so that'll be fun :-) The part that won't be so much fun is working... at 5 am... Sat, Mon, Tues, and probably Wed, Thurs, Fri and Sat too... The usual prepper is on vacation, so I'm picking up her shifts. It'll be good, but that's a lot of mornings of waking up before the sun! beh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't unpacked completely, but now there's only piles of papers and a couple things on the floor in my room that I have to deal with, but other than that, I'm done. Yes, I'm aware that it's almost 3 weeks since I came home, but I haven't been very motivated to do anything other than read. I've read: Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone, The Hobbit, the Twilight series (four books), Hope was Here, the Wednesday Wars, and I'm working on Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Animal Farm, and Lynchpin. yup. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been playing a lot of George Winston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no life :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's it for now, I guess.  I'll catch y'all later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7605815353139332397?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7605815353139332397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7605815353139332397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7605815353139332397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7605815353139332397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/05/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6201096446927191812</id><published>2011-04-06T21:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:38:13.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Kent DOING to me??!!</title><content type='html'>Let's see... Tuesday was cold -- we had a couple flurries around 2:30 when I was in class, but when I was actually outside, it was just chilly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I participated in TOMS' awareness day by not wearing shoes for one day. It was quite the adventure to walk outside my own door. The morning was super cold -- but totally worth it! I had flip-flops for inside, but I was barefoot while I was outside :-) I know, I'm crazy. I'm even more crazy with the fact that I liked it! um yeah. I think Kent is turning me into a hippie. No, I will not be going shoeless, but my bandana isn't helping much. And once it's springy and warm, I will be wearing my long flowy skirts now and again. Aaahhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes were good, dinner with Kelsey, Abigail, Lauren, Sarah W, Michellikins, Jamie, and... me? was good (it was baseball night at Prentice). Kelsey even walked back to Johnson barefoot with me! By that time, the pavement had warmed up considerably. And then she promptly kidnaps me and I did homework in her room :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a reflection meeting/reunion in the evening for the spring break trip peoples -- only a couple of us showed up from columbiana county, but it was still awesome. :-) Adrienne wasn't wearing shoes either. :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out at Brownie night with Whitney, Bethany and Nick mostly -- we were the "studious" ones in the lounge while everyone else was in the kitchen. :-P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today... I actually got my paper done for conflict management, and I hung out with Emily and Michelle  :-) Michelle and I are in the same physics class if she can sign up for the time she wants, so that's exciting -- she's also trying to get in the same lab. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm... Yeah. Haven't been doing anything too interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I did go to the Invisible Children meeting, and I think I want to do the 25 hours of silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I didn't realize it, but posting all this is making me realize.... Suddenly I'm quite the social activist? I don't know really how I feel about all of it... but I'm discovering that I can make a difference, and I don't want to stand by and watch things happen that are not good.  I feel like as long as I wear shoes on that day, I should be good :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but definitely not least... LIL SIBS WEEKEND IS COMING!!! I'm super stoked! Hope the girls are too :-) And I didn't know when Kid's club ended or anything, but there's a planetarium show at 6:30. No idea if there would be time to register them and stuff and get to smith hall in time, but if so, that would be fun. If not, no worries. :-) But yeah, I'm excited to hang out with the girls -- all five of them! :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos, ttyl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6201096446927191812?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6201096446927191812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6201096446927191812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6201096446927191812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6201096446927191812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-is-kent-doing-to-me.html' title='What is Kent DOING to me??!!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6457016476081081752</id><published>2011-04-04T18:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T18:33:41.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Singin' in the Rain...</title><content type='html'>It's raining. And I love it! I actually took the long way from the Student Center to my dorm because I wanted to stay in the rain for longer. My shoes were soaking, my hair was sooo wet, and my glasses were in my hand because they had so much water on them. But I totally had way more fun than the people under umbrellas :-D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annnd I've pretty much got the rough draft of everything I need for conflict management except for assertion, which I have yet to even do. But once I do, it'll be easy to write about it. As dad so rightly pointed out, I am a conflict avoider! Yup yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been ok. I'm trying to keep on top of things. I'm mostly succeeding, but I also have band practice tonight, so hopefully I can get everything else done around that :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, just wanted to check in since everyone else did :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I'm sad I missed Kaite speaking French, but since Claire's coming, I'm sure I'll hear more of it? Maybe? :-) (And I'm super excited about Claire coming!!! This is going to be supa fun!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pps. yeah, I just said supa.&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/12320693-6457016476081081752?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6457016476081081752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6457016476081081752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6457016476081081752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6457016476081081752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-singin-in-rain.html' title='I&apos;m Singin&apos; in the Rain...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3205292917353388806</id><published>2011-04-01T00:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:35:56.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>I've just been really busy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week has been a crazy whirlwind that I was completely not expecting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired and ready for a long weekend that's not really long becasue I'm going to a worship retreat thing with the h2o band peoples, which will be fun but will take up most of Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I can't wait to get my life in order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm giving up procrastination until I can afford to have it again. Which may be never...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see how that goes :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sorry for not posting for so long, but that's all I got. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3205292917353388806?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3205292917353388806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3205292917353388806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3205292917353388806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3205292917353388806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/04/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7723977776014949801</id><published>2011-03-23T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:22:50.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Trip: Day 5</title><content type='html'>Today was a fun day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up early again. ewww. Even though I'm getting up early every morning, I feel like it's something important to mention because it's hard! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my group (which added Emily M as a driver/extra person to help out :-) went to the Homer Laughlin pottery company's factory just over the river in WV. :-) it was kinda weird to park in WV with a clear view of OH.&lt;br /&gt;The factory was very interesting -- sometimes I think I would like a factory job because it's so mindless, but then other times I think I would get bored or I would get some sort of like, back problems or something from doing the same thing over and over while standing up...&lt;br /&gt;But the process was really interesting! Their fiesta ware is famous, in case you didn't know. Super bright colors and kinda sorta awesome. They do the plates at Applebees if you need an idea of the brightness. They also do steakandshake. and other such companies that I didn't catch. But now I'm going to be a plate turner to see where HL pop up! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a couple things for super cheap, so that's cool :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to our site and ate lunch really quick and finished the archery ranges -- we put the roofs on top, and Mike said that the grant for the targets were approved and he's trying to get the targets early so we could maybe shoot with them on Friday, which would be fabulously fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. For some reason, the power drill didn't like me, (didn't want the screw to actually go in, and instead tried to get Nick's finger) so Nick did most of it instead. Everyone was working really well together! And the weather was perfect! It was gray but cool and nice and a nice cool breeze coming into the pavillion. When it started thundering and raining a tiny bit, we asked if we needed to stop because the power tools + lightning = disaster... but Mike said that until the lightning got closer we could keep moving. so we did! And it basically went like this: I rushed around doing last minute measurements to make it go faster, people were putting on roofs like crazy, Nick put the last screw in, and we all sprinted for the car! 2 minutes down the road, it started pouring!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be good though-- apparently it's supposed to be cold but sunny -- and since we're working on the trail and probably using more effort :-P we should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and hung out, ate dinner... had a talent show! Lots of musical stuff from Kayla, Sarah, Emily R and me, Mike (not mike from the park, mike a college student) juggled while daniella braided Jazmine's hair, Sophie sang, and Lexie showed her true talent as an awesome MC :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h2o tiedown, annnnndd..... off to bed! Yay! Hopefully I'll get to bed before 10 tonight... that would be lovely! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, lovely people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7723977776014949801?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7723977776014949801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7723977776014949801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7723977776014949801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7723977776014949801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-day-5.html' title='Spring Break Trip: Day 5'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7330423308617225826</id><published>2011-03-22T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:49:29.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Trip: Day 3&amp;4</title><content type='html'>Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Wake up early&lt;br /&gt;Leave by 8:30&lt;br /&gt;Get to the Scenic Vista park&lt;br /&gt;We made target frames for an archery range they are going to make -- it was super fun!  The two guys, Mike and Bill, are super fun and awesome. before lunch, we precut the wood and predrilled some holes -- I can use a drill now! :-) (Suddenly I'm thinking of both Mr. Weasley and Mr. Dursley). (*Gasp! And I'm Miss Yackley! How weird!) After lunch, we pretty much just assembled all of the stuff together. We have everything done now except for the roofs where the targets are going to hang. I believe we're doing that on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Since we finished early and our ride couldn't come for an hour, we hung out and Mike showed us around -- showed the old bridge that doesn't cross anything -- they were going to tear it down somewhere but instead they just moved it to the park. And the stone barn foundations with a porch/deck thing on top that they use for yoga. And the reclaimed strip mine where no trees can grow because the ground is so compact. And the wasp larva inside a plant branch. And the smell of sassafras branch that they use for tea? Maybe? It smelled so good, I kept it and was smelling it all night. Made other people smell it too. Bath and Body Works needs to get on this! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back, get back in order, dinner (chicken salad, pasta salad, macaroni salad on crescent rolls [like the Panera kind, not the Pillsbury kind]), shower, blogging and bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and after dinner there was a speaker -- kim, one of the women helping out on this trip -- that talked about the different mindsets people have depending on which class their in. Basically we learned that the upper class is all about connections, their time orientation is the past; the middle class is all about acheivement and the future, and the lower class is all about relationships and the present. It was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday/today: woke up early =P&lt;br /&gt;left at 8:30&lt;br /&gt;went to the memorial park beyond the random bridge where people would plant trees for loved ones. Rachel's mom is a teacher, and she brought her school council/government middle schoolers to come help out. It was awesome -- they raked and picked up branches and helped us lop off dead ones -- some of them were even using a bow saw! I didn't even want to try it... haha! I kept to the pruning shears.&lt;br /&gt;Mike had fun with the chain saw -- cut down a couple smaller chestnuts with chestnut blight. Bill had fun with his tractor/bulldozer type thing... he hauled branches and leaves and such.&lt;br /&gt;lunch, more pruning and raking and raking and raking... the middle schoolers left and we kept raking... and then it was done! and so very nice looking too! I got in the car and my shoulder hurt and my hands hurt, but that field looked so good!&lt;br /&gt;Came back and listened to other people talk about their playgrounds and the group going to the humane society talk about some of the dogs and cats they got to play with/ help out with.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was lasagna... no, I take that back. It was penne noodles with cheese and sauce. same diff. And salad and rolls and melted butter packets. :-P&lt;br /&gt;The speaker tonight was about education/culture of Appalachia. He is a dr in something, but he's studying how students from appalachia cope with culture changes when they pursue a higher education. That was interesting too -- he said it was very much comparable to students moving to another country, it was that different! Craziness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang out-- found a piano! talked to the fam... going to bed soon! So excited! I'm tired and sore and I might be getting sick. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's going to get pretty cold/rainy. Yesterday was WONDERFUL! sunny with a warm breeze.. today was perfectly fine -- cloudy and cooler. slight rain in the evening after everyone was done with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos. I'm going to bed before either of you can come up with another clever idea to get us killed... or worse, expelled....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7330423308617225826?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7330423308617225826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7330423308617225826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7330423308617225826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7330423308617225826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-trip-day-3.html' title='Spring Break Trip: Day 3&amp;4'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5642603861029619788</id><published>2011-03-21T23:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:15:03.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Challenge</title><content type='html'>Hop on over to &lt;a href="http://ashatteredvessel.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see what's been on my mind lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about today tomorrow. It's super late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5642603861029619788?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5642603861029619788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5642603861029619788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5642603861029619788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5642603861029619788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-challenge.html' title='A New Challenge'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6320083063377836245</id><published>2011-03-20T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:12:55.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Trip: Day 1&amp;2</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I left for columbiana county -- got to the campus around 5:30 ish... got unpacked and settled. We're sleeping in a carpeted classroom with all the desks pushed to one side. Kinda interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classrooms where we're sleeping are on the first floor, but our hangout space and dining hall is the library upstairs :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, we had fried chicken and jojos and bananas and pasta salad. Pretty good -- I didn't eat a ton b/c I don't really like fried chicken, but I ate enough :-) The bananas were the perfect ripeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel (the leader) welcomed us and gave us our YMCA passes so that we can take showers... I mean, that's a good thing, right? The YMCA is right behind our building across a parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played an icebreaker game, where you had to throw a ball across the circle to someone you didn't know and ask for their name, and so you learn it. Then she had us do it in the same order over and over, faster and faster, or with more balls that would periodically get thrown in. :-) It was fun. I pretty much remember everybody's name now, except that when there were multiple balls getting thrown about, you could only focus on who was passing to you and who you were passing to... couldn't worry about the names of anybody else :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat around and talked about some different worries of the week -- not sleeping, freezing, food, lots of people trying to get along, etc etc. We found out we're getting fed at the poverty level -- $6 a day. But that doesn't matter too much -- it's all off brand stuff, which isn't bad, and snacks and such, and I'm so happy -- there's wheat bread! But.. I'm getting ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an exercise on what everybody's color was. Red was adventerous, spontaneous, bold, etc. Ready for a good time. Yellow was organized, lists, procedures, detail-oriented, etc etc. Green was working independently, also organized, (kinda similar to yellow, I'm having problems figuring out the difference as much. Mostly Yellow likes details and Green likes working individually, etc). Blue is people-oriented, adaptive to change, flexible, likes harmony. I was a Blue, followed by a Yellow, then jump a bit to Green then Red. Yeah, big surprise, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when that was over, we got into our work groups -- I'm working at the Scenic Vista park or something like that -- no playground for me, but that's ok. Lauren (who went last year) is the group leader, Nick is in the group, along with Yan and Shu. Yan is a girl I met after the icebreaker time -- I sat with her and Sophie and Jasmine (both Chinese as well). Shu is one of the six Chinese guys here. Apparently not all the chinese people could come, but somehow we still have 33 people... Anywhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out for a bit, then went to bed! it felt sooo late, even though it was only 11:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got up and had quiet times together-apart with some of the other h2oers. Breakfast was here in the library -- cereal and english muffins. Sat with Yan, Sophie, and Jasmine, and Nick and Emily R. It was a good time :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On schedule for today was sightseeing (and I'm running out of time, so, list time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a mill, river type place (Gaston's Mill, yes we sang)&lt;br /&gt;it was freezing&lt;br /&gt;it was only 9:30&lt;br /&gt;We had church in the tiny wood chapel&lt;br /&gt;it was freezing&lt;br /&gt;Kayla played&lt;br /&gt;Mark talked -- I think he said it was the circle story of the gospel? do you know what that meant Dad?&lt;br /&gt;we got in the cars and warmed up&lt;br /&gt;came back and got warmer clothes&lt;br /&gt;went on a tour of the town, saw the five playgrounds -- they're stuck in the neighborhoods, so that's nice. Like, literally on a street corner or behind a house...&lt;br /&gt;went to I don't know what it was called... but a park type place with an octogon schoolhouse turned post office, and "the tubs" -- kinda like the Colorado Bowls, I imagine. Pictures later&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch next to the Ohio River&lt;br /&gt;came back to rest/shower if you had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day: Listen to a speaker or two about education and poverty, eat dinner, go to the Fiesta pottery/china place. Should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel like a Sunday -- the service in the chapel was way too cold for that! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. Questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:: It was actually two speakers on Appalachian culture, the environment and poverty. The coal mines and such. It's actually pretty interesting... Apparently there's been all this hype about "clean" coal (liquid gasoline coal), from the perspective of what comes out the tailpipe of your car -- but the production of it is much less healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was provided by the teachers/professors/deans of this branch of Kent -- it was basically a buffet line of finger foods -- wings, cheese and crackers, these biscuit balls in a crock pot, sausage, and at the very end, pizza :-) Pretty yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the pottery museum, took pictures on the steps, and took a tour. It was super fun! Now I'm going to be turning plates over all the time to look on the back -- she said some rare pieces were found at garage sales :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, played bananagrams (Kayla and I took turns winning -- but I won 3 out of 5. It's super fun! Way better/more interesting/faster than scrabble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to bed. Early start tomorrow, with the real work beginning! Waking up at 5:30/5:45.... yeah.... Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6320083063377836245?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6320083063377836245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6320083063377836245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6320083063377836245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6320083063377836245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-trip-day-1.html' title='Spring Break Trip: Day 1&amp;2'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6891822470551551737</id><published>2011-03-10T17:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:04:29.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A crazy couple of days (with a surprise), ending nicely :-)</title><content type='html'>Sooooo&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired. I can't wait to go home! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was classes, ... ... I'm having problems remembering what I did... ... ... All I remember is that I had a spring break meeting at 5 -- for the spring break trip I'm taking in a couple weeks -- to fix up some playgrounds and clear some trails, etc. :-) It'll be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet with education group to finalize first draft of lesson plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the student center b/c I was craving ice cream for some reason. Walking towards ambrosia, and I hear the Court Jester Whistle. So I stop in my tracks and scan the crowd, wondering who on earth knows that whistle, only my family knows it really....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I see dad! He's over talking to Karlien, Matt B, and E.D. (and Hannah Y and someone else). Surprise! (Except not really because I knew he'd be in the area) I think dad wants to become a college kid again. :-P  Good to talk to him. Tried to get ice cream but the line got really long, so I finally acknowledge that I was more thirsty than craving ice cream, so I got lemonade from Nathan's instead. Super easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos. That was fun. Got a ride back to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brownie night! It was fun! But Whitney stole my plaid fedora. :-( It's a little bent out of shape now, but it was still fun trying to get it back from her. :-P Good exercise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday: classes (In colloq, we're finishing the story of goldilocks, and using transitions and such. It's very creative. More to come on Friday too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet with Emily and Michelle. :-) Michelle had peanut butter chocolate chip cookies -- they were delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cram for nutrition test with Joyce and Elsa. (I practiced my scottish dancing when I couldn't concentrate anymore) (That helped get back to work! Yay for study breaks!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to Invisible Children meeting. I won the icebreaker! It was the "Dude!" game we played in that choir thang, but you just screamed instead. I never met anyone's gaze... I'm the eye-contact ninja! I got a pack of sour icebreakers out of it :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cram for nutrition test with Joyce and Elsa.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday (also known as today! [for like 15 more min]) (and that was so Kaite of me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nutrition test. I hope it went well. there were a couple that I weren't sure of, but it's so crazy because I'm positive those few questions weren't in the notes, they weren't in the powerpoints... you probably had to read the book. Honestly, it was worth losing a couple points (though that's not positive because I did some Princeton guessing) NOT to read the chapter :-P  Ahh, the college mindset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music. Lunch with Bethany and Whitney! Chinese. Education. Education went ok -- we were peer reviewing. =P (wow, also Katieish of me) It went ok. there's still a LOT to be done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I decided to see how much effort I would have to put into declaring my Spanish minor. And I realized it takes a bit, because I'm not sure it's walk-in advising material, but there are no advising spots left in March except during Spring break, and I won't be here! And they don't have April up yet to schedule. They were closing up, otherwise I woulda totally walked in and seen if I could just get the papers I needed or whateves. Technically I already have a spanish advisor... ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After allllll of that, I was so tired!! I was supposed to start on more homework (thankfully none due tomorrow), but instead, I had a quiet time and took a 10 min nap. Well, more like I laid on my bed for like 10 min with my eyes closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner with international friends. Shufen actually came! And brought three friends! Juni, Jesse?, Nosuki? I think? yea.... It was a good time. We left at like 6:45 to go to the celebrate Asia event going on in Koonce. It was really fun too! good food, good music, good dance... great friends! I knew a handful of students there, and recognized a whole lot more! It was so packed though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lifegroup! The conversation was awesome... the topic was forgiveness and the servant who owed the king millions of dollars and was forgiven, who then went and beat up a fellow servant who owed him a few hundred. It was super good. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out afterwards -- really really fun :-) I love those girls......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snowy on the way back! Stop doing it Ohio! (Or stop doing it, neighbors!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelsey says I need to try harder to stop it. I'm doing my best! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. It's tomorrow. Time for bed. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6891822470551551737?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6891822470551551737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6891822470551551737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6891822470551551737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6891822470551551737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/crazy-couple-of-days-with-surprise.html' title='A crazy couple of days (with a surprise), ending nicely :-)'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6199274253062004737</id><published>2011-03-07T11:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T21:31:03.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An uneventful Monday with no surprises</title><content type='html'>Colloquium (One of the guys brought cookies because he's running for senator... it's incentive. :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch with Shu-Fen! Brought my Chinese book so she could see what level I'm at -- she wants to help me learn more :-) It's pretty awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CACM -- we're learning about negotiations right now. A lot of it actually sounds like when that guy came to our church and like, the leaders had a brainstorming session of having elephant rides out front for VBS. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework. Read Education book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner with  Michelle, Alyssa, Maegan, and Nick. It was fun! I want to do that every week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted with my mother before they started a moooovie. Got to talk about rooming and classes and such. Can't wait to go home this weekend :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework. Bleh. I forgot to work on a transitional exercise with a dude in my colloq class that's due tomorrow night, and now we have to work separately on it, which stinks. But hey, I'm ready for Education class tomorrow, which is sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosie's pizza for no reason whatsoever, except that Rachel R was hungry. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bed. Or so I'm assuming. I'm not there yet :-P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6199274253062004737?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6199274253062004737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6199274253062004737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6199274253062004737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6199274253062004737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/uneventful-monday-with-no-surprises.html' title='An uneventful Monday with no surprises'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6225096707564128255</id><published>2011-03-06T16:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:23:54.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy Sunday (with a surprise!)</title><content type='html'>Today: Woke up at 7, went to Starbucks for some awesome coffee and worship leader core time. That went until 9:30 (later than usual) and then I went to Greaseway for the spring break trip meeting with h2o. Emily M, the Brewers, Nick, Emily R, Kayla and Adrienne are going. And me. And 13 Chinese people. And 12 other people. It'll be a great time. More details on Tues. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home. Homework. Asian for lunch (Absolutely NO ONE in line, not even getting their veggies stir-fried or anyone! I love weekends at like 2 pm!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework. Talked to Katie for like 2 seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h2o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who I saw at h2o??? My father came up and surprised me! I was just chilling there playing Everlasting/From the Inside Out, and then I look over and my Dad is standing over to the side!! :-D That was fun to see him. And to get a hug from him and Abby :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad i'm not playing piano for a while! I've played for a total of... (if you count last sunday too) 15 hours? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 last Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 on Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 on Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 on Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 on Saturday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 on Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup.  Actually, my foot cramped up a bit during tech rehearsal for the last song. because I think I had been hitting it with the pedal in the same place on my sole/arch for 15 hours in the past week, and it was finally finished. Or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah! Didn't see Andy today... Amber from my education class said she was going to come too, but I guess she had too much homework -- that's what she said might happen. Of course, she's also one of those people that things just seem to happen a lot -- kinda like Angie and Jason a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the hub and hung out with awesome people and found out that Katy W has a roommate??? We've been hanging out all week what with music and all, and I never heard about this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos. I'm still just 11 dollars over what the premium plus people need to stay on track, so I guess it's good that I haven't gotten even farther behind, but still! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should have coffee every morning at Jazzman's. That would be fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty peeps! Have a good week, I may or may not blog. I never know how busy I'll be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6225096707564128255?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6225096707564128255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6225096707564128255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6225096707564128255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6225096707564128255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/busy-sunday-with-surprise.html' title='A busy Sunday (with a surprise!)'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8126896239292794513</id><published>2011-03-05T21:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:16:35.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so a LOT happened in the past 27 ish hours :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left for women's weekend around 5ish in Sarah H's tiny little car with a guitar (Katie's guitar, actually) in the backseat with three people underneath it. Yeah, it was cramped! Thank goodness it was only 10 min away! I would have gotten claustrophobic if it had been any farther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up, practice, (Tyler helped out even though he's a boy, because he knows how to make wires do what he wants them to do :-P ), unpack, eat (for me at least -- Rachel F brought me a wrap :-), made "Begs," according to Sarah DeW, even though really we were making bags for mailboxes. Sarah is from Wisconsin. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I practiced a little Scottish dancing with Elsa -- it's so much work! I was sooo out of breath, and my legs were burning! Yes, I think it's a good form of exercise :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First session was so awesome! We played a couple songs, then Eva introduced our speaker -- it would probably be like me introducing Emily M in ten years :-P Except that Eva was the "hype guy."  she started out normal Eva, then she took off her jacket to reveal a long sleeve shirt with "Michelle" written across the front, gets a sweat band around her head that has "Michelle" on it and starts going "Here with us tonight..... Aaaaalllll the way from Orlaannndo florida! She's funny! She's ___!" Goes on... then at the end when she says Michelle's name, she rips off one of her sleeves to reveal a marker heart tattoo with Michelle in the middle -- Soooooo funny! I didn't have my camera at that time, which really was a bummer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle talked about her own testimony first session. It was really good! I'm not going to repeat it all here, but if you talk to me, I can give you the gist of it later :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some prayer time and quiet time. Then we hung out. I checked out different rooms in Lake for Elsa so she knew what was open. :-) There were still 5 rooms open on the first floor! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted, had band practice, then Elsa told me that Sarah DeW had picked the room like 2 doors down from me, and that she had told Joyce (who she's rooming with next year), who was going to pick the room Sat morning that Joyce should pick the one in the middle! We were sooo excited!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, and I can't wait anymore to tell you the end of that story :-P The first three rooms on the first floor of Lake is going to be Sarah DeW and Erin (from NZ), Elsa and Joyce, and Michelle and me!! It's all official now! --seriously, everyone is booked, there's no questions about it! AAAHHH So excited! The other exciting news is that there's only like 5 or 6 other rooms on the entire floor (short wing of girls) So we're hoping to get to know the other rooms really well too! But seriously, it's going to be like the Johnson third floor! :-D SO STOKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... played Ninja, wrote encouraging notes, went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up, ate breakfast, hung out, second session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also fun. She talked about the crazy Jacob-Leah-Rachel drama. Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More prayer reflection and quiet times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hang out. I forgot to mention earlier that when I was going up to dinner, I met Rachel and Sarah DeW in the hall -- and Sarah's hair looked like Rita's (Hard to explain... basically it's like a faux hawk but forward more? It was cool.) Rachel's was parted way on the side then the top was teased really high. :-D They're so weird, love it. Later Elsa shows up with Princess Lea braids But I tell you this because I tell them, I feel like I should have a funky hair-do, and then they get all excited, sit me down and try to do Farrah Fawcett. When that doesn't work (my hair was too long), they tried to do a twisty type pony tail. Then they settled on three ponytails down the back of my head -- you'll see pictures. It wasn't actually as bad as it sounds -- looked like one very long ponytail that started really high, that's all. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch. General merrymaking :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third and final session. Music. Michelle talked more about the Jacob story -- but the hope of it, not just the drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of music! I seriously wouldn't have been able to tackle it all if Jesus hadn't been helping. He kept reminding me what needed to come next :-) OH I realized that I CAN change the key of the piano, so now I don't have to transpose everything! I probably still will, just so that I can keep practicing changing keys and stuff, but if something is awkward or whateves, I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; change it, which is nice :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pack up and head home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the events for the most part. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's been a couple things that have struck me over the course of the last day ish. Ok, more than a couple :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, I will not be on facebook as much anymore. It's been taking up too much of my time. It's good, but not worth &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; much time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, God loves me lots! (understatement of the millennium)! In so many ways, his love is huge! It's constant, it's not based on actions, it's crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three, I love these women sooo much. There were times during the reflection/quiet times that I wasn't focusing on GOD per se, but just looking around the room, realizing that I loved every girl in that room, because they loved God and it was beautiful to see :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's some of them, at least. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm SOO excited about living in Lake next year! This is going to be the bestest time ever!! Elsa's going to teach me how to play the violin and do some scottish dancing, Sarah will make everyone's hair crazy looking :-P and yeah... it'll be good times :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's cool to see what's been happening in other people's lives too! This weekend was powerful. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, the hairdos was a lot of fun! lots of hairspray. :-) they ran out of bobby pins. OH! I forgot, they made Rita an afro! :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner with Whitney. It was fun to hang out and talk about stuff. Some of it was really random. Like how the couch in Greaseway looks like our old blue couch with the subtle dots and diamonds :-) But not as sad and saggy as ours got :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realized, I use a lot of :-) :-P and :-D. Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think I'll stop there and go to bed! It's going to be a semi busy day tomorrow :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8126896239292794513?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8126896239292794513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8126896239292794513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8126896239292794513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8126896239292794513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/womens-weekend.html' title='Women&apos;s Weekend!!!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3389652567130709611</id><published>2011-03-02T10:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T10:43:17.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday and Tuesday, and I agree with Matt</title><content type='html'>Monday:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class, lunch with Michelle, class, went to Jazzman's with Caleb and saw Rachel F and Sarahbeth... homework...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly realized I had band practice that night for next Sunday (yes, playing two weeks in a row). Scramble getting the travel report for music done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band practice was fun! We (aka Ivan) made up an AWESOME pre-jam. Katy said once I came in with the Accordion setting on the piano, it sounded like a pirate shanty. Yup! But it's really going to be called "The Vowel Song." Yesss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work on travel report late at night. Go to bed while Rachel R continues skyping with her friend. I must say, she's considerate though -- the moment I got into bed, she switched to typing on her side and put headphones in so her friend could keep talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up and my roommate is still skyping with her friend. She pulled her first all-nighter! (she says with excitement). Didn't do it because of homework, did it for the heck of it :-) It makes me laugh... I love it though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to our first class. After class, she went and took a nap and I kept going to classes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prentice lunch was fun with Bethany and Whitney as always. And my grilled cheese :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese was good. I like that class :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Education was actually ok! They were giving out candy for positive reinforcement. Thankfully they didn't take it away to demonstrate punishment! haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Run up to the third floor to give Abigail my music book so that she could use it for her music class that she's just now starting. Apparently some AP credits didn't transfer, so she has to take one more 3-credit class in order to graduate. Yay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Sarah W beat me to it, so instead I ran back down and grabbed my camera because they were trying to have a fashion show with a full card. Doesn't work as well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner with Michelle at the hub. It was a ton of fun, because now that we knew we were future roommates, we were having pre-roommate-bonding-time. We talked about how we would have to scale the cuteness back when other people were around so they wouldn't be driven away by the sweetness of it all... haha! Saw Emily M there, told her we were rooming together -- she was happy to hear it. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band practice &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; for women's weekend this time. I played 1:30-8 on Sunday, 8-10 on Monday, 8-10:15 on Tuesday, then I will play a session on Friday and maybe 2 or 3 on Saturday, and then again 4:30-7:30 on Sunday! Whew! It'll be a lot of fun, but I think my left leg is already getting tired from it! (I play standing up and use my right foot for the pedal, so I don't put much weight on it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bed. Rachel was in bed before me, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH I forgot to tell you the most interesting parts of the last two days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been wearing a shirt that says "I agree with Matt" on it -- looks like the facebook profile pic I have. Matt is a senior psychology student who is a Christian, and he's going to be talking on Thursday about it and stuff, and probably opening it up for discussion with peoples. It's really cool! Wearing a shirt is a good way to spread the advertisements about I agree with Matt, but it's also a way to strike up conversations with people. They've had a table at the Kiva, and I've heard some cool discussions with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I've mostly just told people what it is and they say, oh, that's cool. Usually it's not a good time to ask follow up questions and such, but one of my classmates in education said she's been wanting to go to h2o but she's always doing homework. I told her to get ahead :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's interesting. The first day I wore it on Monday, I felt like I was wearing this ridiculously bright target that everyone was noticing me and stuff. But yesterday it was no big deal, though I always got excited when I saw another shirt in a class or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, that's that, I have to get finished getting ready for class now. Thought I'd drop a line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a thick line, but whatever. Thick or long? I don't know... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3389652567130709611?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3389652567130709611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3389652567130709611' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3389652567130709611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3389652567130709611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/03/monday-and-tuesday-and-i-agree-with.html' title='Monday and Tuesday, and I agree with Matt'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6674877013200711993</id><published>2011-02-27T23:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:58:29.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update...</title><content type='html'>So this weekend started Friday morning when we got ANOTHER snow day!! :-D It makes me happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hard to walk to Starbucks, but we (Rachel F and I) went anyways. Got some coffee and did some homework, etc etc. It was fun to just sit and chat and get some stuff done. It's such an awesome little coffeeshop, though crowded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to Mike's place with 14 other people, which was really really fun! I ate chocolate chip pancakes. They were delish. :-D Mike's place has a weird sense of humor. Very sarcastic and funny, although a little offensive if you're a feminist haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls night at the Frank's house! We did riddles and stuff... at the end, we did the game where you go around the circle and make a story, but each person just says one word. It wasn't a story... it was a collection of completely ridiculous statements that hardly made sense. Though there were some times that the language nerd came out in me because I got really excited when we were discussing what was an adverb and adjective and where punctuation should go... ok, not really excited, but more excited than I should have been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday: Homework. Skype with the family minus Katie. I didn't get nearly as much homework done as I wanted/should have, but oh well... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went on a tour of Lake with the awesome realtor, Whitney. Michelle was definitely not shy in wandering around and inspecting things, which was awesome. :-) I think I'll like living in Lake, if I can get in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: Hardly have any time for homework, so I didn't bother. Knew I wouldn't get much done anyways. Music practice at the franks, music practice/tech rehearsal at Bowman, actual h2o at bowman... Yeah, that spans 6 hours of purely practicing and doing. Wow. It was good though. I actually had plenty of time then to worship God, so that's cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung out for the longest time... went to the hub and got a sub and talked with some awesome h2o girls, then &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I'm here, and I'm going to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps I really don't like this travel report thing, can't wait for it to be over... Trying to figure out logistics. Ridiculously detailed. Ok, complaining is done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6674877013200711993?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6674877013200711993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6674877013200711993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6674877013200711993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6674877013200711993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/02/quick-update.html' title='quick update...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2104131633738742763</id><published>2011-02-23T23:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:48:33.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An account of the interesting bits of the day...</title><content type='html'>Today, I &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got up somewhat early, so I actually had time to put in contacts and straighten my hair... and because I felt like it, I didn't wear a hat. It was kinda refreshing to have nothing near my face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate lunch with Whitney at Prentice -- it was super crowded and noisy because there were a lot of high school students there :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class -- got some comments about no hat and straightened hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class -- got some comments about no hat and contacts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chat with Emily and Michelle -- I believe some comments about the no hat :-) It was a good chat -- lots to think about (WHY is there no time to think in college? Who'd've thunk I'd say that, right? But it's troo! I don't know why I just spelled true troo...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play piano at Verder ahhhh.... very nice. I think I'm ready for playing on Sunday... I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner with Rachel at Greaseway (also busy -- "soul food" dinner night...) Which was also fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Invisible Children meeting. Once again, lots to think about. Yeah. I was surprised how many people I knew there (Whitney and other h2o people, Alyssa from colloq and FYE, and Dan from FYE [not Dann from astronomy]). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The M&amp;amp;Ms were also good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Whitney twice today! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boring stuff. Facebooked some pictures of me without a hat or glasses, because Joyce demanded to see them. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to call home to chat, but the day got away from me. I think my CACM test went well, in case you were wondering. Nothing to worry about there. I have a quiz tomorrow in Education class that I'm a little more worried about, because Anne's in-class quizzes are tough because you can't use your book. Beh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm done typing now becasue Im makeing a lot of typso. Yeah. Obviously. &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/12320693-2104131633738742763?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2104131633738742763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2104131633738742763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2104131633738742763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2104131633738742763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/02/account-of-interesting-bits-of-day.html' title='An account of the interesting bits of the day...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4011614072863791705</id><published>2011-02-09T00:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T01:27:08.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's too late to blog, but oh well.</title><content type='html'>I think the next few posts will be kinda like this... because I have quite a few things coming up...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT::: I meant by "this" to be short and to the point and not much detail, because I have lots of tests and projects coming up. But the following is a FAIL of the above disclaimer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday: Class, talked to the prof, apparently I was making a big deal out of nothing... some of the more crazy suggestions she made last Friday were more just suggestions that she was probably glad I didn't go with? I dunno... But she was afraid that I was going to change my topic, and I'm like &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;. I'll just keep my survey population solely to Kent State and just see how that goes and make adjustments if need be. Cool. (That was mostly for my mother, if there are readers out there going... "huh??" It's no big deal).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch with Whitney and said hibye to Michelle. then said bye to Whitney and hi to Katy W and Matt B.  It was some good times. :-) Whitney told me everything she has to check and recheck and do before she can get a plane of the ground. It's a crazy long list. Now I kinda understand why you get into the plane and then sit around forever before we even taxi to the runway. Or something. It might be different for commercial, but still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework and class. and homework. But I also goofed off and did other stuff too because I didn't really have that much homework. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner with Andy. Talked about food (wow, big surprise :-P He always talks about food haha) and I forget what else (ok, so he doesn't always talk about food. I just have a bad memory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band practice! It was fun. Kayla, Katy, Ivan, Lauren, and Matt were all there. I haven't been around Matt much in the past, but now I had Sunday dinner, Monday lunch, and band practice with him, and I think his vocabulary is voluminous. And quite awesome. Sometimes it's even cosmically hilarious. :-) But no, we had fun playing and I got to goof around with some of the different piano effects, like rock organ. Oh yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and we hid under the stairs. "We" meaning Lauren, Katy and me. There was a trunk and some other stuffs in there, but we fit! we might have fit one more, but it would have been awkwardly squished.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework, bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday (today!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got up at 7 because i knew if I set the alarm for 8 I wouldn't wake up, but if I set it for 7 I would. Then I had more time. Is that weird? Yes. Does it make logical sense? Not in the slightest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to class, but since it was FREEZING COLD OUTSIDE, I got a coffee at prentice between classes. Went back to my room dump lots of milk and some sugar into it, and I rush off to class. By the time I get there and get settled and take a sip, it's cold. I shouldn't have put so much cold milk in it for one thing, but I like to assume it was the weather, not my brilliant ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch with Bethany and Whitney, Chinese, Education (which was mostly meeting with mentors, and realizing why my prof needs mentors: To interpret everything she says, because she's so scattered sometimes). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a conflict styles assessment. For you CACM people, I am avoiding by 11 out of 12, accomodating 9, collaborative 6ish if I remember correctly, compromising 4 and assertive 1. Yep. Assertive: ONE.  That means I don't ever push for my way no matter what. Which I will take as a good thing :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner at damon's with Michelle, Kait, and Caleb. Damon's doesn't do a very good job of getting orders right. There's always like one thing wrong with it, unless it's something simple, like potato skins. But yeah. I got a salad, and they gave me plain ranch dressing instead of southwestern... but Michelle got the exact same thing and she got southwestern, but no corn mix. But since we're college students and we don't really care and we just want to eat and we're not "really" paying for it, we don't bother to complain. (I don't know why I bothered to even tell you that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had an interesting conversation about anger and the lack of it around the Yackley house. Kait said she can't picture Kaite or I getting angry. Frustrated or annoyed, yes, but not angry. Yeah, it was funny. Trying to figure out who would blow up and who would just keep grudges forever if Kait did something drastic. :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read Katie's blog and went through pictures. Ridiculous! Jealous much? yes, a bit. the Eiffel TOWER! :-) glad she had a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework. finally get started on studying for Nutrition. I'll be doing that ALL day tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake (yeah, Jacob the now bleach blonde dude) and Justin (Rachel's friend) came and hung out for a bit, mostly to talk to Rachel about Magik (some card battle game, kinda like Pokemon but cooler), and just chill. They didn't stay long because everyone had homework to do, but it was a nice study break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now it's super late. Brilliant idea, Me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaand off to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, before I take off, I would like to say that I'm sorry to hear about the furnace, and I hope it gets fixed SOON! It's cold out there! And I had to laugh when I saw Abby posted something on her blog. :-P Congrats dear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4011614072863791705?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4011614072863791705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4011614072863791705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4011614072863791705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4011614072863791705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-too-late-to-blog-but-oh-well.html' title='It&apos;s too late to blog, but oh well.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-1388672160761123556</id><published>2011-02-06T23:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T00:14:53.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Game of Mustard... Oh Wait, Wrong Condiment.</title><content type='html'>I'm just going to do bare bones post like Katie, but maybe with a little more life... but I'm not going to ever make this full blown with pictures because it isn't nearly as exciting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday: Sleep in. Homework. Chuck, I believe. Hang out with Michelle and Emily. Dinner with Rachel. Go to her room and hang out. Read a whole chapter for Education because totally forgot we needed to do that. Bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday: CLASS. EWWW. Turn in Nutrition project, get grade back for Music quiz (not bad), lunch with Whitney, Bethany, Katy, Lauren, and Sarah W, Chinese (fun as always), Ed -- not terrible. We had the prof look over our unit plan and she pointed out several things that needed changed, so that's good. At least we didn't have to turn it in that way :-) Homework. Dinner at the hub with international students (no, actually, that's what it was supposed to be, but only Andy showed up. It was cool though -- quite fun!)  Lifegroup. Talked about how to turn commands into actions. Bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday: Class. Lunch with Yukie and her roommate, Kimberly, who is from Puerto Rico. It was a lot of fun! Chinese. Good times. The summer two week (maybe) thingy they are getting together is for this summer! So I think I should probably get a passport. They won't ever get cheaper, and it's about time. Even if it doesn't actually come through. It'll be nice to have. Homework. stuff. I can't remember. I feel like I was working on something, but I can't really remember. It might have just been homework. No lo se. Ah well. Met Rachel and Sony (Rachel's friend from Haiti at Rachel's dorm and we walked over to the Luther House for the Chinese New Years celebration there. Sat with Andy, ate some dumplings, saw Kei and Keiko (from the Halloween party), practiced Chinese... it was a good time. Even taught some Chinese to Rachel and Sony. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Monster's Inc in the Kiva with Rachel, Max, dude who's name I always forget, Joyce, and Elsa!  It was so good! I forgot how cute Boo is, and how awesome the ending is :-D I'm glad they don't show Boo right then at the end. *singing* &lt;i&gt;put that thing back where it came from or so help me!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;So help me, so help me, and &lt;/i&gt;cut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday: Sleep in, rearrange room with Kait and Nick (who came in the nick of time, right when I was about to drop the bed), and later Hannah H. Pictures are on Facebook. Took up a good portion of the day... but still time for Skyping with the fam and Karen kids and homework. Damon's for Sarah W's birthday party. Their mac n cheese is basically like Stouffer's but different ish. But YUMMY. Sat near Hannah H, Matt B, Katy W, and Nick. Matt told me of the time that he called either everybody or just Katie Depraved because they didn't know something. And Katie just about died laughing. He says he can't remember if he knew it was the wrong word or not. Deprived. One letter, totally different meaning. Matt likes to say that some things are cosmically hilarious. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the dorm to play games in the lounge. a 100 piece puzzle, and Scrabble, to be exact. Lauren and I lost by a lot. We had ALL VOWELS at one point, but we didn't switch them out. People would ask, "who's turn is it?" and 80% of the time, it was ours. C'mon, and getting a Q at the end there? at lease we had a U, but it didn't really help matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Katy wanted to watch a movie, and since I was feeling spontaneous, we watched How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. On my semi lofted bed.  Good movie. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... TODAY! Wow....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: Woke up late (big surprise) and did homework. and did homework. Had Linner at Einsteins. Went to an early version of church (4:30) where Mark B  spoke on the use of our words. Important stuffs. chatted with Emily while we waited till 6:35 to make sure there wasn't anyone who forgot it was an early church service. Then we went to the superbowl party! Nick should have pictures. The hallway was covered with shoes. It was great! Sat with Amber for a bit, played Farkle for a bit, ate pizza and hershey's kisses for a bit, chatted with Michelle for a bit... Yup, great time. Most people were happy with the outcome of the game. I'm pretty much indifferent. Like Abby, I mostly worry about OSU, because the browns never get anywhere anyways... haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home, take pics of the room and post them, and now I'm posting this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And from now on, I hope to stay more on top of blogging so I might be able to actually tell stories. We were talking at the party about Katie's ability to tell stories on her blog so well. Hannah H is trying to catch up, and she just read about the disgusting bird story. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaannnd now it's late, and I have class in the morning. Whaaaat???!! (minion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-1388672160761123556?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/1388672160761123556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=1388672160761123556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1388672160761123556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1388672160761123556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/02/quick-game-of-mustard-oh-wait-wrong.html' title='A Quick Game of Mustard... Oh Wait, Wrong Condiment.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8015270930792763767</id><published>2011-02-03T23:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T00:20:33.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of class and a day of ice.</title><content type='html'>Monday: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class, QUICK lunch in the second floor market, Perc session (which went well! I think I found more articles, and if I need more, I know where to go now!), second class, homework... I can't remember who I had dinner with... if anyone. Oh! No. I had pancakes from home :-) so I could get my nutrition project done. Yup. Stayed up late completing that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get a text at 7 in the morning that just said, "SNOW DAY!" and I checked the advisory and went back to bed. :-) Then when I got up, I looked outside, and it didn't seem like there was any reason for a snow day... apparently it was freezing rain pretty badly that early morning bit, so they cancelled. ALL DAY! My roommate woke up and thought that she had missed our first class, but no :-) I thought she knew, because she got a text around the same time I did, and she looked at it and went back to bed... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to breakfast with the lovely Whitney and the awesome Bethany at Eastway. We got there at like 1045 and left around 1. Yup. It was fun. we just talked and ate eggs and donuts and had a great time! Talked about the Core retreat some. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I did some homework. Yup. That's correct. And I skyped with the fam, just to talk about housing stuffs I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dinner" (aka lunch) with Michelle and Judi at the hub -- we got asian because there was ABSOLUTELY NO LINE! I mean, it was 4, but STILL!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group meeting with people for education class. We got our unit plan figured out... somewhat. It was funny though, because by that time it was freezing raining again, and one of the girls lived across campus, so we skyped with her, except my sound wasn't working, and so we also called her and put her on speaker phone. Then we could see her and hear her... and then we worked on the unit plan on Google docs. Hah! (emily style) I think it was ridiculous how many forms of communication we were using. What up??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brownie night. It was pretty slow, because Tiffany couldn't come, and a lot of people were off places. We knocked on every single door on the first floor johnson and still had like 3 brownies left. We managed to get them off our hands, but it was harder than usual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We needed to wash the last plate, and Kait and Katy weren't back yet, so I went looking for them... and found them in my Reader Abroad's room, watching what not to wear! I returned the plates and watched WNTW. There was a crazy girly girl who liked sparkles and bows and bleach blonde hair and a spray tan and pink, and a bump for her hair, and extensions. And she pursed her lips weird. It took a while to get through to her...  but the part that I liked the best was when Carmandy took off all her makeup and fake eyelashes and then put just a leetle beet of makeup on and she was &lt;i&gt;gorgeous&lt;/i&gt;. But she didn't like it because it was such a change... but she did agree to leave it made under for 24 hours, just to make sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kait and I played on the ice a bit. I take that back, Kait played in the ice, I took pictures. :-) and video. Of an awesome dude skating on the sidewalk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, too late.. good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8015270930792763767?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8015270930792763767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8015270930792763767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8015270930792763767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8015270930792763767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-class-quick-lunch-in-second.html' title='A day of class and a day of ice.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3212444261204814535</id><published>2011-02-02T23:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:09:23.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Core Retreat</title><content type='html'>I have been putting off blogging, becasue I want to talk about the core retreat, so here goes.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night, Steve H spoke about what God wants. He looked up all the verses that God says he wants something. It was really cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. God wants my heart. ps 51:16-17. God doesn't want spiritual acts... he wants your heart. It's like the kids who just yell at each other "I'm SORRY..." "I for GIVE you!". And they're still mad. That's doing the spiritual act without the right attitude. How you view God will determine whether you give God your heart or just lip service. Jesus wants to be with you (John 17:24). Not you to do stuff for him, but to be with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about giving your heart to him. Dream about what life would look like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. God wants you to be holy in conduct. Amos 5:21-24. God is holy. He wants us to admire that and imitate that. Jeremiah 7:22-24; I Thess 4:3; John 13:34-35. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about living a life of character... of holiness... of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. God wants justice. Isaiah 1:11-17. about 16,000 kids die a day due to hunger related causes. There are more slaves today than ever in history. more than 50% of them are kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream of ridding the world of extreme poverty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream of creating a culture where children are no longer abuse, emotionally, physically or sexually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream of abolishing sexual slavery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about comforting the oppressed, the hurting, and the suffering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. God wants everyone to be saved. It's the most audacious dream ever. Ezekiel 33:10-11; 1 Tim 2:3-6; Luke 13:34. There is so much potential to reach the world! We have 6 billion, almost 7 billion people on this planet. it took from Adam and Eve to 1804 to get to one billion people. 1927 is two billion. now we're at 6 billion, almost 7. We could double the population of heaven much more easily! 2 Peter 3:3-4, 8-12. "usher in" -- you can make the end come faster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about reaching the world with the gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about ushering the return of Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about being the last generation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream about being one last great generation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, this one was my favorite. The last two really got to me a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast (singing to Michelle for her birthday), worship, Mike K, 7 min break, worship, Neil K, lunch, free time (Jesus time, hanging out watching people play basketball/horse), worship, John F, an hour of worship, dinner, drive, home, unpack, bed. Yup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike K talked about Greatness through Character. I won't go such in depth with him, because I'm running out of time... haha. If you want me to, tell me and I'll copy my notes sometime. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, he focused on four aspects of character development: Provision of character development that comes only from God, Promises of character development -- doesn't just make you Christ-like, you get to know Jesus! the Goal of character development, which is to get to know Jesus, and the beauty and simplicity of the gospel, that it's a relationship with God as a father-child, not master-servant, because of Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neil was FUNNY! I am an AWESOME fisherman. I am so AWESOME!  -- he had to help a kid who kept saying that and tangling up his line... Neil hated serving right then... but man was it funny! So yeah, Neil was talking about being a servant when you are not gifted in that area -- to have the heart of the servant -- who's doing the work of God? and talking about how discouraging? Not always fun? Service is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunch was chicken fingers for me... yay! Free time was fun too.  I'll put up pictures so you can see how the dorm/ thing was laid out. Basically it was a gym on the first floor and then the second floor was basically a ring of balcony above the gym, and so you could walk out your door and look over the railing and see people playing basketball. But that also meant that people were playing basketball till 3 in the morning and you could hear it from your room easily. Not so much fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John F was really funny too! he talked about spiritual disciplines when you are not disciplined... like you don't like the idea of waking up early to read your bible, and you fail at prayer journals and highlighting your bible different colors to represent different aspects of God and stuff... and you feel guilty about it. he called it "The Slacker's Guide to Knowing God." Basically he more talked about WHY you want to know God, rather than HOW. When he got to the how at the end, the only things he said was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Read your bible as God's message to you, the primary wisdom to base your entire life upon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Pray to God with your real, raw thoughts and emotions and let him humble and mold you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Connect your life with many godly Christians so that they can help you see god's goodness and power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yup. Good speakers. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And good band, seriously! Michigan is awesome in that respect :-P We took communion and worshiped for an hour... it was a great experience. I felt like at one point I forgot to think about how I looked, or what the band was doing, and I was able to focus on the words, and the truth behind them. There were a lot of unfamiliar songs, but sooo many GOOD ones! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we walk outside and it's still light outside! Usually those things happen at 11 at night, not 4 in the afternoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the time was uneventful... talked about the retreat and what we learned and stuff at dinner and on the way home... and rocked it out to Bohemian Rhapsody too... haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Katie and Dad: I saw the megabus on the way there... it said it was going to Toledo. This was at like 6 or 7, so yeah, it wasn't same time or anything, but it was fun to look at! it really DOES look like the Knight bus! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm. I think that's it from me for tonight. Back to school tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... I think&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/12320693-3212444261204814535?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3212444261204814535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3212444261204814535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3212444261204814535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3212444261204814535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/02/core-retreat.html' title='The Core Retreat'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3061231923150510895</id><published>2011-01-30T23:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:51:49.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirst-day and the beginnings of a great retreat</title><content type='html'>I will not get to my awesome weekend, but I thought I'd get right up to it.... haha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I did not want to get up. I was in bed contemplating what class I could possibly skip... but instead I went to all of them and actually stayed awake, though it was hard in music class because we watched a movie about Indian drumming patterns that were super cool... but the lights were off! oh no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch with Bethany and Whitney -- made me happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese was fun. We went "shopping." We were supposed to go real shopping with real money, but I think the teacher doesn't realize that nobody has random stuff laying around their dorm room that they can sell, so we all brought candy from like Munchies, and pretty much exchanged that... It worked, but we didn't really know words for "piece of candy" and "trade" -- we knew the chinese money and give and give change. It was still an entertaining time. Lots of laughing. I think for the most part we just laugh if we're not sure what's going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really made me think of Alex though, because he's actually over there doing all this stuff and surviving... and able to take visitors all over the city! Sooo cool! And Katie's sorta doing the same thing in France (but she doesn't have to bargain... that's the main thing I was thinking about).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between chinese and education, I saw Drolma in the education building! It was fun to say hi to her -- and I invited her to dinner :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Education -- we planned part of the unit plan. I didn't realize teaching first graders would be hard, but it's hard to think of things that are appropriate for their age level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did homework (nutrition project). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had dinner with Andy, Yu, Kei, Drolma, and Andy's conversation partner... can't remember her name... Oh!  Ellen. Yup. It was a good time! Laughed a lot, teased Andy a lot because all he talks about is food :-P Just different food, what's exotic for different cultures, interesting stuff like that, but haha, that's also what we talked about last week! And it just made me laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also helped him with his homework a bit... tried to explain some things, but I had to wikipedia some of it (like intrinsic and extrinsic knowledge?? It took me a while to explain that one. Apparently I just know it intrinsically). I'm impressed -- he's reading a textbook in English that is difficult enough for ME to read! I couldn't imagine doing it in like Spanish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lifegroup planning, waited around for people to come... played the piano there in the lounge at Verder! It's pretty nice. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lifegroup! We split... I think I said that. But we split -- no, "multiplied" into two sub life groups. Though that sounds like we all have sub-par lives... Basically we're doing what we did last year, just with consistently the same people so we can get to know each other betterer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun. But I was falling asleep, so I went back to my room and went to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, I had class, (which went well, it was just research reports, and I have a Perc session lined up so she was happy :-P). Yukie had overslept and wasn't getting lunch, so I just ate lunch by myself which gave me time to study Chinese more. Soooo awesome to just go in and take a Chinese test going, "eh, well, if I don't do well, I know what I need to learn. But I think I've learned something, so I'll see if it's worth anything." NO stress, no staying up late studying everything. It was lovely. Exactly &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; I'm auditing the class :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took the test. I'm pretty sure if I were to get a grade, it would be an A. We shall see Tuesday at the earliest.  (y) &lt;-- thumbs up [Skype]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packed for the Core retreat. Got a visit from Kait, which was fun. She was borrowing the extra sleeping bag and chatted a bit while I continued stuffing things in my backpack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we met up with the rest of the peoples and drove... and drove... and got Burger King and drove.... and drove... and the session was supposed to start at 9, and we got there at like 9:10, and it was on time. :-( We were hoping it was on GCM time. But that would have just made everyone waiting antsy, so it's ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got registered and just started worshiping and such and... I think... I think I'll finish the night off just running through what we did, and I'll talk more about Saturday and the impacts and such tomorrow or sometime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Steve H spoke. It was AWESOME! My favorite of the whole retreat, and it was the first one! :-) But the others were pretty awesome as well :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we worshiped some more! and then we unloaded the cars and "hauled" (that's a shout out to my awesome grandma :-P ) it all to our building. Tiedown/breakdown/breakout session time. pretend we're going to stay up "really late" hanging out, realize we're all really tired and go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall post pictures after the next post. There aren't that many, so don't get too excited :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah bed. I want to sleep now! Good night all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3061231923150510895?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3061231923150510895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3061231923150510895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3061231923150510895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3061231923150510895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/01/thirst-day-and-beginnings-of-great.html' title='Thirst-day and the beginnings of a great retreat'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8645265832221763208</id><published>2011-01-26T23:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:03:01.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wednesday that was pretty good :-P</title><content type='html'>Today was an interesting day. I kind of woke up earlier, so that was good... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colloq was fun, nothing really new to report except that we actually have to do some writing soon... like mid feb. Boo... but I suppose it's ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the study abroad fair in the Student Union. Found a Summer China program that sounds really exciting. I really want to do it, but the reality is, I'll probably not do it this year at least... but I really want to do it... but I would have done Honduras LT if I was going to do anything at all this summer besides &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;. Bah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch, Chinese, CACM. Tomorrow we're going to be buying and selling stuff in class, and all the cash I have on me is change. I don't think I'll be buying anything for more than 50 cents. I guess I just have to be really good at bargaining. haha! (but I don't have anything to sell! I should have brought my mom's jewelry up, except that everyone else is broke college students, so that doesn't really work too well.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted with Emily and Michelle, which was fun. Emily gave me more info on the spring break retreat, so I have a little more to work with now. I still have a few things to iron out (homework, what God wants me to do, things like that). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner with Kelsey, Maegan, Nick, and Michelle. We were all in a weird, goofy mood! It was great! I had a yummy brownie. I've been splurging lately on my calories. I think I'm afraid my nutrition project will tell me to eat more healthy, so I'm getting all the desserts out now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homework with Joyce and Elsa!!! It was fun! I actually got &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; things done, but we also just goofed off a bit. Jerry showed up for a game that he lost... he actually just gave up even though there was no checkmate because all he had left was a king. Against a queen, a knight, and a rook. yeah, he's dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;introduced Elsa to the wonderful Harry playing Harry Potter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played piano a little ourselves. (only 15 min, no worries). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm printing out powerpoints for nutrition.  So much easier to take notes this way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow... I hope it goes well. I have a feeling I'm never going to leave my education class without being a bit panicky. Too much to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to take a Chinese test on Friday without stressing about it with minimal preparation. Let's see if I over prepared last year! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night, peoples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8645265832221763208?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8645265832221763208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8645265832221763208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8645265832221763208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8645265832221763208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/01/wednesday-that-was-pretty-good-p.html' title='A Wednesday that was pretty good :-P'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7783001470201074733</id><published>2011-01-26T10:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:43:26.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I never know what to put here... Ok, fine. Title.</title><content type='html'>So. Tuesday was busy, but not bad. It was fun too...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a while to wake up. Boo for being tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class that ended early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class that was only a quiz so I was out of there in like 30 min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brunch (fruit and yogurt) with Bethany, then actual lunch (grilled cheese) with Bethany and Whitney. Whitney flew a bigger plane today, so she was excited about that/telling Bethany how different it is, especially when landing (She's a pilot. That's the answer for everything. haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Education. It went well. It was someone else's turn to lead the class in a discussion. Thank goodness! haha! They did a good job. After they were done, we started to talk about unit plans and lesson plans, and I think I still don't quite get the logistics of it all... but I don't think you really do until it's done. Which stinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did some homework, talked to dad, etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner -- went to eastway. I got to ask Nick about the last spring break trip, so I'll have a better idea of what to expect. I'm leaning towards going, but I'm not sure yet still. BAH. I'll talk to Emily later today (wed) so she can help me out, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone knocked on the door. I looked through the peephole and no one was there... then someone yelled, "IT"S MEEEE!!" Not really. But no one was there, except I saw a bit of shoe and a bit of pants to the side, and it turned out to be Whitney. she says, "I'm here to kidnap you." I yell NO! try to shut the door (why do they close so slowly??) gave up and clambered onto my bed. She chased me halfway up the ladder and made me go with her... to brownie night. It was fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was there, Katy gave me an exuberant hug because I was going to the retreat this weekend... and they said my eyes popped out (britni and whitney) I was more excited and couldn't breathe, so yeah haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got a cookie straight from the oven and got really hyper and did a happy dance because it was WARM! and Whitney laughed at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw Katy's new room, did some rounds on my floor with Tiffany and Amy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, a mediocre day with an awesome night  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad to hear my Reader Abroad is doing well... don't get sick, hope the class can be changed, and tell me, have you seen any berets at all yet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7783001470201074733?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7783001470201074733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7783001470201074733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7783001470201074733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7783001470201074733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-never-know-what-to-put-here-ok-fine.html' title='I never know what to put here... Ok, fine. Title.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-428742456618690872</id><published>2011-01-24T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:25:29.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the second monday, but the third week.</title><content type='html'>Sooo Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to get up. It was 9 and I still didn't want to get up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally got out of bed at 9:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class, got out early (that's one good thing about Karman...), did some homework, went to Prentice, even though I wasn't really planning on eating with anyone... Prentice is just the place to be -- you're bound to see someone. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually saw Erin! and she asked how my Reader Abroad was doing, and I told her, and we were jealous together... Then I sat with Navs people for lunch. It was funny. It's interesting too how different the conversations are when there's a majority on the guy's side. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More homework, then CACM, which was fun as always... the projector did not feel like working, so it took a while to get started, which gave me some time to get my life in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after CACM, I went to the consultation for my nutrition project (more details!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand did homework. Or pretended to. I'm doing terribly lately with the whole productive thing. I've got stuff done for tomorrow though, so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is FB and Youtube so interesting???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the problem too was I could not focus on one piece of homework. Even though I wrote down everything I needed to do, I still couldn't get it out of my brain, so I would be doing one thing, then remember, "oh yeah! don't forget about this!" and I'd suddenly be doing what ever "this" was... Yeah. Tomorrow will be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner from Prentice (I indulged on some mozzarella sticks with my pasta... yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt B took me to music practice (but it's monday! I know! RA's have stuff to do on Tuesday, so we switched to monday... works for me!), and he sat in and played guitar without being plugged in, just to get the feel of the songs and such. Ivan drummed (yay!) and Brian Y played Electric. Kayla's leading, and Rushia is singing -- I think it's her first time, so she mostly hung out and sang without a mike just to figure out harmonies and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow it was 10:30 and time to leave. Rachel and Devon were watching the end of How to Train your Dragon (Rachel owns it! I might have to commandeer it sometime... hahahahah) and so I watched the big dragon fly around and stuff. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly it was 11 so I thought I'd blog and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps (I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; make this a habit) Yesterday Rachel got me a die with chinese characters instead of arabic numbers. It rocks. It's on my desk. :-) It's got red 一，二，三，四，五，and 六。Pretty sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-428742456618690872?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/428742456618690872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=428742456618690872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/428742456618690872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/428742456618690872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-second-monday-but-third-week.html' title='It&apos;s the second monday, but the third week.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2479688466033463717</id><published>2011-01-23T22:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:57:24.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time...</title><content type='html'>There was a girl. She went to college. She forgot to blog. The end. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos. I thought I'd blog about the last week, because I think it's eventful enough that I can actually remember it! yay! You don't have to read any of it unless you really want to know the mundane details of my life! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night I came back from home ( long weekend + forgot stuff + a need to regroup = definitely going home ), and unpacked and stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday I had classes all day with a lunch in between there with Bethany. And apparently, things aren't so easy to remember, because I can't remember what I did that night... I think I went to Eastway with Kelsey and that bunch. :-) Oh yeah, I was keeping track of what I was eating for nutrition, and Maegan accused me of doing homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did more homework, ate oreo's, and went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday I woke up later than I meant to because my phone fell off my bed and the back came off and the battery jumped out. Behind my desk. So it took about 30 minutes with a wire hanger to get it out. Thankfully I had the time!  I went to class, (including Chinese :-) met with Michelle and Emily, did some homework, then met Haley and Amber to figure out what we were going to discuss in EdPsych on Thursday. It was pretty crazy, kinda stressful, but it all worked out. I feel like there was a good balance of work and nobody was doing all the work, and somebody none :-)   ...  ... But it was a late night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I wake up to realize I had no time to do anything I needed to do for the discussion thing. So I skipped Chinese :-( I mean, audited classes are the first to go, but beh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I wasn't feeling the greatest. I ate cheerios and sprite all day, but it worked. I was able to get through the day without feeling too bad, so I'll take it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lovely family skyped together to get me some discussion questions and current events and moral support, so that was &lt;i&gt;awesome. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it went well. I survived, and the teacher said we were going to get top points. :-) Yay! Everything worked as planned, except for the timing. We were afraid it was going to go too short -- but instead, our "30 min" plan turned into 75 minutes! Yes! People were talking! And the game worked! Yes! It was catchphrase. With vocab from the chapter. Haley came up with it -- brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to see Rachel's new room layout, which is awesome and I wish I had. The bed is on top of the dresser and shelf, so it's like 4 feet off the ground. Then her desk is just against the wall. It's awesome! No loss of shelf space (although it is harder to get to...)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some homework time, I went to dinner with Andy, Yu and Kei. It was super fun! Andy is such a talker (usually about food) so I don't have to think of much to say, which is nice :-) He's a masters student now, and prrooooouuud of it! I laughed a LOT during that hourish. Sometime I'll remember what is so funny, and write it down for my Reader Abroad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lifegroup planning (I'm an apprentice now) and actual lifegroup. Our lifegroup finally split into two, so now it's two medium-sized lifegroups. It's a little sad, because a lot of my favorite people are in the other lifegroup (but a lot of my favorite people are in this lifegroup too, so I mean, it's a lose lose, win win situation). We talked about the last h2o sermon, which was about how we need to stop just liking Jesus, and actually live like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm. erm... hung out till 11. Bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was class, lunch with yukie (I like that girl), and more class. It was difficult to get through the blizzard on the way to class!!! The wind was blowing right in my face. Ew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I did homework and called la mama to see if I could get a sleeping bag for the retreat next weekend, and to figure out my plans for the night (andy had invited me to Korean night at the lutheran house, and h2o had girl's night at Scribbles). I decided on scribbles because Korean food would &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; have agreed with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before scribbles I went to the hub because I knew people would probably be there. They were. We hung out and ate and then went to scribbles! And got coffee! and hung out! And played Farkle! And I won! And then I colored on the paper tablecloth. Hence the name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damon's afterwards, hung out, talked about burnt onion loafs and I don't know what else. But it was a fun night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I slept... yumm... did homework until Kait kidnapped me ish not really. But it's fun to say. She came in and we talked and I showed her HARRY THE FLYING FINGERS!!! which will be at the end of this post.  We ate lunch in the Hub after talking to Whitney (WHO IS A PILOT!!) and Kristen (who isn't). Asian. Yes.... Icecream. Yess.... In front of the fireplace in the basement? Ohhhh yess... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piano randomness. Kait showed me the importance of closing your eyes or looking around so that you'll actually listen, especially if your fingers know what they are doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework. Dinner. (mac n cheese from home :-) Facebook and stupid stuff. Finally realize it's late and go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: Homework. around one I got my sleeping bag and took the padres and la hermanita to Subway :-) It was great to chat! Apparently they are going to do that more often, since it's two weeks in and I still haven't spent all my money from last semester. Yup. Sounds good to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they leave, I do some homework and then go to h2o! It was fun! Kait played piano, and when I walked in more than one person looked at me, then said, "Wait, you're not playing piano??" Because Kait was wearing a red hat and was pretty much wearing "a hannah outfit with a Kait twist")  Andrew introduced a new song, "Your love never fails" by Jesus Culture. AH mazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason talked about trials and James 1:2-4ish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well interest meetings and well mentor meetings, and spring break meetings. Hub. Chat with Rachel F's international friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come home. watch the Steeler's win (they're going to the Superbowl... yay...) (Actually, I could hardly care less)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I'm here. And I just realized I do &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; make interesting blog posts. Katie's are definitely more exciting (Not even the content part -- just the writing is more interesting :-P  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's almost midnight, like my roommate pointed out. Ew. Bedtime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Funny how the days got longer the more recent they became. note to self: Don't try to blog a whole week. better yet, just blog a bit every day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PwpBSHEHEek" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-2479688466033463717?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2479688466033463717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2479688466033463717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2479688466033463717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2479688466033463717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/01/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon a Time...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PwpBSHEHEek/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2001739303089242431</id><published>2011-01-09T07:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T07:36:08.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little update</title><content type='html'>Soooo&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie's off in France now (parley-voo fran-say?) (I can hear Katie cringe), and I'm packing up to go back to Kent after church. Pretty crazy! I'm actually (mostly) excited to go back, so that's good. I think if I had another week of break, I would probably go crazy, maybe. There's that bit of me that just likes to have nothing majorly important to do :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Break has been amazing. I've done a lot, rested a lot (who would've thunk I'd actually have to lie in bed for more than 5 minutes to fall asleep?!), and learned a lot. God has shown me quite a few things over the last few weeks, and I'm excited to see if I will act on them at Kent. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, can't say much now, because technically I should be getting ready for church, but I thought I'd get started on this, so maybe I'll actually continue it more (especially since Katie's in France). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm playing at church today, and the songs are fabulous! one way, Jesus paid it all, Ready now, Hungry, and Solution!!!!!!!!!!! I'm looking forward to it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-2001739303089242431?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2001739303089242431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2001739303089242431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2001739303089242431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2001739303089242431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-little-update.html' title='Just a little update'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3939365357549447191</id><published>2010-11-09T17:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:30:58.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ate with Judi and Kathleen, which was fun :-) I like those girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird that it's super dark at 6. I guess that's what happens every year, but it's always weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework... bed at an actual decent ish hour... 8 hours of sleep later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Good. Mostly talked about character mistakes and then took a quiz. She said English sentences and we wrote down Chinese. That's my favorite type of quiz :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education: Talked about immigrants and identity and what it means to be an American, and the whole fact that these students feel a sense of loss, like they have to give up who they were in order to become American. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Michelle and Emily (R not M). I like them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECC with Andy, Yu, Amanda, Drolma, Kei, Katie, Caleb, and me. :0) we just sat around a table outside and talked about hobbies. It was fun! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to the student center to have a conversation partner chat with Grace. It was fun! I thought that Grace was a boy, because in the email, the teacher said that we needed to meet so many times in order to "meet his assignment." So I'm like, ok, that's awkward, it's a boy with the name of Grace.... then I'm looking now that I know Grace really is a girl (and quite a nice one at that!), and I'm like, the teacher probably meant "this" assignment, but made a typo. Hah. So when I went to meet with Grace, I was looking around for a boy, but this girl was sitting there like she was waiting for someone. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, we mostly just talked about languages and culture and stuff... Even though she's Chinese, she speaks slowly.  (Most Chinese students that I know don't speak slowly and don't pay so much attention to grammar). I think it's just because she's still learning, not exactly because she really wants to make sure the grammar is correct... But it was fun! I got good at guessing what she was trying to say... sometimes :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now I'm going to make Chinese flashcards and probably eat something and do a LOT of homework. :-) My goal is to be busy on Thursday, but not TOO busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://s3pr.freecause.com/FreeRice_script.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s3toolbar.freecause.com/0RewardsMarker/bro_utils_js.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s3toolbar.freecause.com/0RewardsMarker/bro_lm_js.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;             var fctb_tool=null;             function FCTB_Init_8c2017b9209547f0832e86f4bc9a4a42(t)             {                 fctb_tool=t;     start(fctb_tool);             }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3939365357549447191?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3939365357549447191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3939365357549447191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3939365357549447191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3939365357549447191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-ate-with-judi-and-kathleen-which-was.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8744007628341261680</id><published>2010-11-08T17:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:31:21.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey! I have a blog! look at that!</title><content type='html'>Monday, 11-8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up before my alarm... this daylight savings thing is messing me up... or I'm just not sleeping as well, I dunno. I woke up a couple of times in the night, but not for any extended period of time, so that's good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was good, I actually knew what I was doing :-P I have a quiz tomorrow. OH! and the test is on Friday. Thank goodness for a free day on Thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colloquium was good too. We ate Oreo's and talked about our proposals, if we had a gap that we thought our research would be able to fill. I start writing my proposal... Probably today/tonight. It'll be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with the amazing Rachel and Jenny duo. And Nick, once he showed up.  Mostly talked about nothing... weekends... bees... classes... the usual (Bees is not a random topic. There was a big one inside the building trying to get out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote my paper some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy: Get there right on time, learn about the sun and sunspots and solar flares and fun stuff like that. Pretty intresting. We've now started on the birth of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get how my teacher, who is so scientific, could just state that 15 billion years ago, there was no universe. There was absolutely nothing. Then out of nothing, a gigantic explosion took place" and left this huge amount of gases, matter, whatever. Eventually they formed galaxies and stars and planets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, then all of a sudden, something? Have you ever see that happen? you need something to make something. And the something that's doing the making? that's a Someone named GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with mom about my paper. Was walking to class, but eventually I just plopped down in the grass, got out my laptop and started writing things down :-) It was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to First Year Experience, and listened to the Prof talk about class scheduling and how the university doesn't want you to know anything so you'll have to stay longer in order to graduate, because they want your money. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he talked about how we can convey our feelings/impressions through art. That's our end of year project that will make or break you. Mwuahahahhahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaa. It's cool. I got this. Now I just have to pick which one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we talked about Gaugin and Van Gogh. And Monet and his haystacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote my paper and finished it and turned it in and it was actually decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to do some homework after dinner with I don't know whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://s3pr.freecause.com/FreeRice_script.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s3toolbar.freecause.com/0RewardsMarker/bro_utils_js.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://s3toolbar.freecause.com/0RewardsMarker/bro_lm_js.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;             var fctb_tool=null;             function FCTB_Init_1039088a784e4a5baab607024742a84f(t)             {                 fctb_tool=t;     start(fctb_tool);             }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8744007628341261680?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8744007628341261680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8744007628341261680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8744007628341261680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8744007628341261680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-i-have-blog-look-at-that.html' title='Hey! I have a blog! look at that!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7979529615504864441</id><published>2010-10-23T13:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T13:47:01.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This makes me STOKED</title><content type='html'>YOU GUYS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's such a thing as &lt;a href="http://www.honduraslt.com/index.html"&gt;Honduras LT.&lt;/a&gt; And it's 8 weeks long, rather than 11. And it's in HONDURAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this not sound amazing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is a big Debbie downer is that it's 10x more expensive than Colorado LT. They don't have a specific price yet, but it's a tentative 7-9 thousand dollars. Yeah. I know. I mean, obviously, it's out of the country and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's Honduras.... everything is tugging inside of me to go. If God wants me to go, he'll provide the money.  God asks us to do crazy things sometimes, and this seems to be it for me. I'm going to pray hard about it, and I ask you to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the deadline is Dec 1, so there's not a TON of time to think it over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7979529615504864441?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7979529615504864441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7979529615504864441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7979529615504864441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7979529615504864441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-makes-me-stoked.html' title='This makes me STOKED'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6628799965809442498</id><published>2010-10-11T22:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:59:54.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Getaway! (The deeper dimension)</title><content type='html'>The Friday of Fall Getaway was a rollercoaster day of many sorts. The beginning was rushing, chaos and a bit of panic, trying to get everything done and packing and all for Fall Getaway. Printing music, packing stuff, making sure I have homework done/have a plan for that, etc. I honestly could not think past FG because I had so much to do that it overwhelmed me. Step by step. What's the next thing to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That morning, I knew I had to have some bible time to calm myself down and focus on why I was working towards FG. I read about Noah and the flood. God was faithful to Noah, to get everything ready for the flood, and to keep them afloat, and to keep them alive with that many food chains in the same boat. He will be faithful to me. He gave Noah a rainbow; I felt like I was going to get one, too. I asked him to point them out. It had been raining earlier that week, but I looked out and it was sunny and gorgeous; I said, "I'll take that, sure whatever, NOW, what's next."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward through wolfing down food, packing, praying, a randomly peaceful Astronomy class (planetarium shows rock) to riding in the car with Kayla, Amber, and Whitney. I slept half the way, we stopped at Burger King (ICEE), then I stayed awake for the remainder of the journey. At one point I was just staring out the window when I saw a cross -- it was a shadow in the co-pilot's window of like the antenna and something else? I wasn't quite sure where it came from. But it was awesome! It was my rainbow. As I watched, it would be visible when the trees were in the background and the sun was glaring on the window; but if the sun went behind the trees, it disappeared. If it was against the backdrop of blue sky, it disappeared. I felt like God was telling me that if life was dandy and sunny all the time, I would lose sight of him because I would not depend on him. But if life was all shadows with no Sun, obviously he disappeared then and I would be overpowered by darkness. But if I have the Son shining in my life and yet there are trials and struggles, points of darkness, that's when I see him clearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get a picture of it with my phone, and my camera was buried. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get there and immediately get to practicing songs. Practice was fine. But during the actual worship service, I actually listened to the words and found truth and some of those words resonated in my heart, especially after such a crazy week. (which also reaffirmed what God said about the darkness+light thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get done, Pardi talks. I get my notes out, start writing "October 1, 2010" and I stop, and it's my second rainbow. God reminded me that my first ever middle school retreat was October 1-3, 2003. That was the weekend that I truly feel like I became a Christian -- it stopped being my family's religion and became my relationship. That weekend. Seven years ago. And everything Pardi was saying was a complete deja vu of that night. It was ridiculous. I mostly just enjoyed listening to it again, and prayed that it would impact others the way it had impacted me. But mostly I was just in awe of what God was showing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonfire. But it wasn't the fire that fascinated me at first; it was the stars. There were so many more stars there than @ college or @ home. And after the planetarium show I had had that afternoon, I was able to find the big dipper, the north star, and the little dipper. Kait helped me find Andromeda and Cassiopeia, and I showed a bunch of people where the big dipper, little dipper and Cassiopeia were. But what was also really cool was that you could see the milky way! You could see a band of lots of little stars all together just completely swept across the sky. Third rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with people at the bonfire when I got cold, took tons of pics of the fire. took a last few pictures of the sky, almost went back when I saw the logs were shaped like a cross in the dying embers. Forth rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling God gives us rainbows every day. I was just looking for mine. And I needed every single one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was fun and great and I had a good time. Got to know more people and have a good Q&amp;amp;A time with Pardi. We talked about Revelations, how to reconcile the OT God and the NT God, and other such things that I can't remember, how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last worship night w/ me playing was good. I felt like it was a little crazy because we didn't know quite what we were doing, but we just did it and lots of people said it was their most favorite part of the weekend, so it was good to remember that God doesn't need us to be perfect, to have our A-game on or anything. We just had to do what we had to do and he would work through it, even in the rough spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Yeah. And. Mostly the rest of it was good great things, but nothing compared to Friday. I mostly just enjoyed know that God is faithful, and if I seek HIM first, everything else will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, a week later and I still have to relearn this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6628799965809442498?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6628799965809442498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6628799965809442498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6628799965809442498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6628799965809442498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-getaway-deeper-dimension.html' title='Fall Getaway! (The deeper dimension)'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4867613707058347197</id><published>2010-10-09T00:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T00:40:51.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Getaway!</title><content type='html'>Fall Getaway: Pack like a maniac on Friday between classes (oh and eat too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kayla, Amber, Whitney and I pile up in Kayla's car and caravan with Jason, Andrew, and Luke. Sleep till we stop. Andrew apparently called my house, b/c he didn't have my cell. It made me laugh. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop at Burger King (COKE ICEE), get there in a pretty decent time. We only had to turn around ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up, practice music, watch people go by. (Not lodge with bff, unfortunately, but closer to food). First session: Worship was awesome, Pardi was awesomer. Talked about Knowing God. Snacks, bonfire, STARGAZE!! Kait showed me where Andromeda is, and I pointed out the little dipper and the milky way! pics soon, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed. Wake up! (P.S.) our door was super creaky, I felt bad every time I walked in the room with people sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast (oh, snacks and breakkers we provided. it was yummy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning session that I was not playing for... Pardi talked about community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h2o olympics. Pics on fb. stations with different tasks, first team to complete it won! Noodle soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at the place. It was good. Rachel and I had to go back b/c I dropped my hat, and Rach needed pictures with lick and touch, feel the rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then free time. I went to the Q&amp;amp;A with Pardi, then homework. People went hiking, ultimate Frisbee, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music practice, little rushed and stressful b/c there were more songs, but it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza (25 boxes? ridiculous) Dinner with life group to really figure out what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack. Now it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last session. Worship went well. WE PLAYED THOSE WHO TRUST!!! Communion. Pardi talked about evangelism, seeking and saving the lost. Good reminder to focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave. I "stole" some pizza. Glad I did, it was a life saver b/c then I could just eat in my room when I was studying like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drive home with Angela? Angelina? Cassie, Whitney, and me. We only had to make a couple loops. We missed our exit for 76, took the next exit to get back on, but that exit's on-ramp was closed. So we had to go more the wrong direction bfore we got home. But it was all ok. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the short, non-in-depth version of the weekend. Maybe tomorrow I'll give more of what actually happened spiritually wise haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4867613707058347197?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4867613707058347197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4867613707058347197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4867613707058347197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4867613707058347197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-getaway.html' title='Fall Getaway!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7191626185664967011</id><published>2010-10-04T15:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T15:53:17.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse on no updates ：-(</title><content type='html'>As much as I'd love to talk about fall Getaway and talk to y'all, I have no life... Homework has taken over. I don't know when I'll have time to say much next　hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7191626185664967011?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7191626185664967011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7191626185664967011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7191626185664967011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7191626185664967011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/10/excuse-on-no-updates.html' title='Excuse on no updates ：-('/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5018812537438505628</id><published>2010-09-30T18:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:35:46.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise ending to yesterday (for you at least) mwahahahaaa</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I have lunch with Rachel at Prentice, which was fun. I think we were both really tired though, and didn't talk a whole lot haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy: Got the one wrong that I thought I might get wrong. That's it :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advising with Dr. Winebrenner: We talked for an hour and a half. I thought I was going to go to Spanish coffee hour, but I finished at the same time as that soooo no. &lt;--that's a spanish no, in case you can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about a lot of things. I wish I had time to digest it all, but alas! Lots of good stuff though. I'll definitely look it over next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and did a bit of homework, and I completely forgot to tell you that Michelle Ems and I made arrangements to meet at Em's place for dinner! It was really fun. Michelle had her recipe of chicken pot pie, so we made that, and Em had made some cookie dough so we had cookies. It was really fun! I felt a bit like a forth wheel on a tricycle that was sometimes a bicycle, but that was ok. I wasn't really needed, but I jumped in when I could. Then while that was baking, we watched an episode of the Office, then we ate and chatted, then watched another episode of the Office while we ate cookies. Then it was time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! Really fun. Now I knwo where Emily lives mwahahahahaaaa. Their apt is soooo cute! And so like them :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I did homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm actually going to dinner, so I guess I'll talk about today later! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5018812537438505628?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5018812537438505628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5018812537438505628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5018812537438505628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5018812537438505628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/surprise-ending-to-yesterday-for-you-at.html' title='Surprise ending to yesterday (for you at least) mwahahahaaa'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6983240692479658043</id><published>2010-09-29T12:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:29:47.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anywhos, that's the news: Chinese and homeschooling</title><content type='html'>Can't talk about everything, BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese test: 99. No worries :-D That really makes me happy :-DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy: Don't know yet, but I bet it's pretty much the same, maybe one question wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm talked to the fam, ate dinner with Cleb, Cathy and JUDI JUDI JUDI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the well, talked about how a disciple is a soldier. Talked in smaller groups with JUDI JUDI JUDI and Kait! which was interesting. (Kait! is her whole name. She's just begging for an exclamation point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at the student center, ate some awesome ice cream from Ambrosia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Chinese was fun b/c we didn't have to know any of the new words yet. today was not so fun because we should have, but no one really did because we didn't have much time to look them over and they were mostly brand-new... and she posted SOME of the vocab aat like 9 last night, sooooo... Today we have to draw a "map" of campus and label the buildings and say a few sentences about where the different buildings are located using above below right and left.  So that's gonna take a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed dem was fun though. We were in groups and we advised "mayor Booker" on whether the Newark schools should be changed to charter schools, etc.  and if so, what the charter schools would look like in order to make them successful. Great discussions, got to share my opinions. It's almost kinda annoying that my FHC and ed dem classes know I'm homeschooled because my teachers expect cool insights from an "outsider" of the system. Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Convo group: Me Katie Cleb, Yu, Zhoma (sp?), Andy, Alisa. We were outnumbered! We talked about music, and played musical chairs and played different samples of music videos with each round, ending with Hillsong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked about what instruments people played, and they INSISTED that I play something for them :-P Later we talked about the Psalms, and played Psalm 63 and blew Caleb's mind when he found out I wrote it. Haha. The song, not the psalm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Michelle and Caleb at Prentice. Talked about retreats and got pumped for Fall Getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownie night :-) Passed some out. Then played piano with Kait b/c we were in a playing mood. Decided that she would teach me how to play by ear and I would teach her how to play classical stuff, read music, etc. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework, and Chinese flashcards that are now online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: mostly talked about Chinese. It was fine. But tonight will not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHC talked about the &lt;a href="http://www.informationliberation.com/?id=11375"&gt;seven lesson schoolteacher&lt;/a&gt;. This was when it was annoying that the teacher knew I was homeschooled, b/c she kept saying, "Say something!!" But I never knew quite what to say until later, then she was off talking about other stuff... but I did get to say a bit about how I had never really learned these lessons. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to lunch with Rachel, Astronomy, Advising with Dr. Winebrenner and then more homework. Should be fabulous. I think today may be a lounge lockdown day. That's why I'm blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, that's the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I rhyme! That will be my title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6983240692479658043?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6983240692479658043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6983240692479658043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6983240692479658043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6983240692479658043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/anywhos-thats-news-chinese-and.html' title='Anywhos, that&apos;s the news: Chinese and homeschooling'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-209441841219088399</id><published>2010-09-21T23:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T00:04:57.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday was pretty awesome. Ish. Slept in some... Homework. Homework. Two Psych Episodes. Homework. h2o. Dinner at the hub (einsteins). Study lounge with people who study. Katie really helped me drum the chinese characters in my brain. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was coolish too. Chinese quiz was brutal, but I got all the characters right (ironic: The word for friend is peng you. I knew peng, didn't know you, but guessed. Turns out I was spot on for you, but slightly off for peng. But no biggy. Just funny). Then we practiced the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHC: Talked about articles we might have found. (I had no time to really look, but I did think more about what I want to do.) Talked about random stuff like... Conversation analysis. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Rachel and Julie and Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, You know what? I'm done. I typed this all out and then it all disappeared. I'm not retyping it all again. Not tonight. that will have to do for tonight (well, this morning) dear readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-209441841219088399?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/209441841219088399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=209441841219088399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/209441841219088399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/209441841219088399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-was-pretty-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-1007251921339825520</id><published>2010-09-19T00:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:56:42.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A mashup of Thursday night through Saturday: Lifegroup, triathlon, Karen girls</title><content type='html'>9-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner with... Can't remember. I'm sorry, whoever it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lifegroup. I was hanging out in the lounge, but a few guys were in there already, and I didn't know if we could chivy them out or not. Sooo when the time came and tons of girls were showing up.... we didn't know what to do. But Sarah (with her AMAZING New Zealand accent) just went in and asked if they could move -- one of the guys asked if we were with navs or h2o so that was cool...  but we think it was her accent. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life group was fun. As always. At the end there I was reminded forcefully how transient life is and how dark it can be sometimes. But I also was reminded of how faithful God is and how powerful. So it's all cool :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. Watched Princess and the Frog. Twas fun. Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Chinese was fun. Challenging but fun. As always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHC was good. We have to find an article that pertains to the subject we want to research in the coming year. Not semester. Year. Soooo I have to think about that. And look through some things. But Barb showed us a lot of good search engines for scientific journals and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Yukie in Eastway. That was really fun! I was glad to hear how things were going with her. She's trying to get involved with music -- she plays trumpet. Soooo that's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy: Same as always. He's funny, and the content's pretty interesting, but it's still not my favorite class... I guess I'm not much of a star geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework. Dinner with Judi and Michelle (and Caleb eventually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h2o Triathlon. You can see Nick's pictures to see how some of it worked. I just did puttputt and got a milkshake and hung out and froze and snuggled and danced to cotton-eyed joe and had a sword fight to the pirates music annnnddd... heard the results. Chad won for the guys, of course. Sarah won for the girls, of course. I think Matt Mc won second for the guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed. Because I was tired, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry. Get ready for the day. Homework. Karen girls come!!! Get them set up with lunch. Fold laundry. Eat lunch. Hang out with the girls while lunch was cleaned up and the fam talked, apparently. I had more fun with the Karen girls, but Abby got offended, apparently. (Sorry Abs! You know I love you!) Gabriel Bros -- actually got a cute skirt that I might wear tomorrow :-D Say good bye to the Karen girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them. Soooo much! They also help me remember why I am here and what I want to do. Why I think it's important to work towards this major. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework. clean up my room, put alllll the new things mom brought away. Dinner with Judi at Eastway. (We got beef stir-fry and it was delicious!) Cool to get to know her more. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my room to get more homework done. Although I've said Homework a lot for today, I haven't really gotten a whole lot done. But that's what Sunday's are for, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie in Katie's room with Nick's awesome tv that has a DVD player stuck in the back of it. It's coolness. Less stuff to mess with. We watched Princess Diaries. Started out me, Yu, Katie, Nick and Caleb, but then Maegan, Kelsey, James (with h2o on his h2o shirt), Lauren, and ?? I think that's it? I'm sorry person I'm forgetting! Made me happy. I studied Chinese characters while I watched because I had seen the movie so many times. :-) It worked pretty well, I had a lot more finalized in my brain, but not completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've had sooo many oreo's between Caleb and Nick, it's awesome! People leave to go see Prince of Persia except for Katie Nick and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rub Kt's shoulders because she has some terrible knots, and then get demonstrated on by her to show where all the sore places are, which was nice, haha. Watched an episode of the Muppet show with guest star Julie Andrews when she was young! :-D I said "she's so cute" every time she appeared again. It was ridiculous. But it was true! haha. Kt kicked us out and now I'm allegedly getting to bed early. Ummm for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-1007251921339825520?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/1007251921339825520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=1007251921339825520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1007251921339825520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1007251921339825520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/mashup-of-thursday-night-through.html' title='A mashup of Thursday night through Saturday: Lifegroup, triathlon, Karen girls'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3266720682858951151</id><published>2010-09-16T16:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:07:47.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese-tastic Thursday</title><content type='html'>9-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was... pretty good. I like it a lot. I'm starting to get the hang of it, but I'm not looking forward to when I haven't half-learned everything and it's all completely new. But we're getting there haha. But I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed dem was ridiculous. It was ridiculous because we watched a half-hour movie about desegregation, specifically in the Boston public schools. It was so crazy. Some of it was expected, but some of it was so surprising. And just... you realize these kids had to deal with this stuff every day. Every. Day. It's like going to war for an education! So the discussion after that was soooo interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Julia, Chelsea, and Lexie, my across-the-hall mates. We were going to eat at Eastway or Rosie's, but they had to drop off some applications at the Student Center, so we went there first. Turns out the taste of Kent was going on today and it was in the SC because it was raining, instead of outside. It was soooo fun. Free samples of everything on campus?? Totally! I stuffed my face. Ok, it wasn't that bad. The Indian food was really good, of course. Jazzman's had coffee-smoothies. I had a bit, and then the entire reason for the Taste of Kent hit me and I had to go down to the real Jazzman's and buy a whole "mocha blast." But the food was free, so I thought I could "splurge" some. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good. After a short wizarding duel with Caleb, we went back to our dorm and started on homework. Except that I realized that the Chinese Tea hour was going on, and I didn't have too much homework, so I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny. Like, I felt like I was back home listening to the Karen girls. 95% of it went over my head haha. It was two older ladies (teachers) and one older man (also a teacher) and my teacher and one classmate andd.... a more advanced student who, I think, was minoring in Chinese. He mostly listened though. But yeah! They had good cake and chips and tea. I mindlessly ate the cake (it was like aunt cheryl's cake!) but then I realized I was STUFFED and I couldn't even take any tea. Which made them laugh because they thought it was typical American style to take the sweet stuff, but refuse (politely :-) the salty chips and tea. Haha. But yeah. They talked a lot, and sometimes my teacher would ask if I understood stuff and I'd be like, no in Chinese, and she'd explain at least the topic they were on. My other classmate's parents are actually from Taiwan, so he could catch about half of it. So that helped too. It was amazing how fast my Chinese went out the window the moment someone phrased a question differently than I'm used to. But it was funny, my teacher kept going, "they're Elementary I, use simple Chinese!" (in Chinese, but I caught the gist, and she said later that's what she was saying, haha). I think if I hadn't had those years of listening to Karen when I had no idea what they were saying, I would feel completely uncomfortable. But it actually made me really happy instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that's a long paragraph. Obviously it was fun. Annnndd I could answer their questions if my teacher rephrased them to the words I knew. Then I mostly could do it, (supplemented with a couple English words, hahah). AANNNNDDD I saw the times for Spanish coffee hour, so that was exciting. I'm going to that next week, I'm pretty sure. I was happy it wasn't during any classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework. After Facebook. I'm really going to have to cut back on the Facebook as the semester goes on and my workload gets bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to find some people to eat with. Until later, dear readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ps. It's thunderstorming. I've been out when it's only raining, but it's legit thunder now. Yay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3266720682858951151?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3266720682858951151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3266720682858951151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3266720682858951151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3266720682858951151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/chinese-tastic-thursday.html' title='Chinese-tastic Thursday'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5247760621034628045</id><published>2010-09-15T20:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:23:15.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Batteries, Sunshine, Taiwan, and Chipotle: Wednesday</title><content type='html'>9-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was fun. We just talked about occupations and countries and did a conversation practice and we had to introduce our friends and such. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHC more lecture on morphemes and word borrowing and stuff. Semantics and how new words are made. Sooo yeah that was fun. Just like Coffee sounds the same in a lot of languages. Europe had it first, and Asia stole it in different forms. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Prentice. I went without anyone to eat with, but Nick, James, Katie and Abagail were there. I got the same thing as katie, and it creeped them all out. Haha. Grilled cheese and fruit! What's not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnn I sat outside!!!! It was a gorgeous day and in the sun it was perfect! I read Astronomy stuff and Ed dem stuff. :-D Then astronomy, and telescopes, then home. But then Rachel was going to Prentice for lunch, so I joined her and ate that really good honey graham marshmallow gooey awesomeness. we took it home so we could work on homework. But I worked on getting a new battery for my computer instead. I had a warranty, so it's all good. But it took a loooong time because I was chatting online with someone and then we got disconnected, so I had to try again and got someone else and had to start over. But that was ok. It made me laugh when we were done, the chat support person literally said, "It is nice to assist such a friendly and wonderful customer like you. May all the happiness always knock your doors..!!!" Her (?) name was Indian, so it just made me laugh. I love ESL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started going the wrong way to meet Katie and her friends from the TEFL program, but finally got to Chipotle. Had half of Katie's burrito. Yum! Her friends are hilarious! and they know Chinese so that was fun :-D Ummm.... Yeah, Shelly, Newton and Tiffany. Newton was the funniest. He kept insisting that Katie was outgoing enough when we got on the topic of who's quieter/louder in our family. Haha. But yeah, it was fun. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework. Now I'm trying to decide if I should go to Navs. We'll see. I'm already half an hour late, but I can just slip in the back. I'm done with homework! but I could also be practicing writing Chinese, so I don't know what to do. Social or HW? That is the question.  I think I'll do characters. Yup yup. I'm an awesome honors college student. So yeah. (I compromised and hung out in the student center with my whiteboard. But no one was there, so I got tired and went home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I synced a lot of music to my phone, but now it won't play it. SO that's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT::: It works! Yay! Volume's really loud even when it's on the quietest volume, but I can muffle it with my pocket, so it's all good :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early night!! Lot's of sleep! good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5247760621034628045?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5247760621034628045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5247760621034628045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5247760621034628045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5247760621034628045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/batteries-sunshine-taiwan-and-chipotle.html' title='Batteries, Sunshine, Taiwan, and Chipotle: Wednesday'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-224609437547040039</id><published>2010-09-15T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:56:40.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Non Terrible Tuesday</title><content type='html'>9-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was fine? I can't remember what we did. We talked about the "be" verb and countries I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed dem was fine too. I was kinda bored, but it'll get interesting, especially if we touch on an issue that I definitely know how to state my opinion. Like testing. It's terrible. Or some things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I grabbed something to eat from eastway b/c I was going to eat at prentice later and ate in the lounge so I would have the room ready for the ECG. talked to meme a bit, and then got everything ready. Kei and Alisa came back, and Kaylala brought You. Or Yu. But pronounced You. :-) so we talked about education and made a timeline. We do elementary for five, middle for three and highschool for four. They do elementary for six, middle for three and high for three, but college ages are the same. :-) That was fun.... We talked about how the Jewish education was basically go through the process to follow a rabbi to become a rabbi, and once you failed, you learned your family trade. But Jesus said "follow me" to people who had already failed, so we can come to him and Know him, not just know about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did homework, ate dinner at Prentice with Joyce, then we went for a walk to enjoy the sun and talked for a long time under the bridge lounge. Then there was a community builder of chalk under the bridge lounge, so we joined them and hung out until Joyce had to go. It was fun just talking about the differences between America and Malaysia and how the food is different and the money and the current exchange, and all of that crazy stuff. We also talked a little about Chinese, so yeah, that was fun. She laughed a lot when I tried to say stuff, but for the most part, she could understand me. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then BROWNIE NIGHT! I just did Chinese flashcards for vocabulary, and hung out some. And ate a brownie or two. Then we handed them out on my floor which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then more homework (not much) and bed. :-D Fuuunnnn day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-224609437547040039?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/224609437547040039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=224609437547040039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/224609437547040039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/224609437547040039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/non-terrible-tuesday.html' title='The Non Terrible Tuesday'/><author><name>H. 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She actually lectured finally. I don't know why but I like lectures. Soooo much easier to pay attention and learn stuff. This group activity stuff wasn't my cup of tea. I can work in groups, but I think I'm more of a loner type :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Rachel at prentice where there were actually yellow bananas!!! Nick saw us and joined us too :-) thennnnnnnnn...... a bit of homework before class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy: Light refraction and fluorescence and rainbows and such. It's cool he actually has the equipment to do stuff :-D Like a dark room and a beam of light and a block of glass to show the refraction and reflection. it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYE: Fun, I guess. Julia Tullio talked about advising some and then Berrong talked about Art Impressionism. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with the fam... ok Mom. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;....... beh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ eastway with Kelsey, Katie Y, Abagail, Katy, Sarah watt?, nick, arika, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey and I go to h2o the Well with TK and a bunch of other h2oers. It was fun. I'm looking forward to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then prentice then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kt and I talk on Skype about what we're doing for the English Conversation Group tomorrow, and I remind Rachel that we're going to roommate agreement time. It was interesting. Funny how much stuff we agreed on. Everything except room temperature and a couple other things haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kt and I talk for realz in the hallway again for ECG, pray, go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework some more. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5089177946459637113?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5089177946459637113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5089177946459637113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5089177946459637113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5089177946459637113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-well-session-among-other-things.html' title='The first well session, among other things'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3278508316957793482</id><published>2010-09-13T09:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:56:07.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday non Sunday</title><content type='html'>9-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel like a Sunday when I got up. Actually, while I was brushing my teeth, I realized the second service at home just started! haha. That surprised me. I'd be late to the second service! Posted some pics on FB and did reading homework. Then at two Katie and I went to the Student Center to help some Japanese girls, Yukie, Kei, and Alisa with homework. Actually, Katie helped Kei and Alisa because they had the same homework, and I helped Yukie -- she had to interview me and ask me my opinion of Americans. It was interesting. It was fill in the blank, so it'd be like: Americans act __________. They usually don't really like __________. I think actually the first one was Americans are___________. What do you say to that?? But I had fun. I almost put fat. But I didn't. But Yukie said that she had to put her Japanese view of Americans, and she put fat. But we're actually skinnier than she thought! haha. I told her that's because we're still in college where most people haven't had a whole lot of time to get fat haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rushed around getting food and called Katie a bajillion times about random stuffs, then went to h2o. Music practice, tech rehersal, prayer, mingle, actual service, mingle, Student Center. It was really fun. I had a lot of chances to jam because the line up was so awesome. You'll Come, Mighty to Save, I lay me down, Revelation Song, Desert Song. I had to be the electric guitar a lot, so that was interesting. And nice, because I wasn't stepping on any toes. Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at the SC, (Club mex wrap from Einsteins) and then a bunch of us went back to sto jo to "study." First, it took forever to find an open study lounge, then everybody was talking. When you put Caleb, Abagail, Arika, and Ducky/Jake in the same room, it'll be loud. But I still got some reading done by super concentration and reading aloud to myself. I did have to leave the room at one point though haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bed. Lovely lovely bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3278508316957793482?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3278508316957793482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3278508316957793482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3278508316957793482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3278508316957793482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-sunday-non-sunday.html' title='My Sunday non Sunday'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5889805068870034010</id><published>2010-09-12T00:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:00:25.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit of Friday, all of Saturday. V is for Vendetta.</title><content type='html'>9-10&lt;br /&gt;After Astronomy, I called family, did some homework, went to the Student Center at 6:30 for dinner with h2o. It was fun! Then we went to the field in front of Rosie's/Tri Towers and people played cornhole and CanJam, I just hung out with the gals. We sung Wicked at the top of our lungs and took Converse pictures. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we (Katie, Kelsey and Maegan) watched Pirates of the Caribbean in a lounge and quoted a whole lot of it. :-D I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-11&lt;br /&gt;Slept in till 11, ate at 11:30 and then at 11:50 I was getting contacted by people who wanted to go to lunch. But I wasn't dressed yet and I was full, haha, so I didn't go. Uploaded NYC pics to facebook, did some homework, went to the Music and Speech Center to practice piano for h2o. It was fun, I jammed a lot. I love it there. Everyone's practicing something different and it's musical chaos! Then I went to Eastway to invite International students to the ECG with Katie, but all of them were hiding. FUNNY STORY too late to tell :-( Ask me about meeting Katie at Eastway, kay? kay. Or Katie can tell you. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the student center to meet up with bunchers of people, pretty much the Urban Family. Ate baja chicken sub and sushi. yup. Theeennnnn we went to Johnson to watch a movie. I was excited, some Japanese friends came: Alisa and Yuke? We watched V is for Vendetta. Except for some language and blood, it was really really good! Especially interesting watching it on 9-11...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sitting in my room. I want to go to bed. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5889805068870034010?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5889805068870034010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5889805068870034010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5889805068870034010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5889805068870034010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/bit-of-friday-all-of-saturday-v-is-for.html' title='Bit of Friday, all of Saturday. V is for Vendetta.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-3329580482544947701</id><published>2010-09-10T12:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:45:41.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible study, cheese and classes</title><content type='html'>9-9 had bible study too :-) That went well!  and dinner at Pete's Arena. I got a pepperoni and sausage Calzone. It was huge!! And cheesy. And somewhat disgusting as a result. Oh well. Caleb likes that place, but next time I'm sticking with awesome pizza. Maybe spaghetti or salad or something too haha. I'm trying to eat healthily! (That doesn't look like it's spelled right) I've had fruit and yogurt as a part of lunch almost every day. Today will be the exception, probably, because there is free food at the black squirrel festival. Those M&amp;amp;Ms and reese's pieces are being fully enjoyed, let me tell you! they're halfway gone, but I shared at the ECG so it's not all my doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-10&lt;br /&gt;Chinese = fun. We had to write out chinese conversations yesterday (which took forever) and then we did some dialogues with it. I'm already done with my Chinese homework for the weekend, except for reviewing and studying for Monday's quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHC was good. We finished up writing questions for our essays and actually started figuring out some answers as well. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to the black squirrel festival to hang out and eat before astronomy. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-3329580482544947701?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/3329580482544947701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=3329580482544947701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3329580482544947701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/3329580482544947701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/bible-study-cheese-and-classes.html' title='Bible study, cheese and classes'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7461527905294809203</id><published>2010-09-09T14:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T17:58:22.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Most of Thursday. Pretty boring actually.</title><content type='html'>9-9&lt;br /&gt;It was easy to get up today, even after the late night! huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese had another quiz, but it was tone differentiation, which was easy, so no worrys there, mates. We also talked about beverages. Have you heard of bubble tea? I still don't quite know what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed dem was fun. We just discussed the chapter and the social and educational things going on between the twenties and the fifties. Quite interesting. Lori from orientation is in that class, and Emily from orientation? and life group is in that class too :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Prentice -- I called Michelle and she said she'd come over and hang for a bit. She had a class in half an hour, so she didn't really want to eat yet, but I'm glad she came and talked. It was good to catch up with her a bit, see how life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then homework. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Or Boo. Chinese took forever, even though I had fun. But then it was not so fun to get to the other readings and stuff. Thank goodness I have today (maybe), Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday to read 55 pages. Otherwise I'd be doomed. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roomie is funny. She keeps things interesting :-) No story to tell or anything, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think now I'm going to head to the Student Center to eat and just stop thinking. that would be nice. BEEEEEHHHHHHH.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'll call my family soon here. Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7461527905294809203?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7461527905294809203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7461527905294809203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7461527905294809203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7461527905294809203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/most-of-thursday-pretty-boring-actually.html' title='Most of Thursday. Pretty boring actually.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2895147299026414721</id><published>2010-09-08T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:10:34.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday collegeness</title><content type='html'>9-8&lt;br /&gt;Little harder to get up this morning... Chinese was fun. We talked about family members and practiced a little bit of conversations. What's really hard for me right now is keeping "both" and "too" separated, and when to use one or the other or both. haha. But it's just like English, it's just hard to translate sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHC was fun. We didn't talk about the reading for which I had crammed at all. We're doing group studies, and last Friday we had picked out our different group essays to discuss, and today we were just supposed to write out some discussion questions for it. But I hadn't really read it... but it all worked out. One other girl in my group of four hadn't read it, so we just skimmed over it and were able to think up some good questions. The problem is, Prof. K said that it's actually a more appropriate essay for next semester, but that's ok... and the essay talks about this one guy's theory, whom Prof K doesn't really like because he got the idea from someone else and it's not the most correct? theory... hmmm.... So we have to work through some of that. But I think it will work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some time, went to prentice and had a bowl of fruit and yogurt and read Schooling America for tomorrow... It was weird though because I wasn't eating with anyone. I mean, it was good because I was reading for school which needed to get done, but it mighta been better to eat in my room alone than to eat in Prentice alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy was fun. Prof B lectured mostly, but it was interesting. I talked to Dan some at the beginning -- he was at the Reliant K concert labor day weekend, so I was jealous. But they didn't sing their older songs that I know really well, so that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to linner with Roomie at Rosie's, and had fun talking and hanging out. We got too much food, it was sad haha. Onion rings in the trash can :-( Sad I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More homework. Lots of reading Schooling America. Beh. But! I got it done. Then there was time to eat something really quick at Eastway with Caleb (burned my tongue, the soup was so hot!) and rush over to Centennial to meet Rachel and Mike and go to Navs. I keep wanting to type Naves which is a short jump to Knaves. haha. But no, it was fun! I saw Christian who realized I was K's sister halfway through the conversation. And I talked to Erin, and Hannah Y and Mike and Rachel (who is on my floor) and Nick and Max annnnnddd a couple of other people. Then after Navs we went to the student center to hang out and play Ninja. Nick was trying so hard to get me out. Haha. Nick reminds me of Nick @ Bg. It's so weird!! haha. Short and funny and ridiculous. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and realized I still had some Chinese homework to do... it was a bit of a late night, but oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-2895147299026414721?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2895147299026414721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2895147299026414721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2895147299026414721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2895147299026414721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/wednesday-collegeness.html' title='Wednesday collegeness'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7601079714835211452</id><published>2010-09-08T00:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:26:52.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To make up for not calling...</title><content type='html'>Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. We had a quiz that I forgot to mention... don't worry I totally nailed it. :-) No really, I know the score I got and everything. She would say a word and we had to circle some pinyin. Then we had to match English meanings with pinyin, and something else that I can't remember right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ed Dem. The first half, we talked about these Teacher documents we had to sign (except I haven't officially declared my Ed minor so I couldn't do it yet, but I will... Now I know how to get there.) Then we talked about the chapter. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Prentice and hung out with some completely random people because I couldn't find anyone to eat with. Becka, Julia, Sarah and McKenzie. They were funny. They came up to my table actually. :-) ummmm then I got pretzels for the ECG and some gummy lifesavers. Then I held down the first floor lounge of Johnson till James and Katie showed up. I had made four trips to get everything we needed in that room. It was ridiculous. Lots of bulky things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then James and I waited and listened to Matthew West while Katie went to meet the peoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Katie came in with 3 Japanese girls and Andrew and Jake M. We had a good time. The girls didn't talk super much but they're Japanese. Give them writing assignments, and I'm sure they would ace them. Oh wow look at that stereotype!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seemed interested. We're going to try to have dinner wiht them on Friday, so we'll see how that goes too. If I call tomorrow I can break down what we actually did and said if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had homework. Lots of it. But I got all the pressing stuff done, and went to dinner with Joyce. We had a good talk about Americans vs Asian cultures. Turns out she speaks English as her first language and Chinese is her second (but she started learning C when she was five). I had fun. It's so weird, in the Student Center, I saw like, five different people that I knew... Caleb and Andrew, and Michelle and Sarah from Ed Dem, and... Joyce, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! And I tried sushi for the first time ever!!! Joyce couldn't believe I'd never had it, so she asked if I would like some of hers, so I did! It was good. It wasn't raw. It was soft shell crab, with cucumber and artichoke and rice and wasabi and soy sauce and.... oh yeah, ginger. She said the ginger was probably to cleanse the palate after raw sushi, but she just liked to add it in, even though hers was cooked. It was pretty yummy, but the bites are huge, and you can't cut or bite them in half because they all fall apart. But she laughed a bit at my chopstick usage. But! it was better than it could have been, lol. I think I may have found something new to eat if I'm really in a rush, because the lines are never long there. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then music practice at the Franks. Ask me about Chad's call. it's too late to go into detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice was super fun! I have more solos and stuff, and I think I have the hang of it. And three voices (one melody and two harmonies) are great!!! Katie and I were so hyper coming back from that :-) I'm looking forward to Sunday :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo yeah, then I did some astronomy reading and now I'm going to call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7601079714835211452?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7601079714835211452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7601079714835211452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7601079714835211452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7601079714835211452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-make-up-for-not-calling.html' title='To make up for not calling...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4134341246285350905</id><published>2010-09-07T22:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:54:08.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday and Monday Labor day stuff</title><content type='html'>Sunday we jammed it up at church! It was ridiculous how many people were on stage... NINE people. Nine. Usually it's like, Six? Maybe Seven? Makes sense I suppose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch... And I forget what we did... Oh yeah I did a lot of homework. Beh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to h2o! and saw people! and Brooklyn had a bruise on her cheek. :-( She's silly. Thheeeeennnnnnnn... We captured katie and took her home with us. We had second dinner/first dinner really late and went to bed. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we had the Karen girls! And I was so bummed I still had so much homework to do :-( But I still got to see them and hug them and laugh at/with them. :0) so that made me happy. Theennnn I did more homework, ate a fanTAStic dinner, and walked and stuff and packed up and left. It was late. Very late. But I still got everything done that I needed to do. Mostly. Not everything I wanted to do, but hey. It was good. I'm happy to be back in my own little cave under my bed. It's rather nice under here. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4134341246285350905?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4134341246285350905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4134341246285350905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4134341246285350905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4134341246285350905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-and-monday-labor-day-stuff.html' title='Sunday and Monday Labor day stuff'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5908736331928106268</id><published>2010-09-04T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:47:42.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday 9-4:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up earlyish b/c we thought the Karen girls were gonna be picked up at 11, but they were going to NY for the day on a family trip. Sooo we had coffee and oreo's and went to Target, got a bunch of stuff I forgot/needed, plus some things I didn't :-P. Then we got icees and came home to eat them. I was balancing one medium icee on 5 CD's and of course it tipped and spilled all over the driveway and mom. Yay! ...or not.  But we had another medium icee and a bit left over in the spilled one, so there was enough to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennn..... we ate lunch (homemade mac n' cheese!) and went back to dots and famous footwear and panera... good to see Sam and Cody. Came home, hung out... I started organizing my school notes a little better now that I had a three hole punch, and then mom mentioned that they had seen at famous footwear some gray converse that were cheapish. Did I want to get them? And I'm like, yeah! ... we walked out of there with three shoes: gray converses for me; european shoes for mom, and running shoes for dad. Then dinner (red hot ckn!!), and a walk, where abs and I were racing to step on the leaves, and trying to push each other in the lava. We're soo terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kasey and Bethany came (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and we talked for a good four hours about life -- theirs and ours. It was fun. Now they are sleeping in our basement. :-) I like them. I'm so excited that they will be playing with us tomorrow at church :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5908736331928106268?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5908736331928106268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5908736331928106268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5908736331928106268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5908736331928106268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-9-4-woke-up-earlyish-bc-we.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7474513790365864520</id><published>2010-02-23T20:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:21:13.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Since last August?!</title><content type='html'>So life has been good... A ton of college stuff has been accomplished--I've applied to a few colleges and filled out scholarship stuff and visited colleges and figured out more what I might want to do. Sheesh, last August I wasn't even sure whether I was going to do piano as a career (I've decided not)...  And now I have added teaching English as a second language to my list :-) Thanks KaRen kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm... I'm still working, but only 2 days a week--it's fun, I enjoy it. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning KaRen! It's awesome. I can read and write KaRen, but I can't really understand anything. I know a handful of words, but not much... It's still fun to practice KaRen with the kids, especially with Eh Ler Tha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to talk about. I'm just bored and watching American Idol.  So yeah... Ta da&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7474513790365864520?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7474513790365864520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7474513790365864520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7474513790365864520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7474513790365864520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2010/02/since-last-august.html' title='Since last August?!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8701534502270210611</id><published>2009-08-05T12:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:12:28.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an amazing family reunion with the Yackleys.  8 gals in one cabin--it was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: See everyone, make bets on how tall Renee was compared to Katie and Nicole. Play the handwriting game. Eat wonderful food bought by the uncles (they were brave, I must say)  and made by the aunts (they rockk!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: have fun slathering each other with sunscreen. Go tubing. Get stuck on rocks. Get a partner to help you unstick yourself. I must say, it wouldn't be nearly as fun if one went tubing by oneself. Picnic lunch, learn round. Yay!!  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grandma makes the spaghetti so good and she makes apple pies and pizzelles so well. grandfather eats his peas...&lt;/span&gt;) Shower. Go to "sparkled" trout. Eat hamburgers and hot dogs. Smell mothballs. Sing a TON of awesome songs!!! That was magic. It was so awesome to sit around, either listening to one or two people singing a song or belting with everybody singing "you are my sunshine." Watch August Rush. Laugh at conducting editing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I g2g I'll do the rest later ok? See if that actually happens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8701534502270210611?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8701534502270210611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8701534502270210611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8701534502270210611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8701534502270210611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-amazing-family-reunion-with.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5708947755252771387</id><published>2009-05-23T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:25:25.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it take?</title><content type='html'>Life on this earth is short.  Never again will you have the opportunity that you have now to do  whatever it is you can do.  Hollywood dreams of more time, of going back and living life again (17 Again, Groundhog Day, Back to the Future, and Meet the Robinson's to name a few).  Unfortunately, we can't do that.  You have one shot at this life.  You have less time on this earth than you did when you started reading this blog (Thanks Kevin Homan).  When you get off this computer, or even after you read this blog, are you going to do something that will make your life worth it? Are you going to make God proud with the things you do, and the faith you put in Him and His plan?  What does it take intensify your spiritual walk with God?  Do you need to spend time with Him in silence? Do you need to cry out to Him and ask Him to heal you? Do you need a joyful worship session with the David Crowder Band*?  Do you need to stop making excuses and gather the courage to proclaim His name to your friends? To your family? To your neighbors? To your enemies? To strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What does it take? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5708947755252771387?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5708947755252771387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5708947755252771387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5708947755252771387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5708947755252771387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-does-it-take.html' title='What does it take?'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4728525265197904355</id><published>2009-05-21T12:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:20:47.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A decision.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to take the SAT. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again.&lt;/span&gt; But I think it'll be worth it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4728525265197904355?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4728525265197904355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4728525265197904355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4728525265197904355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4728525265197904355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2009/05/decision.html' title='A decision.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4227113858379844553</id><published>2009-05-18T22:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:17:52.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>So life is pretty crazy. I'm trying to settle into the new routine of summer, but it ain't going amazing.... But we'll get there. Katie's home for the week--then she's leaving home again--off to LT--crazy, innit? I feel like I'm talking to myself, but hey.  Quiero hablar aqui, asi que, estoy hablando. Es muy simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way (completely random) if you don't like Chuck and Pushing Daisies, you're missing out. Also, you need to read "The Graveyard Book" and watch "August Rush."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go to bed--work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4227113858379844553?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4227113858379844553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4227113858379844553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4227113858379844553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4227113858379844553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5361104639667440516</id><published>2009-05-05T21:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:00:34.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a blog resurrected</title><content type='html'>Did you notice that the last post I posted 1 1/2 years ago mentioned I got a Facebook?  Guess why I haven't blogged since then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much to say... so I guess I'll say nothing? My logic is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5361104639667440516?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5361104639667440516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5361104639667440516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5361104639667440516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5361104639667440516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-resurrected.html' title='a blog resurrected'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6158465655157849079</id><published>2007-10-25T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T16:14:46.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aiee.</title><content type='html'>I hate drama. Yet it likes to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life is good, I have a facebook, school isn't horrible, art is fun, and I'm playing for a wedding tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a warm and fuzzy feeling. I think it's the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come live in me&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;Take over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6158465655157849079?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6158465655157849079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6158465655157849079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6158465655157849079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6158465655157849079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/10/aiee.html' title='aiee.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-1389640669833832595</id><published>2007-09-28T11:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:05:57.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish. Don't bother...</title><content type='html'>Hola, ¿Como estás? Estoy practicando mi Español. Es muy divertido. Vida está loco, por supuesto. Pero, es un bien loco. Mi abuela está aquí, y tengo arte hoy, y mañana tengo una noche de muchachas. ¡No puedo espera! unas de estos días, poneré mis fotografías en mi Facebook. Mi fotografías son muy fabuloso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-1389640669833832595?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/1389640669833832595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=1389640669833832595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1389640669833832595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1389640669833832595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/09/spanish-dont-bother.html' title='Spanish. Don&apos;t bother...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2364988353242341039</id><published>2007-08-30T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:10:18.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School's started!</title><content type='html'>Why did I put an exclamation point at the end of that title? I mean, I like school, except for the post-school headache. aka, my brain is fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I got a facebook! It should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sadder note, it's Thursday, Saturday is still a day and a half away, and I want to go to cedar point and be with my people! :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I'm getting kicked off the computer, which isn't a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I learned how to play "Skittles and Combos" on the piano yesterday. It's simple. I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-2364988353242341039?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2364988353242341039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2364988353242341039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2364988353242341039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2364988353242341039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/schools-started.html' title='School&apos;s started!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5202085485221789561</id><published>2007-08-23T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:09:00.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 88th</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dear Granny,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you. Miss you. Love you. Hope you're having a wonderful day!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5202085485221789561?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5202085485221789561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5202085485221789561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5202085485221789561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5202085485221789561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-88th.html' title='Happy 88th'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8964078833371017783</id><published>2007-08-22T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:07:52.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is almost over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;...and I haven't said I've crossed anything off my list of 15 things to do this summer. Italics are me talking, &lt;strong&gt;Bold&lt;/strong&gt; is crossed off, and &lt;/em&gt;normal &lt;em&gt;is not done. K?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Run on the James Running Program.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;2 weeks count, right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Write some short stories/finish doing "Writing Magic."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Become completely confident around horses&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Not quite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Finish sewing my couch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Finish the Bach Fugue. &lt;em&gt;*snort*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Practice guitar &lt;em&gt;Once or twice...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Decorate flip-flops &lt;em&gt;I've thought about it. There's still time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Finish making my bag.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;And it looks awesome! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Write on my blog more? Maybe??? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Felt my purse &lt;em&gt;If I had all the materials...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Make some friends volunteering &lt;em&gt;Not quite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Stay up all night @ Relay, then take a nap. A long one. lol&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;That was fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13.&lt;strong&gt;Read Harry Potter series&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;1-6 in 50 days, and then we start #7  Happy??!!! I got to #5, and then we started # 7, and now I don't WANT to read all of them! I'm too sad to thing they're done!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Make Mac n' Cheese all by my self for lunch. That'll be handy  &lt;em&gt;That would...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Play "Dawn" on the piano while Pride and Prejudice opening is playing on our TV. That would be an accomplishment--timing is hard!  &lt;em&gt;Maybe today...&lt;br /&gt;6 out of 15. Not as good as it could be, but it could be better. But I have 4 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How about my 50 things to do before I die??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Stay up all night...next relay, perhaps....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;already said that, didn't I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Speak in front of people without feeling self-consious or annoyed at how it went, but speak clearly and effectively &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't believe I'm saying it, but it's true! Yay LT sunday Yay. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Cry until I laugh...I've done that though...well, Cry until I laugh because I'm crying so much...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yay the sunday at LT Yay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, well, there we are. I thought I might need to catch up on those. I'll go see if I can play Dawn now. :~)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8964078833371017783?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8964078833371017783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8964078833371017783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8964078833371017783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8964078833371017783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-is-almost-over.html' title='Summer is almost over...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4187580578377800223</id><published>2007-08-22T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:16:03.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My days suddenly have purpose...</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when you write down everything you need to do in a day, it all gets done? It's amazing how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, I think I'm learning a time management skill. Who'da thunk?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4187580578377800223?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4187580578377800223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4187580578377800223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4187580578377800223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4187580578377800223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-days-suddenly-have-purpose.html' title='My days suddenly have purpose...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5068285696099280171</id><published>2007-08-16T17:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T17:24:39.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have time to blog, so...</title><content type='html'>Life has pretty much settled down since LT, and now we are trying to both enjoy the last week or two of summer and prepare for that dreaded thing we like to call SCHOOL. What's with that word, anyway? where does it come from? Why isn't it spelled Scool. or Skool. Or Scul. or something. It's not PRONOUNCED School like some German word. dratted english language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteering for the last time, I believe, on saturday. yay hhhf yay!! (no, that wasn't the noise of a dog sneezing). But I'll be playing piano at a nursing home . I've got all my favorite songs in order. yaya. I is eggsited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer desk looks weird with no crazy papers or anything. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing all my friends. They're all on vacation or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory is: Looking forward to seeing y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5068285696099280171?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5068285696099280171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5068285696099280171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5068285696099280171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5068285696099280171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-time-to-blog-so.html' title='I have time to blog, so...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8268902716129998183</id><published>2007-08-06T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:45:34.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SPOILER WARNING-read on.</title><content type='html'>We finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at 11:30 last night. It was amazing. We all sighed at the end. Very satisfying. Major props to JKRowling. And I mean MAJOR props. Mom said she was thinking last night: How did JKR keep it all aligned in her head? Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading the books out loud, because then you have time to scream and yell and shriek and groan and laugh on the floor and shout a theory out right before it comes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Dad has the best voices. Jim Dale may have a lot of voices, but Dad has the good ones. Like how I think the people's voices should sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's done. No more holes to fill, no more crazy theories, no more of my predictions to come true. I is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I didn't think I could post without giving anything away...turns out I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8268902716129998183?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8268902716129998183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8268902716129998183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8268902716129998183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8268902716129998183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-spoiler-warning-read-on.html' title='NO SPOILER WARNING-read on.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-560872143136925828</id><published>2007-08-01T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:44:00.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of nothing</title><content type='html'>LT was amazing, in a completely different way than I thought it would. I'm still looking over the week, trying to take it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is back to normal, except that life is never normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's August. That's not right. I like summer, even though I don't do anything, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling lethargic. Hopefully it's just because it's right after LT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go do something else that I'm sure is much more important than this. Somehow that feels sarcastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-560872143136925828?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/560872143136925828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=560872143136925828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/560872143136925828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/560872143136925828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/08/ramblings-of-nothing.html' title='Ramblings of nothing'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-1681710676115061090</id><published>2007-07-20T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:47:22.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HP5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. Best yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't read it for a whole week yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to rush throught the LAST Harry Potter book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so getting one when I move out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-1681710676115061090?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/1681710676115061090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=1681710676115061090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1681710676115061090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/1681710676115061090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/07/hp5.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-70866477395805762</id><published>2007-07-14T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:46:36.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. HP5 came out, I haven't seen it yet, but I can't WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;2. Our basement looks amazing.&lt;br /&gt;3. I finished my couch.&lt;br /&gt;4. LT is almost close enough to count the days on one hand. I can't WAIT!!&lt;br /&gt;5. The LT party is tomorrow, where I get to see all my friends that I haven't seen for 2 weeks. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;6. I finished the LT video. I can't wait to watch people's reactions.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm having some rocking awesome quiet times!&lt;br /&gt;8. HP7 is coming out, and that's going to be SO bittersweet. argh.&lt;br /&gt;9. I read the most amazing book yesterday. (See top) It took me from lunch to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm still glowing over what Mrs. K had on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm still finding time to be lazy in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;12. Flowers are amazing freshly cut from the garden, sitting on our kitchen island.&lt;br /&gt;13. I found out "Psyche" can make me grin (thanks, Caleb).&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm happy that I have so many things to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;15. I posted! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-70866477395805762?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/70866477395805762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=70866477395805762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/70866477395805762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/70866477395805762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/07/list.html' title='A list.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2004415122446032976</id><published>2007-06-16T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:40:38.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering</title><content type='html'>I just volunteered at that horse place. That was fun. I'll be back. I wish I had more time to be back...What happened to my saturdays??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-2004415122446032976?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2004415122446032976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2004415122446032976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2004415122446032976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2004415122446032976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/06/volunteering.html' title='Volunteering'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7765455552795880360</id><published>2007-06-14T14:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:16:37.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what ever man</title><content type='html'>It's summer. Grandma T. just left. LT is in 37 days. Relay is on the 22nd. I got to talk to Gina. I get to have a day of nothing, even though it's half over. It's beautiful outside. I finished a puzzle. Or two. Abby helped. I need to have someone over. I don't get myspace. We re-watched so you think you can dance today. I'm not quite sure what the point of this post was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7765455552795880360?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7765455552795880360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7765455552795880360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7765455552795880360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7765455552795880360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-ever-man.html' title='what ever man'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5189818780017109656</id><published>2007-06-07T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:16:11.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting things that have happened since yesterday.</title><content type='html'>I got my hair cut. It's sooo awesome!! I love it. Abby got hers cut too. She looks gorgeous:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basement is getting carpet in. I'm so excititated. Can't wait to see it.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma T. is coming over for a week. Yay!!! I haven't seen her since last July :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 days, 12 hours!!!!!!!!!! I know I know...get a life. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Felt my purse&lt;br /&gt;11. Make some friends volunteering&lt;br /&gt;12. Stay up all night @ Relay, then take a nap. A long one. lol&lt;br /&gt;13.Read Harry Potter series, 1-6 in 50 days, and then we start #7 :-) Happy??!!!&lt;br /&gt;14. Make Mac n' Cheese all by my self for lunch. That'll be handy&lt;br /&gt;15. Play "Dawn" on the piano while Pride and Prejudice opening is playing on TV. That would be an accomplishment--timing is hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well it turns out I can only do 15 things this summer. Poor me. If I get a brainwave I'll do 25, but I'm stopping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your p's and q's!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5189818780017109656?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5189818780017109656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5189818780017109656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5189818780017109656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5189818780017109656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/06/exciting-things-that-have-happened.html' title='Exciting things that have happened since yesterday.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-6812749368505480350</id><published>2007-06-05T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:13:42.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a bit going on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;DANCE IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SCHOOL IS OVER!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Relay for life is coming!!! yessssssssss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LT is 45 days away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully next week I start running.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could legally drive. I have yet to decide whether I will or not...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to make 25 things to do during the summer...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Run on the James Running Program.&lt;br /&gt;2. Write some short stories/finish doing "Writing Magic."&lt;br /&gt;3. Become completely confident around horses.&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish sewing my couch.&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish the Bach Fugue.&lt;br /&gt;6. Practice guitar&lt;br /&gt;7. Decorate flip-flops&lt;br /&gt;8. Finish making my bag.&lt;br /&gt;9. Write on my blog more? Maybe???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In order to encourage #9, I'm gonna stop there and come back another time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I have to go!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-6812749368505480350?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/6812749368505480350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=6812749368505480350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6812749368505480350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/6812749368505480350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/06/theres-bit-going-on.html' title='There&apos;s a bit going on...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8144407058958514887</id><published>2007-05-04T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:11:00.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hungry for hot fudge. That makes sense, since I've been staring at Katie's backround for the past minute. Icecream pie is delicious, and I love food.&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend. I'm in the mood to blog. No idea what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing going on! I know, that sounds horrible, especially if you look at our June calandar. I'm glad it's almost time for Sunday. I LOVE Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we got a call from Gina and James at the Reliant K concert. Lucky!! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to watch Night at the Museum, tonight, and eat banana splits sometime. I'm happy. banana splits==bananas, icecream, HOT FUDGE!! I'm in the moooood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wasted...30 seconds of your life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8144407058958514887?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8144407058958514887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8144407058958514887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8144407058958514887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8144407058958514887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-hungry-for-hot-fudge.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-5302860734829777808</id><published>2007-04-28T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:51:34.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...?</title><content type='html'>It's the weekend. Tomorrow's sunday. Sabado. Yeah. Warm weather's on its way. It's weird how my mood changes with the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also weird how the first few days of stormy/cloudy weather I can be very hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather giggled as she read the letter written on purple paper. It was from her friend, Terri, in New York, who was away for the summer. As always, Terri was giving Heather the full account of the week--with special commentary by Terri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. Hopscotter was holding the fork by the very end of her fingertips, taking the smallest bites possible. I don't know how she manages to eat such small bites and remain as big and intimidating as she is. She looks somewhat like a frog--complete with a double chin and a big red frizzy wig. She always talks like a stuck up queen would--her voice is low and stiff. Sometimes I'm surprised it doesn't break under the strain of her perfect English. I'm glad I don't live with her, and only have to have "tea" with her every Tuesday, instead of every meal, every day, like her poor niece does. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, hope you're good, and that your Tuesdays are about as entertaining as mine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write back!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather put down the letter and looked out her window. Nothing had really happened to her lately. It had been pretty dull without Terri around, and she still had two months in New York. Maybe she should just send Terri a picture of a frog with a double chin and frizzy red wig, wearing a queen's dress and crown...that would make Terri laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she should go down to the pond and catch a model.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-5302860734829777808?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/5302860734829777808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=5302860734829777808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5302860734829777808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/5302860734829777808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello.html' title='Hello...?'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-8508068911947107495</id><published>2007-04-25T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:22:13.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me rambling. Ish. Ah! Abby's rubbing off on me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm tired. And I wish school was over. Except not. But yeah. I don't know. I want my brain to stop feeling squashed at the end of the day, at any rate. I like school when it doesn't make me say incoherent sentences. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Otherwise, life is pretty good. Dance tonight. There WAS nice weather. And I voted 200 times last night for American Idol. That was fun. I was at 192 when we stopped for the night, but then I'm like, let's just get to 200. Yeah, I know, Monk, but whatever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, so before I do anything weird(er), I'll leave :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-8508068911947107495?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/8508068911947107495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=8508068911947107495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8508068911947107495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/8508068911947107495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-me-rambling-ish-ah-abbys.html' title='This is me rambling. Ish. Ah! Abby&apos;s rubbing off on me!!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-7406261710345733425</id><published>2007-04-20T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:20:59.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet this didn't happen to you today.</title><content type='html'>I love April Christmas Carolers. They're the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-7406261710345733425?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/7406261710345733425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=7406261710345733425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7406261710345733425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/7406261710345733425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/04/bet-this-didnt-happen-to-you-today.html' title='Bet this didn&apos;t happen to you today.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-2425490955333936314</id><published>2007-04-19T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:20:21.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Spring is in the air&lt;br /&gt;Spring is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;Do not despair:&lt;br /&gt;70 on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all Ohioans rejoice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-2425490955333936314?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/2425490955333936314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=2425490955333936314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2425490955333936314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/2425490955333936314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/04/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-4685013994060437239</id><published>2007-02-21T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:19:12.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life includes:</title><content type='html'>Celtic Ball. Excited? You betcha! I have my dress, I will obtain some sweet jewelry, and will (hopefully) figure out a really pretty hair do. Lucky boys--all you have to do is kinda throw together a nicer outfit, and check your hair on the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of LT. I'm starting to remember so many memories I had kinda forgotten a few months ago. Excited? NO!!! LT? no way. No one's EVER excited for LT!!!!!! lol. Fundaraisers coming our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. Excited? no. No sarcasim this time. I just do it. But, I must say, I do enjoy writing ramdom stories about random people about random things that may not seem very significant. That's fun. But everything else (besides piano, of course) is just school. ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could wake up earlier, and get the same amount of sleep. I could wake up at 6:00 like everybody else, but I'd get even more incoherent than I am now!! You may not think I'm incoherent, but you haven't heard me talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better go see what I'm doing with my hair. It's a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-4685013994060437239?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/4685013994060437239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=4685013994060437239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4685013994060437239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/4685013994060437239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-includes.html' title='Life includes:'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-117072203283591605</id><published>2007-02-05T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:33:52.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Where'd that time go? I totally haven't posted in like forever. I pretty much havent' been on since I last posted except to check email, do spanish, and occasionally check kt and gina's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January was a drag. Seriously, it was just school. fun. and busy weekends where we did nothing. Not sure how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February looks better. I hope. There's the celtic ball. Which I have a sweet dress for. and I'm finding ways to keep busy in the things I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only problem: I can't work MySpace. I'm not on enough to keep up with it, and so I'm out of it. Except for kt and gina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that'll be my motivation to get on more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-117072203283591605?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/117072203283591605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=117072203283591605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/117072203283591605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/117072203283591605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116623014930208912</id><published>2006-12-15T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:06:15.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 examples of why my life is good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. I'm fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. It's Xmas break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. There's an xmas party downstairs, but I'm having a quiet evening by myself (though I'll probably call someone...lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. I have a lot of awesome friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. xmas shopping is going well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. I have time to clean my room! call me crazy, but I like to clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. Jim Dale is reading HP2 to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. I did a test today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. tomorrow is choir performance, and it's gonna be funnn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. My life doesn't have many sad things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116623014930208912?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116623014930208912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116623014930208912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116623014930208912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116623014930208912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/12/10-examples-of-why-my-life-is-good.html' title='10 examples of why my life is good.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116500255503444540</id><published>2006-12-01T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:49:15.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio weather...gotta love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You know you're&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in OH when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;it rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sleets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;is sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;windy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;has blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;clouds and a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;b&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all in the same day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it's only 2:30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, and btw... WHITE RABBIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116500255503444540?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116500255503444540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116500255503444540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116500255503444540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116500255503444540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/12/ohio-weathergotta-love-it.html' title='Ohio weather...gotta love it.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116500226631217640</id><published>2006-12-01T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:04:47.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some cross offs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;47. Watch OSU win against Michigan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep yep --good game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;22. Teach someone how to knit or crochet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one was done on the OSU vs. Michigan game day, when I showed Cameron how to crochet--I doubt she'll remember, but I also showed this one girl how to start a crocheting project--she knew the rest of it...so I'll call that 2 halves make a whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;41. Laugh until I cry&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun, to laugh until I cried. Thanksgiving dinner--totally laughed so hard. I love y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in twelve hours, I'll be 15!!! AHH!! I'm like, dude, that's NUTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and the sis's had to go birthday shopping for me today--weekends have been SO busy that we haven't found time for birthday and chrismas shopping. But we'll do it lol chya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was on the computer now at noon, because mom and abby are reading the climax of a book I'm gonna read, and they kicked me out. Well, that's them saying they're done. I'm hungry! ttyl :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;EDIT::::WHITE RABBIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116500226631217640?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116500226631217640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116500226631217640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116500226631217640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116500226631217640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-cross-offs.html' title='Some cross offs.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116500205254026407</id><published>2006-11-12T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:04:17.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50 cosas ante muerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Listening to: Newsboys--love their lyrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;50 things to do before I die. on a crashing computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We'll see how this goes.I kinda copied off some ppl, but they were good ideas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;1. Write a book and get it published&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;2. Read through my journals...it'll take a year and a lot of sleep-fighting time to do that one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;3. Sell my art or something...and it'd better be good art, too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;4. Be a leader at LT and MSR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;5. Bring someone to Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;6. Stick my head out the roof-window of a car while it's driving. Not on the express way. Don't want to tear my head off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;7. Speak Spanish fluently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;8. Go to Mexico, to live or visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;9. Go on a missions trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;10. Like Meg: go to the Ukraine to see Timmy Powers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;11. Marry my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;12. kt's way says it best: have sweet, terrifying adventures with my man (and munckins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;13. Make a big scrapbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;14. Hear a song and be able to play it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;15. What the heck, be a piano teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;16. Stay up all night...next relay, perhaps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;17. Stand on the roof watching a sunrise/set with a friend or my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;18. Not kiss till my wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;19. Run another 5k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;20. Get my scores from PSAT and be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;21. I liked this one...Make a difference in someone's life besides leading them to Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;22. Teach someone how to knit or crochet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;23. Learn how to quilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;24.Get into an awesome college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;25. Speak in front of people without feeling self-consious or annoyed at how it went, but speak clearly and effectively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;26. Build a huge, awesome sand castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;27. Go out of my way to help someone who needs me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;28. Be ready for my tests on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;29. Graduate from danceworks. (that'll be a sad sad day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;30. Do a roundoff backhandspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;31. Read the entire Harry Potter series in a row. Not necessarily in one day, but over time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;32. Go to another Newsboys concert, or ALIVE33. Walk across the room and not feel like it was a disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;34. Ok, I know I'm copying a LOT, but invite dance person to youth group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;35. Mow the grass in a sweetly weird design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;36. Rub Dad's back for an hour--and not even get paid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;37. Be a Youth Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;38. Be organized enough in a rush to consistently get out the door without remembering something at the last second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;39. See the Grand Canyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;40. Be there for someone in the middle of the night when they need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;41. Laugh until I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;42. Cry until I laugh...I've done that though...well, Cry until I laugh because I'm crying so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;43. Eat cookie dough while I'm studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;44. Consistently take risks to do what God called us to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;45. Watch a thunderstorm with my friends or my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;46. Write a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;47. Watch OSU win against Michigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;48. Ride in a Limo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;49. Learn another language besides Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;50. Learn to play harmonica and guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Whew! there we are. I proly have tons more that I could do, but I can't think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Well, ttyl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116500205254026407?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116500205254026407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116500205254026407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116500205254026407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116500205254026407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/11/50-cosas-ante-muerte.html' title='50 cosas ante muerte'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116199425829471536</id><published>2006-10-26T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:03:51.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny how different life can get in just a week or so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not &lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;, but I'm not &lt;em&gt;sad &lt;/em&gt;anymore. I'm proly just a little below post-LT average. But things are looking up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except I g2g study for tomorrow....ulch. But after this I'm hopefully gonna be better with studying....heheh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116199425829471536?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116199425829471536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116199425829471536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116199425829471536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116199425829471536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/10/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116103475692169735</id><published>2006-10-16T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:03:22.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say Happy?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yep, that's me right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I got done with school earlier than I thought I would! Yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, last night was simply amaazing...Kick the can...who knew it could be quite so crazy. I laughed SO hard last night....Even when I was in "jail," it was super fun, because you could hear EVERYTHING that was going on...for instance...IT runs up the steps, and you hear this yell, thump, *crash*, and I'd just crack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was IT once...interesting. I learned never to try and catch a cross country runner when there's plenty of room, and you're trying to outrun him. And I learned I should learn where the light switches in the sacntuary are...it was PITCH BLACK up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Kt was completely CRAZY and broke the door frame, and I have a picture somewhere...not here... She got a splinter from it... Yay kt yay... The boys were so proud of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so life's looking kewl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116103475692169735?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116103475692169735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116103475692169735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116103475692169735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116103475692169735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-you-say-happy.html' title='Can you say Happy?!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116026072680006497</id><published>2006-10-07T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:03:04.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PPSAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:modern;"&gt;I just did the Practice PSAT and I did ok...Did some stupid mistakes, but now I know to take my time :-) I also need to find a strategy for the passage and questions thingy in the critical reading section. But hey, I got a 172. So I'm happy. We got 2 weeks until the PSAT, and so I'll be able to get more info hammered into my head :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:modern;"&gt;Tchyah, I'm a little more confident now...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116026072680006497?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116026072680006497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116026072680006497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116026072680006497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116026072680006497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/10/ppsat.html' title='PPSAT'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116025943048576896</id><published>2006-10-05T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:02:39.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Yeah, school's goin' well. I'm getting more free time. Now I gotta get me a good book or project of some sort... won't be too hard...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;So yep. Life's goin good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Oh! I figured out the intro to "Never Alone" by Barlow Girl.... That was funn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116025943048576896?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116025943048576896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116025943048576896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116025943048576896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116025943048576896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/10/humm.html' title='Humm...'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-116025923891300149</id><published>2006-09-29T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:02:19.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here I am, pretty much done with the school week. I almost typed in "year" Not yet! Please not yet! I've barely gotten into the swing of things! But yes, the swing of things is pretty hectic. I am SO going to learn how to read faster. Or something. I got a LOT of reading to do this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Umm...Yeah. I have to keep reminding myself homeschooling is probably less work, but then again...Swift's making me think...or panic or something. Ok, not panic, but definitely something. Lol, I'll pray about public schooling, but I have no idea whether God wants me to do that. We'll see...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, well, time to do something...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-116025923891300149?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/116025923891300149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=116025923891300149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116025923891300149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/116025923891300149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115893830074636427</id><published>2006-09-21T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:01:50.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to take Kt's comment as sarcastic, so here we go (kt's comment was "the reason why no one comments might be because you post so much.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont' really like piano at the moment. It annoys me. I can't concentrate on the music, and I'm so confused with this thing he had me do...I'm supposed to break the song into phrases, since Bach didn't, but I'm SO CONFUSED about where... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School in general has not been fun. I'm not in the mood to do something, so I put it off, so I have two little essays I have to do tomorrow, and get ready for a sleepover, and be done with school by 3;30, I think..And I gotta take a history test, and I really don't wanta study for it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, there's my complaining for the week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, I'll add a little happiness...dance was pretty good...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT::::::::::::::::::::::ok...Kt told me it wasn't sarcastic. Ah well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115893830074636427?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115893830074636427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115893830074636427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115893830074636427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115893830074636427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-going-to-take-kts-comment-as.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115852238296106385</id><published>2006-09-17T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:46:22.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soo....I love sundays. That's a given. Church ROCKS. It just does. The teens ROCK. I love just being able to come and talk about God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Sermon was good. I hate saying sermon. It's not boring. ok, the teaching was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dance...I want to get to know some of the gals there. My first week was mostly just checking things out--trying to figure out how to dance again--in Amy's style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Any hoo, I like, totally, am, like, ready, like for 2 1/2 hours to go by, so Youth group will start.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, look, I have an AHH!!! at the beginning of my post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, the book at the top is a really good book--shows how good we have it here in America, but that's not the only message...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come live in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come breathe in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I will rise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oon eagle's wings...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115852238296106385?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115852238296106385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115852238296106385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115852238296106385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115852238296106385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahh.html' title='AHH!!!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115852154083725715</id><published>2006-09-12T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:01:08.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honestly....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My youth group &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ROCKS! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Press on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12320693-115852154083725715?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115852154083725715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115852154083725715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115852154083725715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115852154083725715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/09/honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115784163033716461</id><published>2006-09-09T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:00:43.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hum de dum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Dad's work today...saw his trailer, and the computer room, and the place where they actually turn that lump of steel into a bar of steel. Interesting...I finally decoded some of the lingo...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you my most amazing pancake recipe? lol no. I haven't. Take a pancake, add a thinnish layer of peanut butter, then smear some syrup on top of that, then add more pb, then a smear of honey, then another layer of pb, and last but definitely not least, top it off with a generous amount of cinnamon sugar. Microwave for 10 seconds. EAT! It's good. Creamy. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, school. The wonderful pleasures of a normal routine. Lovely. Hum. I need to learn how to read faster. I've got a LOT of reading this year . It's going pretty good. Actually, it's only been the first week, and Monday was cut off for Labor Day, so yeah. Next week we're gonna have to do a little scrunching too, because our grandparents are coming, and we want to spend time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good worship session in the shower the other day. I kinda felt like a sctrached CD with all the most amazing worship songs on it. yeah, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115784163033716461?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115784163033716461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115784163033716461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115784163033716461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115784163033716461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-ish.html' title='Random ish'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115686304419863479</id><published>2006-08-29T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:00:12.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum...AH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sundays rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mom painted the schoolroom today, and it looks good! Almost exactly the same as before, except darker and goldy-er. like, when she was painting it, I'm like, that's really dark, and goldy. but now it looks about the same. But I guess I'm just used to the walls turning bright yellow, blue, purple or green. In the brown perspective though, it changed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum...I had a productive day yesterday, but still restful. I found outI like being in the kitchen, and I talked to my Aunt, and worked on a report, and Spanish, but unfortunately, I don't think I touched the piano. My bad. I'll work on it after kt gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!!! My two friends are now in real public highschool! OH MY WORD! I'm praying they won't get lost, and come in with the attitude of they're there to do God's will. I personally am glad I'm still homeschooling. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to dance starting...whenever that may be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115686304419863479?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115686304419863479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115686304419863479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115686304419863479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115686304419863479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/08/ho-humah.html' title='Ho hum...AH!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115652087169742857</id><published>2006-08-25T11:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:59:49.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've been having a few things on my heart that I've been praying for a lot lately. The first is about Veena and Madan, the elderly hindu couple in our neighborhood. I want to see them become saved. If that happened, I would probably burst out crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The second is teens going into college, and being faced with this world's corruptness. I was reading my notes the other day, and Tom Short said 80% fall away from God because of sexual immorality, and that's been on my heart, too. 80%!!!!!!!!! I pray that won't happen to anyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Third is all of us getting back to school, and being open and reaching other people. It's gonna be tough, but it's a soul issue thing, and it has to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fourth and final, I really want to reach the girls at dance. I don't really know any of them as well as I'd like, and since I don't go to school with them, dance is the only place to get to know them. I really want to be able to give them the right words when they need them. So pray that I'll be looking for the opportunities to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I've kinda felt like those things have been my big prayer to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115652087169742857?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115652087169742857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115652087169742857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115652087169742857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115652087169742857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/08/on-my-mind_25.html' title='on my mind'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115645020551764524</id><published>2006-08-24T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:58:57.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's nice outside--I dunno why I'm in here, on the computer, but I thought I should post, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...Almost immediately after we got back from that relaxing visit with our grandparents, we were thrown unceremoniously back into our crazy lives. Very good ones, I might add, but crazy ones. We had youth group. That was pretty fun, we played mafia (grr....Tony) and hung out mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! the summer's almost out! It is out for some people already! AH!! I'm a freshmore. Or a sophman. I dunno...one of the two. Biology...I'm trying not to think "ugh..." because then it might turn out to be ugh, when it wouldn't be normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise, I think this is gonna be a good year. Hopefully we'll be starting earlier, so we can finish earlier. I don't think I could really like another year like last year. It felt like all school, and scheduled events, like dance or whatever. No free time to sit and do nothing if I wanted. But this year is gonna be different, because I'm gonna &lt;em&gt;make&lt;/em&gt; it different, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup...trying to stay surrendered to God. Takes an effort everyday, but that's how it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go outside, and look at those LT notes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115645020551764524?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115645020551764524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115645020551764524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115645020551764524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115645020551764524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/08/nice-outside.html' title='Nice outside'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115574177907462975</id><published>2006-08-16T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:58:37.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life when it's not so hectic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, let's try this again...the last post failed on me :-(. If you want, just skip these next 4 paragraphs, and get to the good part :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun. We walked the resevior, and talked--asked some good questions to each other. Then we went to godfather's pizza with katie, gretchen,and ann, and it was nice to meet katie and ann again, and to see gretchen again. we went bowling, and I did ok...not as awesomme as I'd like, but the stupid ball wouldn't go where I wanted it to! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, kt and I ran before we came here. I actually went two miles, even though that last mile was a flashback to the first time I ran...That's ok. I just pretended Tony and James had tp'd the trees in front of our house, and then they were eating all the chocolate chip banana muffins in the house, and I had to run home, and claim some for myself. It worked :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just hung out here when we got here. We just sat and talked, had good food, played euchre, (up to TEN) and talked to bruce and cleb. not in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we're gonna go swimming, tomorrow, we're gonna practice piano and go horse back riding, with gretchen, and Friday we're gonna go to the county fair :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. Lately I've been reading Mark, and I'm gonna finish it tomorrow. It'snic eto reflect on what Jesus did for me--especially after LT. I know how intimate God's love for me is, and even though I don't feel it as strongly as I did at LT, I still feel it, and I'm trying to act on it, and be a servant, and talk about Him and stuff. I love Sundays. I get to be with my friends who are wanting God's will to go first, and I can worship with them, and talk with them. This Sunday we'll be at the grandparent's church, but it's still gonna be good. God doesn't rely on what church you go to to speak to you. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to keep surrendering my worry of what others think of me, especially here, where I'm meeting people I haven't seen in forever. I just read this awesome book, how my private, personal journal became a bestseller, and even though it's not that christian-based, it still talks about being confident in yourself, and not being pressured by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offering all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you're all this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart is living for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115574177907462975?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115574177907462975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115574177907462975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115574177907462975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115574177907462975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-when-its-not-so-hectic.html' title='Life when it&apos;s not so hectic.'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115472069455124915</id><published>2006-08-04T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:58:19.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All About LT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dude, I need to post more....sorry about that! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok...LT. The thing we've all been waiting for... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was kind of wary at first--LT can't live up to the expectations we've given it, can it? It can. dude, it was AMAZING!!!!!!!The bus trips were uneventful--hallelujah to that! the condo was prettyful. Trashed with our stuff, but prettyful. Getting to the meetings on time was a challenge, for me at least (I HATE my clockwork working like that--on top of things until the last minute!).&lt;br /&gt;The meetings....were AWESOME! The first meeting, Tony, James, and Katie were so HYPER! it was AMAZING! I've never seen Tony that hyper before. When the doors FINALLY opened, we went streaming in, yelling at the top of our lungs, and ran straight for the front row. It was Loud. Like, LOUD. But that's ok... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There were many meetings--my two favorites was Tuesday night's worship night, and when Timmy Powers spoke. They both hit home. Monday and Tuesday. Oh, one of my favorite traditions of LT is when you get there, you take off your shoes. I don't know why--maybe it's like with Moses taking off his sandals at the burning bush--LT kind of became holy ground, because it led us to God. But that's about the only reason. :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Timmy spoke about the "life boat game" where there's only room for 4 people, but there's 5 people, so you have to decide who gets kicked off. That's all anyone worries about in life, is staying on that boat--have people like you so you can stay on. Jesus jumped off that boat, and swam far away. He didn't care what others thought. He did what he had to do, and didn't let worry hinder him. Timmy said to surrender your worry of staying on that boat. I did, and jumped off. Now I gotta work on not getting back on! Dude, that'll be hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday night, there were no chairs--you sat on the ground. That was nice--we could get even closer to the stage than being in the front row! lol. It was mostly music, with some different testimonies thrown in. But my favorite part was at the beginning, they gave you a letter from God. I was crying after the first few paragraphs. I could just feel God sitting right next to me, holding me, and hugging me, saying "I've been here the whole time. Where have you been?" Sang awesome songs, and did communion, and cried, and hugged each other. Prayed in a big circle. You could wander off--you didn't have to listen to all the speakers. Sometimes I wanted to be with friends, and have them hug me, and cry with me. Other times I wanted to be alone with God, and just talk to him. One of the times, I surrendered everything. I was curled up on the ground, my plams upward, and in a choked voice, gave God everything. My worry of what others think. My time. My reputation. My priorities. My life. They gave the songs at just the right time. When I wanted to be sad, and cry out to God, and give myself to him, the perfect song would come. When I wanted to jump, and rejoice, Marvelous Light came on. I got bowled over by some guys who were jumping, rejoicing in God. I don't blame them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LT rocked. Everything about it. The rushing not so much.I learned so much about everyone else around me, and about myself, and about God. I listened to amazing speakers. I sang amazing songs. laughed. cried. felt like it was just me and God in the entire room. Listened to a weird guy on the radio in the morning from the alarm. Bob Evans. devotionals. worship. adrenaline. chocolate. bananas. knocking on doors and running. anonymous. M&amp;amp;M's from the guys. letters. notes. encouragement. The HA game. beat boxing. beat boxing the announcements with Cheerio man, 2%, bananaman, and spiderman. middle school girls do spider hands. breakout. I want to stare at her FACE. Stop straightening the cushions. Don't be an Eeyore about it. Yay, whoever yay. Boo whatever boo. knocking and running and getting caught. yelling in the rain. Hallelujah. pushing Satan out the door. Closing and locking and barring the door behind me. prayer groups. tears. hugs. raise my hands and spin around. falling on our knees. voice cracks. swimming. launches in the pool. hot tub. huge mosquito bites. dunking. water-proof moccasins. the beach. ultimate frisbee. pancakes. peanut butter. Rock paper scissors. Ducks. aptats. superman. mafia. getting blindsided in mafia(grr, Rachel!) James and Jeremiah arresting Tom and Kevin. squinting in the sun for pictures-not fun. Fly, Kevin, fly. Caleb's birthday. pink luggage. Angie's twins strangling her (it's official--she only has &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;). doopas. cute mailboxes. hyper. tripping. being tired. Bea as a deer caught in headlights. hearts. flamingoes. surfer dudes. rude men in suits telling you not to be with bananas. He's just a regular guy. a fruit, not a freak. Al 2006-2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;obviously, we had the time of our lives. That was fun. I surrender to Him. He won't let me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. THAT was totally WICKED!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115472069455124915?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115472069455124915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115472069455124915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115472069455124915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115472069455124915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-about-lt.html' title='All About LT'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115352668033596672</id><published>2006-07-21T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:04:40.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm gone. I'll talk to you next week...those who aren't coming...lol. I'll give you a nice long post when I get back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;until next week, then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115352668033596672?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115352668033596672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115352668033596672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115352668033596672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115352668033596672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/07/lt.html' title='LT!'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115315108601514452</id><published>2006-07-17T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T11:46:23.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh heh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok, So it's kinda weird, I'm checking everyone else's blogs, and am disappointed when no one posts. Congrats, Rach, for posting on your blog when no one else really has. Well. Then I realized I was kinda being a hypocrite, because I haven't posted anything really except for a very long post about everything we did on our vacation. You don't want to read my journal, it's just as boring. lol. It's more of a diary, but I just call it my journal. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To post: We had IMAPCT last night, and we figured out some of the things we should take to LT, and man am I READY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm gonna make a list sometime of everything I should bring, and it's gonna be long! I'm gonna figure out what I really need...we're supposed to travel light, but I don't think I've ever done that yet. That's the problem with us Y's. well, I suppose it's ok, because then we're prepared for everything! lol. EEEeeeeeeEEEEEEE do you realize, it's this FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I totally think I'm gonna be so excited. I mean, if I'm excited now, 4 days, 9 hours and 24 minuts before we're at church, starting to leave, then think of me when I'm actually THERE. I'll try not to make everyone afraid of me, I will truly try! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I've been practicing piano, and I'm learning kt's prelude, and a mineut by Joseph Hydn. that was mostly for Ted's benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, I'm gonna call it a post.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, I bet you're getting tired of hearing this, but ELLLLLLLL TEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HaNnAh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115315108601514452?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115315108601514452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115315108601514452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115315108601514452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115315108601514452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/07/heh-heh.html' title='Heh heh....'/><author><name>H. Yackley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13568727597628888234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJaDA-9MVV8/S4StYlEO0TI/AAAAAAAAABk/7Fw837nNEx0/S220/Shhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12320693.post-115256733573733231</id><published>2006-07-10T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:35:35.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;since kt gave me the idea on her blog, I'll give you more details on our trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We left Saturday, the first, in the morning. We traveled for quite a distance, straight to Georgia, and arrived at my aunt lou's driveway around 8 or so. We had dinner, and caught up. Then mom and Dad went to my grandma's condo, where they stayed for the Georgia portion of this trip. We stayed up, and talked with my cousin Chelsea, and Aunt Lou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sunday, the second, we left around 10:30 for church, and it was quite interesting. I liked it. It was different from our church, and so it was kinda cool to see how other people's churches work. Though, this particular sunday, they were having a special jazzy kind of service, so it wasn't normal for the cousins, either. After church, we saw our grandma's condo--it's a nice place. We had lunch at Aunt Lou's house, and swam in their pool in the backyard. We had a TON of fun doing this movies game, though it doesn't have to be about movies. One person ("IT" I suppose) stands at one end of the pool, and everyone else is on the opposite side. IT thinks of a movie, and says the intials (example, P-O-T-C for Pirates of the caribbean). The others have to figure out what movie it is. You can ask what genre it is, who stars in it, old or new, what's it about, etc. once you figure out the movie, you swim across the pool, and tag IT, and say what movie it is. Obvoiusly, the first person to tag IT and gets it right is the winner. The winner is now the new IT, and we start again. VERY fun. we played that till maybe 5:30, and we took showers and had yummy lasagna at Grandma's condo. After dinner, we started on a new cup game, then watched Edward Scissorhands. pretty good, if you want something kinda shallow--there wasn't a huge in-depth plot, or have a big point, but it was nice. Had some language, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Monday, the third, we went down to Atlanta to visit Uncle Tom and his family, and see their house, and talk. We went swimming, all nine of us cousins. But we got hungry pretty quick, so had some snacks until the pizza arrived. VERY yummy. Played Mou (mow?)--lots of it. Abby and Chelsea went shopping after a few rounds, so they were out of the loop when they got back. It was really funny, because by that time the rules were clear to us, so it was funny to watch them have no idea what was going on. Had dinner, played a lot of clue, and took a walk, and had a bit of a concert. I played "song without words." It was ok... :0) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tuesday, the fourth, we sorta packed up what we didn't need for Tuesday and Wednesday, and played clue with Chelsea. We figured out a way to make lists to remember what everyone had played or done. I know, that's kinda involved, but it was fun! People came, and we had a late lunch, and had a bit of a fourth party, imagine that!LOTS of clue, another concert, and I played "Son without words" again, because that was in good order for a recital thing, so yeah. I think I did better that time. We swam, and did more movies and Abby worked on her dive, and it got pretty good. Played a last game of clue, and went to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wednesday, the fifth, out the door before 10:30, and drove for a few hours to Tennesee, where meme and pops were waiting. had lunch, played euchre, had a walk, hung out, had fun. dinner, So you think you can dance, and bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thursday, the sixth, we had pancakes, took a walk, played a little Euchre, watched what not to wear, tried out the boat, but it wouldn't start, so we swam off the dock, which was very fun. dinner, scrabble, results to so you think you can dance, and bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Friday, the seventh, Abby was talking about Pirates being out, and wanting to know how it went from Meg, but didn't want to know so much as to call her. We had a walk, again, and I &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;learned how to skip rocks. We played a good game of scrabble, just kt, abby and me, with a little dad thrown in when we're stumped. had lunch, where dad was talking about maybe seeing pirates, but if we wanted to swim, we should probably hup to it. I didn't but I went down to the dock, and watched them, and wrote in my journal. When we came back, it was definite that we were going to see pirates, and we needed to get ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; all in red below is about pirates. if you haven't seen it, and don't want all the funny parts to be given away, or anything else for that matter, should proceed to the next section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was awesome. BANG un-dead monkey. Where's that monkey, I need to shoot something. Oh, the HEAT. I've got a jar of der-ert. I've got a jar of *thump* it's ok!! I"VE HAD IT!!!!!!! *squack* don't eat me! dilly dilly snip snip. No, BIG fire! BIG fire! more wood! sishcabob Jack. ...the help of the escape of Jack sparrow. CAPTAIN!! &lt;em&gt;captain&lt;/em&gt; Jack sparrow. And I'm sure there's a lot more lines, but I've only seen it once! But man, what an ending!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok, you can read again :-) I'm crazy. After the movie, we had homemade pizza--delicious!! watched Monk, and packed up and went to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Saturday, the eighth, we drove all day, and listened to Prince Caspian, and stuff. It's good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so there you have it, the vacation, and I'm sure a lot more details than you wanted, but I'm very sorry :-( lol, I had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sunday was sweet, we had a praise and worship night, and half the people were up on the stage, but that's ok. I had fun--I played the piano. we had some requests, and some cheesy french accents, and cheesy messed up jokes, and icecream and ultimate frisbee. I had a GREAT time. VERY sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, I've been talking way too long, time to do something else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12320693-115256733573733231?l=doryack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/feeds/115256733573733231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12320693&amp;postID=115256733573733231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115256733573733231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12320693/posts/default/115256733573733231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doryack.blogspot.com/2006/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>H. 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