<?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-4128431208223561768</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:32:29.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>College!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-1789259118581856074</id><published>2010-09-28T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T23:20:35.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh.</title><content type='html'>boys are going to be the death of me. just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days until I see Mike again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days until Fredonia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-1789259118581856074?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/1789259118581856074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/1789259118581856074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/1789259118581856074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/ugh.html' title='ugh.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-4594459290056033665</id><published>2010-09-21T00:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T00:10:14.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHH!</title><content type='html'>I BOUGHT PLANE TICKETS TO VISIT MIKE AT FREDONIA!!!!!!! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 18 days until I see Mike again &lt;br/&gt; 25 days until weekend at Fredonia&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-4594459290056033665?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/4594459290056033665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/ahhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/4594459290056033665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/4594459290056033665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/ahhhh.html' title='AHHHH!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-5906229229667347425</id><published>2010-09-19T22:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:47:54.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy A</title><content type='html'>I got invited to see a movie :D we saw easy a, very cute and funny with a great soundtrack. there were also a bunch of great trailers, some of which will be up here soon. this includes harry potter... I almost cried. I will be rereading the last book shortly. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; mikes first concert is October 16th. it'll cost me about $200 round trip.... but I think I can make it :) we're both really excited. two weekends in a row :D &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I better get some sleep... tomorrow is chem day! I have my lecture, then the prelab, and then the discussion at 7pm. I did finish my chem and bio labs today though. I'll be editing my essay tomorrow for science fiction, and working on my intro to health sciences (hp 151) response. did I mention I dropped ethics? :) &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 19 days until I see Mike again&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-5906229229667347425?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/5906229229667347425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/5906229229667347425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/5906229229667347425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/easy.html' title='Easy A'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-379870579427715000</id><published>2010-09-16T00:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:32:19.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ick.</title><content type='html'>Writing papers sucks. Even if its just a rough draft. Especially if its about a book you hate. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I still haven't gotten used to the traffic and trains. They still keep me up at night and give me strange dreams/quasi-nightmares. I'm going to find a picture of Ithaca, a picture of Ireland, and a picture of Mike to hang up on my bulletin board tomorrow for motivation.Because I have none right now. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 22 days until I see Mike again &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-379870579427715000?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/379870579427715000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/ick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/379870579427715000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/379870579427715000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/ick.html' title='Ick.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-5287860722766042592</id><published>2010-09-12T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:31:05.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah. School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ewww. I hate homework, I really do. I was supposed to do a bio lab and outline an essay today, but I couldn't figure out how to start the lab, and the paper was just... a paper. I don't really need them until Tuesday anyways. But I have to wake up early (normal time) tomorrow &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know, I shouldn't be complaining. I've only had classes for 6 days. And I don't even have class all day. Friday starts yoga, which I'm very excited for. Next Saturday starts massage. And I might be getting out of ethics if I'm lucky. That would be just fantastic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's also fantastic is the TNT had a Lord of the Rings marathon this weekend. I'm watching Return of the King right now. I also watched Avatar yesterday. And I did get all my reading done, which is a plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mike is going to start making sure I eat again. I think I've lost some weight, which isn't exactly a good thing for me... We'll see how well this works. I'm keeping track for myself too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;26 days until I see Mike again&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/4128431208223561768-5287860722766042592?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/5287860722766042592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/bah-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/5287860722766042592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/5287860722766042592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/bah-school.html' title='Bah. School.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-6009454654770057978</id><published>2010-09-06T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:07:34.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love you." "I know."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha Star Wars is on and that line just came up. Star Wars &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, Saturday I went out with Shirley. We love love lovedddd the aquarium, especially the fuzzy baby penguins, the turtles and the HUGE sting rays. I put pictures up on my facebook college album today. After the aquarium, we went to get ice cream/smoothies and went to the prudential center to shop around a little. I bought Eat, Pray, Love (which I'm looking forward to reading very much) and then Shirley and I went and laid down in the grass in the south garden. It was such a beautiful, perfect day :) So then Ryan got there and we went and found him khaki pants and went back to Northeastern. His dorm is SO COOL. And I actually really like the campus there. It's in the middle of the city, but it's also it's own campus. So THEN we went to Fire and Ice... They told us it was an hour wait so we said alright, put Ryan's name down, and went and got Starbucks. It turned out to be a two hour wait because they kept giving our table away. We were all annoyed, but we eventually got a table and enjoyed the food. Despite the two hour wait, we all had a really nice day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But now I'm sick. And I was sick yesterday. And I have an 8am class tomorrow. Blehhh. I did get some homework done though, which is great. I need to focus on the future and whatnot so I can find some motivation to write all these essays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I also bought all my tickets for going home Columus Day weekend. I'm excited to be home. I don't like being in the city very much, and I've only been here... a week and a half. I can't stand how noisy and busy it is. I need a small town or something like that. I feel so constricted here. I really hope I get accepted to Ithaca... fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;32 days until I see Mike again. Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-6009454654770057978?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/6009454654770057978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/6009454654770057978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/6009454654770057978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you-i-know.html' title='&quot;I love you.&quot; &quot;I know.&quot;'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-6958109530513235994</id><published>2010-09-03T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:05:46.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yay! It's Friday! It's been such a long week and... oh wait, I've only had two days of class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pretty much my entire floor is at the Chiddy Bang concert (including my roommate) so I'm just relaxing here. Watching some tv. Playing some video games. Doing some homework... emphasis on some. I also made plans with Shirley (concrete plans this time) so we're going to meet up and go to the aquarium and maybe see Inception in IMax. But moreso so I can see the penguins. :) I think I'll be heading back to Northeastern with her for a little while to say hi to Ryan, then back to my room where I'll be alone for the next two days as Chelsea stays with her boyfriend. And I can't have overnight visitors until September 16th :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I finally told Mike what's been on my mind last night. And he texted me a lot today, which made me really happy. Of course, he stopped after like... 4pm. But it's a start. Maybe I'll hear from him tonight because I go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had two classes today; chem lecture, which felt like a high school class (though I'm not complaining) and ethics lecture, which I think will be fun. I ACTUALLY participated in class today. And it's not just a freshman class. I surprised myself. Oh, and the orchestra? I wasn't the first one to ever get cut :) Not the second either... Or third. I'm in! :) That's what he said. Oohhh I crack myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;35 days (or more) until I see Mike again&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/4128431208223561768-6958109530513235994?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/6958109530513235994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/6958109530513235994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/6958109530513235994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-4517578125933153382</id><published>2010-09-02T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:10:14.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, first day went alright. Bio teacher is a cute little old lady, intro to health professions teacher is...quirky, for lack of a better word, and evolution of science fiction teacher says we should call her emperor and likes Buffy. Win all around, in my opinion. Not toooo much homework. I can probably get ahead this weekend with some of &amp;nbsp;it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So apparently the Firebird was NOT the audition piece for the orchestra. I printed out the wrong one, it's actually for the CFA auditioners. Oops. I sightread the actual music (Finlandia by Sibelius and Pomp and Circumstance by Elgar) and didn't do too bad. I messed up my piece a little but I kept going. No tears, so I treated myself to a smoothie from Jamba Juice. Yummmmmy. The roster will be posted tomorrow morning, though one girl said she's never heard of anyone getting cut before. Hopefully I won't be the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chem lecture and Ethics lecture tomorrow, and then hopefully hanging out with my favorite Asian (Shirley) for most of the day. It all depends on this hurricane that's coming up the coast. I should probably be paying more attention to it, but I'm going to have to walk in the rain anyways so what's the point. Yay for umbrellas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;36 days (or more) until I see Mike again&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/4128431208223561768-4517578125933153382?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/4517578125933153382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-survived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/4517578125933153382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/4517578125933153382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-survived.html' title='I survived!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-70493981945346887</id><published>2010-09-01T23:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:15:46.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So it begins... Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I'm updating this from my phone since I'm too lazy to turn my  laptop back on. Tomorrow's the first day of classes! Yes, I'm terrified. No, I'm not prepared. Yes, I'm afraid I'm going to sleep through my 8am bio lecture. But I guess I won't find out what everything is like until after it's over. Bleh. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Shirley is going to come visit this weekend. I think we're going to go to the aquarium (I got a membership) and I want to take her to noodles street so I can see what it's all about. And then I get to cry to her about how unfair the world is. Yay! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I met my peer counselor today too. Lisa is really nice, and she seems to actually care about how we do. I like her. What I didn't like was the walking around in the beastly heat for the stupid scavenger hunt. The view from stuvi2 made up for it a little bit though... Kinda. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Well, I guess I should make this a short post so I should get some sleep. Big day tomorrow... Yikes. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 37 days (or more) until I see Mike again&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-70493981945346887?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/70493981945346887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-it-begins-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/70493981945346887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/70493981945346887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-it-begins-tomorrow.html' title='So it begins... Tomorrow'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-2391508834429089704</id><published>2010-08-31T23:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:46:09.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Tomorrow: finding out where my classes are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Thursday: First day of classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;AH. Alright, I'll admit it. I'm absolutely terrified of my schedule. Namely the two science classes. Because, even though I'm a health major, I'm terrible at science. Especially bio. Say whaaaaaat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Alright, so, I'm not NOT bad at bio. But the professor is apparently not that great for the lectures, and it's my only 8am class... Ehhhh...By default I have to assume it's going to suck. Chem shouldn't be too bad though. No clue what the professor is like for that, but I guess I'll just have to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Why is it so gosh darn HOT outside?! It's absolutely miserable. I'm actually wearing a tennis skort right now. I actually caved and I'm not wearing jeans. That's how awful it is outside. Even my fan isn't helping x.x I think I'm going to wear a skirt tomorrow, too. Blehhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;A lot of people on my floor are currently watching TV in the room next to me. They're kinda loud, but I'm just soooo tired right now from the heat that I might just fall asleep despite the noise. Well, the noise doesn't bother me at all. But I don't know if I snore, and the walls are paper thin... Ah well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Still no access to a practice room. I'm kinda freaking out about his audition. I think I'll spend most of Thursday morning practicing... I really hope that I get in :( Though I hope for a lot of other things too that I hope happen. And most don't. Grawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;38 days (or more) until I see Mike again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-2391508834429089704?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/2391508834429089704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/2391508834429089704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/2391508834429089704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-day.html' title='One more day'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-1201914083276708256</id><published>2010-08-30T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:46:43.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How much longer...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Just finished replying to an email my mom sent me updating me on things that are happening at home. It's nice hearing about everything. Also just finished Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins... Most of it was foreseeable, but it was still a really sad book with a bittersweet ending... I cried. My roommate came back from the GSU Takeover Party and was a little concerned. I'm glad I didn't go though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I wish classes would start already. I need something to distract me from missing everyone. Today was Mike's birthday... I really didn't talk to him much, through I understand that he's probably out with friends and doesn't have much time for me. I'm really glad he's having fun. I keep remembering when my family left and my parents started crying, which makes me miss them. I miss my cat and my dog, despite how annoying and lazy they are, respectively. I miss my friends, and how I could just talk to them and not worry about what they think because I know they love me no matter what. And now I'm crying again :( Yeah, I really need classes to start soon. I have no motivation to do anything right now. And I feel like I have no one to talk to either, which really sucks. I miss feeling safe and comfortable and having my safety net. I need to work on that transfer essay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;39 days (or more) until I see Mike again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-1201914083276708256?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/1201914083276708256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-much-longer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/1201914083276708256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/1201914083276708256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-much-longer.html' title='How much longer...?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-287286661228779195</id><published>2010-08-29T22:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:47:09.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So this what college is like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;AHHHH I'M A COLLEGE STUDENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, now that that's done... I'm all moved in (yesterday) and attempting to find out how I want to spend at least this year. I have my class schedule tacked up over my desk and just looking at it makes me tired, but I still applied for a job with the dining service um... thing, and I might join a club if I have time. Still have to find the practice rooms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pictures are up on Facebook of my dorm and whatnot. Chelsea (my roommate) is super nice and we're getting along great. The people on my floor are soooo sweet too. One of my neighbors came in today, saw I was skyping with my boyfriend, and said if I ever need to talk or cry or anything that I can just walk in and talk to her (she recently broke up with her boyfriend because of the distance, but they're still really in love with eachother). There's also an asian guy across the hall in the quad who plays piano and cello and wants to write music for video games who I bonded with over music. It's great. I haven't really been out to explore the city or anything, BUT I did manage to cross the street by myself :) Tomorrow my friend Megan and I are hopefully going to the MIT Science Center after we get our bio lecture notes and I change my dining plan... And thennnn we have our first floor meeting! Still debating whether to go to the GSU takeover party or not. I've been getting really tired really early lately. Maybe I'll go for a little while to get free food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I talked to Mike today on Skype. It was great seeing him again, but I just want to actually have him here with me so I can hug him and kiss him... Ithaca is looking better and better everyday, not just because I'd get to see him more, but also because I won't have this train going by every hour and I won't have the busy street outside my window and I won't have police cars driving by with their sirens blaring every 10 minutes c.c AND I'll be able to do more clubs. Of course, being able to see him more is like the icing on the cake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I also said goodbye to my family today. I'll see them again soon, but my mom and dad were really emotional, which made me emotional. My brother just wanted to get a drink and go home, but that's alright. Apparently for the convocation the college put little packets of tissues on their chairs. I thought that was a very good idea, seeing as my dad would probably have some trouble driving home. It was so hot out that the tears evaporated right off my cheeks :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haven't eaten a meal in the dining hall yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;40 days (or more) until I see Mike again&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/4128431208223561768-287286661228779195?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/287286661228779195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-this-what-college-is-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/287286661228779195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/287286661228779195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-this-what-college-is-like.html' title='So this what college is like...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-7649379302848128100</id><published>2010-08-26T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:53:22.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A...Guest Room?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom kept yelling at me to clean my room today. It was kinda hard, seeing as I'm trying to pack everything up and I have boxes everywhere... but I managed to get most of the stuff cleaned up/thrown out/hidden. It turns out she just wants to use it as a guest room for when we have family that stays over. How lovely. Funny thing is, I can't imagine who in my family would ever a) travel alone, seeing as I have a twin sized bed, or b) want to sleep in my room, because that would involve sleeping in the same house as my immediate family which is just... not what I would ever what to do if I had a choice. I cleaned up my room nevertheless, and now it's all ready for the next poor soul... Or for me when I come back in October (?) or November (?) or December (definitely).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really only have a few more things left to do before I leave... I need to finish laundry, make sure I have everything packed up, grab the TV set from downstairs... oh yeah, and say goodbye to my great-grandma. OH and print out all this music and finish copying all these DVDs... so maybe not as little as I thought, but definitely in comparison to everything else I had to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 day until move in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;43 (or more) days until I see Mike again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-7649379302848128100?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/7649379302848128100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/aguest-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/7649379302848128100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/7649379302848128100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/aguest-room.html' title='A...Guest Room?!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-1892452198790559358</id><published>2010-08-25T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:53:33.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooo we finished buying everything on my shopping list, minus winter clothes (which are sold yet) and bed risers (which weren't in walmart - gasp!). Surprisingly, I actually picked out some nice clothes that are exactly how I want them, and I found TWO pairs of pants that fit me. TWO. New record? I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually just got home from seeing my family (cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandma) for probably the last time until Thanksgiving... maybe Christmas, if these plans Mike and I have of me going to visit his family in Long Island work out. I alternated having two of my cousins on my lap the whole night. We played hopscotch on the tablecloth and drew pictures of houses with huge walls and an invisible private jet with a runway that's actually a treadmill that reads the tires and people who aren't the private jet get throw off the runway AND a private garden with corn and strawberries AND two private movie theaters. There wasn't enough room for our bowling alley though. Or the pool/hot tub. Did you know that if you turn the water temperature wayyyyyy down, a hot tub could actually double as a pool? My cousin is one smart cookie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes! I got a hair cut. Mostly just my bangs, which I FINALLY like. Every time I go to get it cut, I guess I can never explain what I want well enough. Well. I got a girl today who can't me much older than me, probably only 20 or 21, who knew exactly what I wanted without me saying much and they came out perfectly. I'm going to her from now on, they're that amazing. She's really nice too. I shall put a picture up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 days until move in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;44 days (or more) until I see Mike again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-1892452198790559358?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/1892452198790559358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-minute-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/1892452198790559358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/1892452198790559358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-minute-shopping.html' title='Last Minute Shopping'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-4661210859035814094</id><published>2010-08-24T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:53:47.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dutchess County Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the Dutchess County Fair today - we being my dad, brother and grandma (my mom had to work). It was nice. Some things were a little odd. Like the casket seller next to the kiddie rides. And the random kid walking a goat up and down the road. But it was the same old fair as normal. I'm not really sure if I'll be able to go back for a few years. School might get in the way... but I hope I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is my last day of school shopping. It still hasn't hit me that I'm leaving on Saturday. Though I did just start crying on Skype with Mike... It has hit me that we aren't going to see each other for a few months =/ It's only a few months though. I'm happy it's not longer. It's funny. I didn't start crying until I made this silly painting in paint and showed it to him. Maybe I'll post it later. But for now, here's a youtube video of one of my favorite songs ever, from Moulin Rouge, one of my favorite movies ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 days until move in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;45 days (or more) until I see Mike again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/hvJpJl04cAI/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvJpJl04cAI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hvJpJl04cAI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-4661210859035814094?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/4661210859035814094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/dutchess-county-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/4661210859035814094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/4661210859035814094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/dutchess-county-fair.html' title='Dutchess County Fair'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128431208223561768.post-7198951524924434830</id><published>2010-08-23T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:54:33.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can I possibly pack all my worldly belongings into a few boxes (with the one stipulation that I must be able to carry the box myself)? Well, maybe not ALL my belongings, but a good chunk of them. Pictures, books, more books, music, mugs, decorations... It's a very daunting task. I'm not sure how exactly I'm going to do this. At least I have a few more things... we don't leave until Saturday morning. I have a little bit more time to put all the movies on my laptop instead of carrying around 50 DVDs with me all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, Mike's first day of classes was today. He said they went well. And then he disappeared. Soooo no details for the girlfriend :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 days until move in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;46 (or more) until I see Mike again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128431208223561768-7198951524924434830?l=trainingajedi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/feeds/7198951524924434830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/packing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/7198951524924434830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128431208223561768/posts/default/7198951524924434830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trainingajedi.blogspot.com/2010/08/packing.html' title='Packing...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993607365790957864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_odhuu_Xgzgg/So7T4HHueiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gCfXvfKq_0U/S220/4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
