<?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-8399608062071513818</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:55:09.483-07:00</updated><category term='Famous'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Roommates'/><category term='Chickens'/><category term='hannah montana'/><category term='planes'/><category term='elections'/><category term='Costume'/><category term='president'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='Pixi Dust'/><category term='Zebra'/><category term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Put some Windex on it</title><subtitle type='html'>Give me a word, any word, and I show you that the root of that word is Greek</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-431498671843772930</id><published>2010-04-09T15:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:36:45.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;I have a blog. A very VERY neglected blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;I'm sorry blog, forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;I have lots of stuff to post, stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;xoxo J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-431498671843772930?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/431498671843772930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=431498671843772930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/431498671843772930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/431498671843772930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah....'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-6932150944139136608</id><published>2009-09-20T16:39:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:03:46.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an addiction....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SrazG0eCrkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VABJ9KbLPS4/s1600-h/psych022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383687719713352722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SrazdQMlrBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/CLWekK-vLdA/s320/super+happy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pure Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&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/8399608062071513818-6932150944139136608?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6932150944139136608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=6932150944139136608&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/6932150944139136608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/6932150944139136608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-addiction.html' title='I have an addiction....'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SrazG0eCrkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VABJ9KbLPS4/s72-c/psych022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-4796600601324902061</id><published>2009-06-23T01:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:46:46.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some very merry and un-excited photos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SkCGtlSujWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uWv9Ouq7eCQ/s1600-h/original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350424474979044706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SkCGtlSujWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uWv9Ouq7eCQ/s320/original.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;More Wonderful Photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/06/22/johnny-depp-as-mad-hatter_n_218747.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/06/22/johnny-depp-as-mad-hatter_n_218747.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-4796600601324902061?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4796600601324902061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=4796600601324902061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/4796600601324902061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/4796600601324902061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-very-merry-and-un-excited-photos.html' title='Some very merry and un-excited photos!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SkCGtlSujWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uWv9Ouq7eCQ/s72-c/original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-544060159067460920</id><published>2009-06-19T10:43:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:39:28.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sj05RXL-ouI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AcAfuIkifYI/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349494902830834402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sj05RXL-ouI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AcAfuIkifYI/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My absolute favorite thing to do in the parks is watch the fireworks and night shows. The pretty colors and music just fascinate me. Wishes! Is the Magic Kingdom fireworks that goes on every night. While I was working in Fantasyland I watched or listened to this whenever I was working and I can tell you it never got old. I still have it memorized and sometimes sing it in the shower (not well might I add). Here are a couple pictures from this wonderful show and a video of it. There's nothing like being there right in front of it and I'm so excited to see it again someday. My favorite part is when the Fantasia music starts and the red flares go up perfectly in time to the music. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MAGICAL&lt;/span&gt;. I still tear up a little when I see it, *me singing* &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anything your heart desires will come to you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE A JOB!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjvAmAAT29I/AAAAAAAAAO8/3nVPODyO1Mc/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349080741501459410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjvAmAAT29I/AAAAAAAAAO8/3nVPODyO1Mc/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sj039uvFbWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fyZxJQnQUIw/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349493466043084130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sj039uvFbWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fyZxJQnQUIw/s320/IMG_0666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349493172280508258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sj03soYoP2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/VhxNn-RNW5Y/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" /&gt; &lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_-hHQx14Ruo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_-hHQx14Ruo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This Disney stuff sounds like it's turning me all sappy....well it is :) Don't worry, I still have plenty more posts to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-544060159067460920?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/544060159067460920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=544060159067460920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/544060159067460920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/544060159067460920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishes.html' title='Wishes!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sj05RXL-ouI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AcAfuIkifYI/s72-c/IMG_0678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-1069234628223786048</id><published>2009-06-17T19:29:00.031-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:22:08.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ha...I'm laughing at how much I need to catch up on. I'm sorry for not posting much while I've been playing *cough* I mean working in Florida. I had really good intentions! Well I have a bunch of pictures and stories so I'm gonna just try posting little bits at a time and see how that goes. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVED FLORIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had so much fun and was able to do some of the most incredible things while I was there. I would definitely recommend the Disney College Program to anyone. I met some of the coolest people and made some really great friends while I was there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348497233195235090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sjmt5WLC9xI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ofOHsw7DpJo/s320/IMG_1666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnC3FPu-II/AAAAAAAAAMc/-dUrYXTrUPE/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348520284035938434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnC3FPu-II/AAAAAAAAAMc/-dUrYXTrUPE/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meet my cute roommate &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quick little facts about her: she's from Michigan, is a very talented dancer/choreographer, pre-med, has strange taste in food (only teasing), and is SERIOUSLY going to be a model. While we were here in Disney she worked her dream job at Epcot main gate. I was so lucky to get such a great roomie and amazing new best friend. I have many MANY funny stories about this girly and I'm so excited for her to come and visit in August! We had tons of silly stories and bonded over our love for My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Gossip Girl, our disgust for the grounds keepers, and talking with foreign accents. The first night there we stayed up until 4am laughing at horrible baby names and making jokes about textured wall paper. She is just a lovely friend and am so happy to have met her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIEo75K6I/AAAAAAAAANs/YXyd_nl_D1A/s1600-h/4685_1090566343331_1201667693_30229577_6010092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348526014512835490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIEo75K6I/AAAAAAAAANs/YXyd_nl_D1A/s320/4685_1090566343331_1201667693_30229577_6010092_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is another roommate Shannon from Rochester, NY. Shannon has a love for foreign boys named Roddy and worked at Downtown Disney Merchandise. My favorite thing about her is her laugh....SO cute! I also loved when Kindall would yell out SSSSHHHHAAANNNNOOONNNN in like the middle of the night when everyone was trying to sleep. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnEfmzflOI/AAAAAAAAANE/gS5VLHSjKxU/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348522079750690018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnEfmzflOI/AAAAAAAAANE/gS5VLHSjKxU/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Samantha is also from Rochester, worked in the Animal Kingdom, and was my go-to question/answer woman for everything about life :) This girl has done it all and I'm so happy to have lived with her. I loved our late-night chats listening to The Duchess music and having a good cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348522969320494434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnFTYtdlWI/AAAAAAAAANU/Xl8cheVmQ-g/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; This is Sethy, aka Dad. He didn't exactly live with us, but he slept over on the couch or floor enough that he basically did. We called him Dad because he came and took care of us all the time, whether it was to make us food, take us somewhere (one of the few who had a car), or just to listen to our drama. He's 6'6", huge football player, with the heart of a teddy bear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348525825018829810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnH5nBAG_I/AAAAAAAAANk/GRc_CWUgoWw/s320/4560_113250455518_586930518_3240167_4568480_n.jpg" /&gt; Some of the girls (Ali, Shannon, Kindall, Sam) with Seth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348525744415175058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnH06vl8ZI/AAAAAAAAANc/2J5UyJlimsA/s320/4559_516279197189_199802327_30751034_5711635_s.jpg" /&gt; This is a picture of everyone, including the foreign boys from upstairs. Sorry the picture is so blurry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIIyuuybI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rqRjufutd-8/s1600-h/4685_1090576223578_1201667693_30229609_3781266_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348526085861460402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIIyuuybI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rqRjufutd-8/s320/4685_1090576223578_1201667693_30229609_3781266_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Out to dinner with the girls! Me, Ali, Shan and Sami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sjmp2BTUmpI/AAAAAAAAALk/VG9rXfzdL_g/s1600-h/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348492778006682258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sjmp2BTUmpI/AAAAAAAAALk/VG9rXfzdL_g/s320/IMG_1620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MAIIKA! This is another one of my roommates who is originally from New York, but is now living in Alabama. I LOVED this girl, she's so funny! She actually went home a bit early but she was greatly missed. Pizza anyone? Just remember Maiika---you will be the cause of my death, you and those chocolate breadsticks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIUKDef_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/IQ9Yh-BzURo/s1600-h/n1267020088_30114604_6051701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348526281101049842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIUKDef_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/IQ9Yh-BzURo/s320/n1267020088_30114604_6051701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Couch Mike! Another sleep over buddy. He used to sleep over like every night and we'd have some funny chats like right when I'd wake up and I was still really out of everything. Miss you Michael!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjpxZ9Yy4xI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pit1IDXrqq4/s1600-h/IMG_1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348712198245114642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjpxZ9Yy4xI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pit1IDXrqq4/s320/IMG_1292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so happy to have Natawee out in Florida with me. I would be lost if I didnt. We had so much fun just playing in the parks and talking about home with her. She's still there until August, and I miss her terribly, but I know she'll have fun. Love you Nat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348487691640852818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjmlN9HNUVI/AAAAAAAAALM/MmzYNBu5fD0/s320/me+and+d.jpg" /&gt;This is Dee/Chris/Juan/Walt/Wally, etc. I was SOOO lucky to work with him in Fantasyland. He is so much fun to be around and his energy is so contagious once you're around him.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348489652985392322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjmnAHsL7MI/AAAAAAAAALU/Qhwnxa3LVpk/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Veronika is my friend with a car. haha It was hard to find people with cars in Florida, believe it or not. Anyway we had a ton of fun playing in the parks and going to the mall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sjmrnpth6gI/AAAAAAAAALs/c-Hfv3UoHso/s1600-h/IMG_1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348494730179242498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sjmrnpth6gI/AAAAAAAAALs/c-Hfv3UoHso/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and I saluting our "Disney Points". We worked together in Fantasyland :) Pixie dust anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnRx4XlI3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/n8y1ww3vmb0/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348536687354258290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnRx4XlI3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/n8y1ww3vmb0/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHRISSSS! Hey could you get the castle in the picture? Goof Balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348496025908257586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjmszErZozI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OK1zGKwznK4/s320/IMG_1627.JPG" /&gt; Gustavo and I. He is from Brazil and seriously knows how to cook!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjmovKvxBTI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rs7G1z3uCNE/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348491560771192114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjmovKvxBTI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rs7G1z3uCNE/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley, me, and Rachel. GIRLS DAY! We worked in Fantasyland together and had a blast!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIZqo5ZMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nB_akQyXx2w/s1600-h/s199802327_30614338_7993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348526375747282114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnIZqo5ZMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nB_akQyXx2w/s320/s199802327_30614338_7993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tyler's birthday party. Sorry it's fuzzy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VISITS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While I was down in Disney I was lucky enough to have some of my favorite people come and visit me. I'm sure some of you are wondering about this boy of mine, well let me introduce you! This is Eric Taylor, my very sweet boyfriend. Eric and I met last year after his mission and became really fast friends and just that up until I left for Florida. We continued talking and like grew to love and here we are now :) I'm so happy to be home and get to see him all the time. He's amazing! Trust me...There will be many more posts about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnERRw6bxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cPWr73L1RQc/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348521833584553746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnERRw6bxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cPWr73L1RQc/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnEBKY2JqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1d1Hun2J3QI/s1600-h/IMG_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348521556726654626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnEBKY2JqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1d1Hun2J3QI/s320/IMG_1674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It rained the entire time Eric was in Florida, and not just the normal summer-afternoon rain. This is the tsunami rain that probably ruined many vacations, but not his! He was a good sport about it and I never heard him complain which was way nice. Of course I probably couldn't hear him because I was complaining so loud. We were pretty much permanently soaked everyday, but still had a ton of fun. This was right after riding splash mountain, drenched from head to toe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**There is a little more to the Eric-Jocelyn story so if you want more details lemme know**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My family also came to Florida to visit me :) They had a blast as well, even though the weather was the opposite and everyone was drenched in sweat. They decided their favorite park was Disney's Hollywood Studios and had a lot of fun in the animation studio, riding Toy Story Midway Mania (which I totally dominated....yes Vanessa you know that's true) and getting faces painted. I am so lucky to have a family that supports what I do and will come and visit me! I loved having them there. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Also they got a rental car and stocked me up with groceries. Thanks guys! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnS0eFFIGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rdEn8whXGWk/s1600-h/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348537831348576354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnS0eFFIGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rdEn8whXGWk/s320/IMG_1447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classic Bret pose....trust me this kid will be famous someday. His favorite part of the vacation was swimming in the hotel pool and that's pretty much all he wanted to do. He's my Star Wars bud and enjoyed Star Tours and building lightsabers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnSjUDK8bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EGiJYVClB0E/s1600-h/IMG_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348537536598438322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnSjUDK8bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EGiJYVClB0E/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is Vanessa and I with Andy Griffith. She loved going on the big rides and making sure I sat next to her. I was shocked when I saw her because she's 2 feet taller than me! Not really, but she will be soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnVVdNh_jI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nIfgRrJfQEo/s1600-h/IMG_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348540597074525746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnVVdNh_jI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nIfgRrJfQEo/s320/IMG_1446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my momma getting her face painted. I love my mom! She was so cute and sent me little packages with goodies in them and I was the envy of the apartment. I loved the little 'mom' notes attached to things reminding me to do certain things and say my prayers :) Thanks mom! And if you need a Disney character drawn come and see her, she's an expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnV-pfSv0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/5o-kdwsFZ7w/s1600-h/IMG_1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348541304744886082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SjnV-pfSv0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/5o-kdwsFZ7w/s320/IMG_1479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my dad being an 'extra' in the Indiana Jones show. He's so goofy, but I'm glad he's up for anything. I love him for calling just to say hi or to tell me to have a good day. We never got to see the Country Bears (....darn) but we went on lots of fun things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now folks, I promise there is much much more to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-1069234628223786048?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1069234628223786048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=1069234628223786048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/1069234628223786048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/1069234628223786048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/Sjmt5WLC9xI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ofOHsw7DpJo/s72-c/IMG_1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-5764069479343979509</id><published>2009-03-09T20:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:11:40.970-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costume'/><title type='text'>Do you work here??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SbXRVwxnyyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uQlZwBV7qnc/s1600-h/IMG_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311381507353856802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SbXRVwxnyyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uQlZwBV7qnc/s400/IMG_0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this is one of my chicken-clad costumes that I'm so fortunate to wear. You will never guess how many times a day I get asked if I work here. Do you think I wear this for fun? I promise I didn't buy this at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-5764069479343979509?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5764069479343979509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=5764069479343979509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/5764069479343979509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/5764069479343979509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-work-here.html' title='Do you work here??'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SbXRVwxnyyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uQlZwBV7qnc/s72-c/IMG_0254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-2494897208924894308</id><published>2009-03-05T15:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:43:44.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pixi Dust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Famous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>I love my job</title><content type='html'>I have discovered that I'm really bad at updating this blog. I'm sorry...for like the two of you that read this....I just have some weird 'writers block' and just feel that my life is not that exciting to share. But a close friend of mine has insisted that I write an update and I agree so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE DISNEY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309847741039775170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SbBeY0AWDcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ilMX2xNq8Wg/s400/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved watching Disney movies and going to Disneyland with the family but there is something about being here and getting to see this beautiful castle everyday that makes me so happy. The little kids are probably my favorite part of this whole experience. I have heard some of the funniest things from these little people and it makes me excited to see how excited they are when they come into the parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the Walt Disney World theme is "What will you celebrate?" We have a ton of buttons and things that we give out to people to help them personalize their visit to the park. This one little girl that I met a while ago in the Castle Couture store really made my day. She had on a Happy Birthday button and her name happened to be Jocelyn. I wished her a Happy Birthday and told her my name was Jocelyn too and asked her if she wanted to make a wish with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pixi&lt;/span&gt; dust. She got so excited and grabbed my hand to help her find her sister, who happened to be her twin named Faith. I sprinkled the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pixi&lt;/span&gt; dust in their hair and had them both make a wish. After that I showed them in the mirror how beautifully sparkly they were and started to walk to the register to help some other guests. Little Jocelyn grabs me by the hand and starts pulling me towards the princess dresses and told me that her wish was to look just like Belle from Beauty and the Beast. I told her that she could try one on if she wanted to, but she just kept talking about her mom's visit to the dentist last week and the 2 cavities she has, then how Faith has to get new glasses because some kid in her 3rd grade class through them on the ground and on and on. Her mom was just watching us talk and asked if she could take a picture with them. *yes I felt famous. Then Jocelyn asked for my autograph in her character book :) Her mom said that I was making her whole day, but really she made mine. Little kids are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've discovered a list of 11 blogs that I need to do, so stay tuned for more. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-2494897208924894308?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2494897208924894308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=2494897208924894308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/2494897208924894308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/2494897208924894308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-my-job.html' title='I love my job'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SbBeY0AWDcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ilMX2xNq8Wg/s72-c/IMG_0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-732159509406565156</id><published>2009-02-01T21:10:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:36:14.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roommates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zebra'/><title type='text'>Chatham Manor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYZzZq7V5wI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AqyYRejdvks/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298048896505079554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYZzZq7V5wI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AqyYRejdvks/s200/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here it is, home sweet home! I never imagined in a million years I would be living in an apartment with &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;other girls- Kindall, Sam, Maiika, Jill, Shannon, Ali and Raven-- and get along with all of them...not to say that I don't usually get along with people, that's just a lot of hormones! I love them all and it's a ton of fun! There is always someone to hang out with and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Parties&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Parties&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the time! It's also fun because everyone is so different but we all get along so well. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298049871334987714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYZ0Sac518I/AAAAAAAAAF4/ybyomqIvKos/s200/IMG_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my humble abode. Isn't that a nice tree? And the little mini cooper belongs to Ali. Her and Kindall have been deemed our permanent chauffeurs since they are the only ones that brought cars. Lucky lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298394002803663362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYetRgEsIgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6RDGK2uQJNI/s200/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here is our large and spacious dining room/living room area. It's so spacious and roomy....and very boring/plain decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298394970493725138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYeuJ0_-qdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tWVMYClA15I/s200/IMG_0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is mine and Raven's room (she's hiding behind the pillow). Please take notice of how clean my room is. My momma would be so proud :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299140956190966002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYpUn6R8gPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/eEQkHnbLV5w/s200/IMG_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And finally this is my LOVELY quilt/blanket thingy. I kept talking about it to everyone and their mailman so I figured I might as well post a picture of it. It's super comfy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well if anyone is in want of my address please let me know. It's always magical to get letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-732159509406565156?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/732159509406565156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=732159509406565156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/732159509406565156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/732159509406565156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/chatham-manor.html' title='Chatham Manor'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYZzZq7V5wI/AAAAAAAAAFw/AqyYRejdvks/s72-c/IMG_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-5178364670367310680</id><published>2009-01-28T19:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:34:56.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYpPNjC5CyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SMu5bVpxpVo/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299135005719071522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYpPNjC5CyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SMu5bVpxpVo/s200/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm a cast member!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (p.s. don't mind the blurry picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-5178364670367310680?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5178364670367310680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=5178364670367310680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/5178364670367310680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/5178364670367310680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYpPNjC5CyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SMu5bVpxpVo/s72-c/IMG_0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-754862044234363218</id><published>2009-01-28T08:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:01:41.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Not to brag....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYCA0pqgBAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f3ZIqWDvFC8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296374803813368834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYCA0pqgBAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f3ZIqWDvFC8/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the weather :) In case I can make any of you jealous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 71*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humidity: 80%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wind: From SSW at 12mph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-754862044234363218?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/754862044234363218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=754862044234363218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/754862044234363218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/754862044234363218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-to-brag.html' title='Not to brag....'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SYCA0pqgBAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f3ZIqWDvFC8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-7563994017579206903</id><published>2009-01-27T12:32:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:26:01.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planes'/><title type='text'>The Terminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So, my flight was scheduled to leave Saturday afternoon around 3, but due to the fantastic Utah weather it was delayed until about 4:30. I had a stop in Detroit that was only scheduled to be an hour so I was crossing my fingers that I wouldn't miss my connection. Well I walked onto the plane quite excited for my new adventure and fun times I was going to embark on. I got to my ASSIGNED seat--23E, my coveted window spot, but who should be in that spot but a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;punky&lt;/span&gt; teenage boy drowning his sorrows and black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-hair in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;. Now I was pretty upset, first because I kinda get sick on planes and the window was my hope of not having to use the complimentary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-swallow bags, but also because my wonderful start to my fantastic adventure was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;becoming&lt;/span&gt; less spectacular by the minute (along with my stripping show I had to give to the airport security---word from the wise, DON'T wear a sweatshirt there, it will have to come off). I just decided to let it go, in hopes that my flight would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; in the middle seat. Thankfully it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I arrived in Detroit around 9 pm (their time) and didn't know where or what gate I was supposed to go to. I checked the screens and lucky me it was clear on the other side of the airport :) I sprinted to my next gate, hoping to make it on time... lucky I was the second to last person on the plane before they took off. Once again my seat was being used by a lady that brought 6 bags of Burger King on board and her son that kept kicking the window. This was, however I good flight as well. My apple juice from the flight-attendant was actually cold; a nice bonus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Now comes the airport of doom.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I arrived in Florida a little earlier than expected, around 11:40pm. I wasn't too tired, but knew I had a long night ahead of me. I walked threw the relatively empty airport amazed at the shopping mall attached to it. I got my luggage and found a nice spot and plopped down for what would be one of the WORST and LONGEST nights of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296073417776111714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SX9utrLvIGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PufA8Z4CWz0/s200/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was the airport from midnight until around 7 am Sunday morning. Yes, I had to sit there with my luggage on the rock hard floor and try to get some sleep. Yeah right! I had made a reservation at a hotel, since my check-in day at the apartment wasn't until Monday, but the earliest time I could check in was 10 o'clock. I didn't want to pay for 2 nights, since I'd really only be there for one, so I just attempted to keep myself occupied and watched some movies on my computer. A MAJOR downside was that I was starving, hadn't eaten since Saturday morning and there was nothing open. My mom gave me some hot-gummy lips before I left that saved my life that night. Not only were they delicious, they were great entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296076618874285346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SX9xoANA7SI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vR6L2d6SdhA/s200/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was sitting on the floor for half of the time and the janitorial staff was working. They have one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ride-on&lt;/span&gt; vacuums and one of the cleaners kept doing figure 8's in front of me. It was kind of creepy so that made me hold on to my bags a little tighter. This was the bench that I had the misfortune of spending some time on while I was there for the LONG 9 hours.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296077970998163618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SX9y2tQd-KI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LmvkCapSOjY/s200/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a beast! Something you would find in the Martha Stewart collection at Kmart, most uncomfortable thing ever. And it was bolted to the ground, so no room for adjustment. Ugh, just was not a very good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;But who cares! I'm in Florida, going to play at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DisneyWorld&lt;/span&gt; and have a blast, so all is good :) I have another post coming soon about where I'm living and working. So stay tuned.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-7563994017579206903?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7563994017579206903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=7563994017579206903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/7563994017579206903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/7563994017579206903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/terminal.html' title='The Terminal'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SX9utrLvIGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PufA8Z4CWz0/s72-c/IMG_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-6852760552940924351</id><published>2009-01-23T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:24:07.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Start Spreadin' the news......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SXwCNtKiHvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xb8ZgSX0McE/s1600-h/freakishly+tan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SXv7_svYU7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n2fnbTDIYvI/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295102858664367026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SXv7_svYU7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n2fnbTDIYvI/s200/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving today! And I still don't have anything packed! AHHH!!! Why am I such a procrastinator? Yes, today is the day before my exciting move to Florida. For those of you that don't know....I got my internship with the Disney company. I'm sorry for not being up to date on my blogging excitement, life has just been really busy! But yes, I got my internship with Disney and now it's off to the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;magical kingdom of faith, trust and pixie dust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The Disney College Program, which is the thing I'm in, is set up for students to gain experience with the Disney company and have the opportunity to take specialized classes that go along with your major. For me that is business. I will be working the park whilst I'm there in the "Merchandise" role. Yes, I said role. But the REAL reason I'm going out there is to get rid of this freakishly pasty skin. No more Snow White! I wanna look just like this princess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SXwCNtKiHvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xb8ZgSX0McE/s1600-h/freakishly+tan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295109696366190322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SXwCNtKiHvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xb8ZgSX0McE/s200/freakishly+tan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natalie also got the internship! YAY!!!! She will be working in Costuming which sounds like a lot of fun. She is already out in Florida, and having a blast. Her arrival date was the 21st and mine's the 26th. AHH! It's so soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... if any of you know of a professional packing service that takes high-fives as compensation... let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-6852760552940924351?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6852760552940924351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=6852760552940924351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/6852760552940924351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/6852760552940924351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/start-spreadin-news.html' title='Start Spreadin&apos; the news......'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SXv7_svYU7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n2fnbTDIYvI/s72-c/IMG_0185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-3381266316736512655</id><published>2008-11-11T00:14:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:33:59.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SRkxrcZ2okI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ny3Lrk1GLYs/s1600-h/slacker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SRkxrcZ2okI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ny3Lrk1GLYs/s200/slacker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267295861615272514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this really should be my motto when it comes to blogging....SLACKER! I have made it a goal to get better, sometimes I just think my life will bore everyone to tears! WELL...in light of this momentous occassion of me actually posting something I will recap important events of the past few weeks.... &lt;br /&gt;1. My sister had her 12th birthday. She is officially in Young Womens and I envy her. Oh how I miss fun and often endless chorus' of "ride that pony" and "just standing" to say the YW theme. The R.S. has it's perks though....mostly just the climate change (I swear that room reaches sauna temperatures) and the wonderful 'happy moments' time has extended to 'good news minutes.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SRkzNxnfZrI/AAAAAAAAADg/U4bLWnbFL6s/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SRkzNxnfZrI/AAAAAAAAADg/U4bLWnbFL6s/s200/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267297550936794802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is a lovely poser&lt;br /&gt;For her special day we took a fantastic trip to the University Mall and spent our day shopping. Isn't fun to almost be a teenager? *I'm sure my parents beg to differ* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSobxT1bUvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gbUyUj2ok7U/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSobxT1bUvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gbUyUj2ok7U/s200/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272056847742489330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her natural look, such a charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also had a "princess" birthday party which was....noisy. It was kinda funny that she would choose the theme to be princess because VanVan isn't really into the froofy girly stuff, but it was fun to primp her up anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSob81la4NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jMexn42c3TY/s1600-h/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSob81la4NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jMexn42c3TY/s200/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272057045780717778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party princesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I had my interview....AHHHHH!!!! As many of you know I am working my way into an internship with Disney. I have been biting my nails off hoping to get in. Well I had my FINAL interview over the phone on Oct. 30 so I hope things went alright! I won't hear for 4-6 weeks, YIKES! I think the interview went well, I refrained from making any dumb jokes or answering the yes or no questions wrong (have you been convicted in the past 5 years? umm...yes?? wait convicted of wha?) So cross your fingers for me! If I do get in I will be moving to Florida in the beginning of January and stay at least until the end of May. I'm really excited about this, mostly because I get to play with Mickey all day and I LOVE that happy-magical feeling of Disney :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My birthday...I'm TWENTY! I should just start heading for the grave now, I'm just so old! My birthday was wonderful, I didn't have to work or go to school, just hang out with some friends and have a relaxing day. I loved the gifts I got, thanks guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HALLOWEEN! I LOVE this holiday! I love dressing up and getting excited to go and trick or treat! I have been TONS of things over the years; some of my favorites have been Minnie Mouse, Pebbles from the Flintstones, Jasmine, and this year I went as a classic zombie. Natalie and I had a splendid day perusing around stores and found a BRILLIANT get-up for her at 'Dindistries' (When my brother was younger her couldn't say Deseret Industries so he called it dindistries and it stuck). She found this foam adult-Ariel costume from the little Mermaid. We both just about had some heart palpitations when she tried it on we were laughing so hard. She bought this wicked-awesome costume and just so happened to have a red wig that went well. We took a trip to walmarto to find some face paint for me and probably terrified the poor woman in the bathroom when I put it on. I scared many children that night, but it's a good thing I had Ariel with me or I would have scared the parents too. &lt;br /&gt;Nat and I went to the movie Momma Mia while we waited for a party we were going to to start. Now I loved this film, the singing was awesome (except for Pierce Brosnan), the dancing was great (except for Pierce Brosnan), and over all it was an A+ show (except for Pierce Brosnan). What really ruined it for me the second time around was surprisingly not Pierce, it was this lady in the isle next to us who sang along to EVERY ABBA SONG IN THE MOVIE! I love Abba, very much, but just because you're a theater major doesn't mean you should re-enact the whole movie! Oi! &lt;br /&gt;After the show we were a little hungry so we went to 'get sconed' at sconecutters. I don't know who is in charge of their marketing but who would ever think of "let's go get sconed" as a slogan?? Seriously?? Anywho, we went there and as soon as we walked in we had the little children staring at us the entire time. I wonder what it would have been like as a child to see a zombie with frightening make-up and hair with Ariel out of the sea eating some french fries? I really wanted just to go up to the kids and look them in the eyes and just say "boo" but that would have made them cry. So I refrained. Overall it was a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSobXQ2u2UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IMNOJWGbWxk/s1600-h/IMG_2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSobXQ2u2UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IMNOJWGbWxk/s200/IMG_2602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272056400266058050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful punkin I carved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSoblfOuxfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/77xQgmtWnq4/s1600-h/IMG_2610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSoblfOuxfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/77xQgmtWnq4/s200/IMG_2610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272056644642981362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat and I in our lovely costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSoahxDsEAI/AAAAAAAAADw/Jpt3BJeu9WU/s1600-h/IMG_2603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSoahxDsEAI/AAAAAAAAADw/Jpt3BJeu9WU/s200/IMG_2603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055481197400066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bret went as Michael Phelps, his idol. And yes, Bob always has this look on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSoa-wqahXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nb8F-pXHeUE/s1600-h/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SSoa-wqahXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Nb8F-pXHeUE/s200/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272055979307599218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa went as a fairy....this was a costume of mine that she borrowed that worked out well. Her hair took FOREVER!! The makeup looked awesome too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now. School and work is the bane of my existence for the time being, so that's what I get to look forward too. I hope everyone is doing well...I will try to start blogging a bit more. I gotta get this page in shape for my *hopeful* move to Florida. Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-3381266316736512655?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3381266316736512655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=3381266316736512655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/3381266316736512655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/3381266316736512655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-this-really-should-be-my-motto-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SRkxrcZ2okI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ny3Lrk1GLYs/s72-c/slacker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-3434706404128165357</id><published>2008-10-05T17:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:39:16.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I will get better....pinky swear</title><content type='html'>So I am discovering how bad I am at actually posting a blog, so I had some inspiration (mostly just a 'duh Jocelyn' moment) and decided that I already blog twice a week at work, so I'll just post it on here :) At one of my jobs--I have two main ones--I work at 1-800-Contacts. I'm an 'Rx Specialist,' just a fancy shmancy title for a someone that talks to doctors and reads a lot of prescriptions. Anyways, twice a week I send out an email I write to a few buddies at work that basically sums up the things on my mind. I figured I might as well post them here too, since that's basically what blogging is all about no? Yes, I'm sure you're all going to roll your eyes and think how dumb can she be, but there you go. So here it comes :) ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*please read the following intro as if this is a 60 minutes episode*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(tick tick tick tick…..big stop watch here) Tonight on a two-part special edition of Complaining on Wednesdays and Things I like Fridays, Jocelyn colorfully discusses her horrid week she has had thus far….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's Complain on Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Things I don't like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Monday. Specifically this last Monday around 9:45 am. I was running late for school…as usual…. And just driving south on I-15. And duh, of course I was speeding. Have I ever gone the speed limit? That's just a silly question. I am no newbie to cops as I have been pulled over about 3 times in the past 2 months. Some how, out of all these times I have gotten out of a ticket. Just a warning. Well I guess my luck ran out and I got pulled over. The flashing lights of the officer's bike just made me laugh. I was in a great mood for some reason, but it started to fade as he came to my window and told me I was clocked at going 86. He was cool about it though. Thankfully he dropped it down to 75 so my ticket is only $82. No 82 isn't cheap but it's better than it would have been. And I don't have to go to court or anything, just mail in a check. How convenient. I'm surprised he didn't give me an already addressed envelope. I hate their tight stirrup pants too. Ew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tuesdays. Specifically this last Tuesday around 11:45 am. I wasn't feeling so good at my other job but was trying to work through it and make some faxes. I had somewhat inhaled my breakfast, NOT a good idea, and was now getting nauseous. Well I got that teeth-gritting feeling that tells my feet to run to the bathroom. I had my cell phone in my hands and some papers, but had to take them with me. I got in, locked the stall, dropped to my knees and well you can use your imagination. I had placed the papers and my cell phone on the top of the lid to the tank thingy and didn't think twice about them. Well I flushed and was just cleaning up when it happened. My mobile device took a dive into the toilet. This was quickly followed by me gasping and my hand in the bowl. GROSS. Yeah, then my phone slowly dimmed and I felt like my heart was wrenching, not because I'm addicted to my phone, but because this phone is green and represents MONEY. IT WAS SOOOO EXPENSIVE!!....... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Barbra Walters voice here) Stay tuned for the rest of this story further on in our show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wednesdays. Specifically this morning around 7:55 am. I dragged my feet into my bathroom after waking up. I noticed that my rug was partially folded over so I just started to lift it back over when I smelled a peculiar odor. I probably rolled my eyes and I had a feeling I knew what was coming. There is was. My cat had left a not so fantastic present right on my perfectly color-coordinated rug. Yeah, EWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thursdays. I'm sure something will happen tomorrow. I'm waiting for my hand to get slammed in a door or a poke in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fridays. Just because I have to work. And my school schedule has a gap in it on this day. That really makes it hard to stay at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Things I like on Fridays and in this case on Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Things I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Charles Gibson voice now) "We no return to our feature story…."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So my semi-ok mood faded almost instantly to gloomy. I loved this phone. I loved EVERYTHING about this phone and it wouldn't power on :( Well at the advice of pretty much everyone I took out the battery and the SIM card and let it dry. I would put it back together every now and then and nothing. Well when I got home from work my dad got out a blow-dryer and began heatin away. It WORKED! HALLELUJAH PRAISE SUPERMAN! I am so happy. So I am now in love with hair dryers. Thank you Conair and my genius Padre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People that don't pick up shifts even though they've been posted for a MONTH. They make life more challenging. And I just LOVE a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. OREGON! I'm going to Portland on Saturday for some good R &amp;amp; R. YAY! I'm sooooo excited! This is also the reason for this special edition, I won't be back until next Thursday :) *This trip was cancelled by the way...thank you mother nature, you're beautiful snow storm in the Cascades lends a hand once again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Giving Gifts. I love when you have the PERFECT gift for someone and you can't wait to give it to them. I'm always just as excited as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Halloween movies. I HATE being scared, but I'm talking about the really dumb animated ones that we all grew up with. Every time I see Ichabod Crane and the headless horseman I STILL freak out. The special effects are just unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS! 6. I love it when men use the term Spooky. Or describing something as Cute. It makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Question: What are you all being for Halloween? And just humor me if you aren't dressing up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well boys and girls, that's about it for me! I hope you all have a great rest of the week and pray or meditate or whatever you do for me that karma will just go find someone else :) talk to you all later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8399608062071513818-3434706404128165357?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3434706404128165357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=3434706404128165357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/3434706404128165357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/3434706404128165357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-get-betterpinky-swear.html' title='I will get better....pinky swear'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-4408713412744030817</id><published>2008-09-07T16:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:15:27.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For the two of you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So for the two of you that read my blog, I thought I'd maybe get back to posting some stuff. Well life has been going crazy, just school and work work work! I am looking forward to a few trips coming up in October and November so watch out for a post card!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night I was bored and stumbled upon this intriguing site called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.makemebabies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Makemebabies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;. As you guessed it, I spent forever on this site! It made me laugh pretty hard to realize that Elvis and I would have the most unfortunate looking child. Patrick Dempsey was a tad better, but not by much. What do you think? Pretty scary eh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243421287379885826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SMRf4Un_3wI/AAAAAAAAACY/bEB9xK6E528/s320/wb20080907061021352g2tq8227neokaq35m46u3l6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243421452353119650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SMRgB7MrpaI/AAAAAAAAACg/xZ_-RSOLQBg/s320/wb20080907060602352g2tq8227neokaq35m46u3l6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-4408713412744030817?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4408713412744030817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=4408713412744030817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/4408713412744030817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/4408713412744030817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-two-of-you.html' title='For the two of you...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SMRf4Un_3wI/AAAAAAAAACY/bEB9xK6E528/s72-c/wb20080907061021352g2tq8227neokaq35m46u3l6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-1306337708693695221</id><published>2008-05-01T12:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:35:31.131-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hannah montana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><title type='text'>Best of Both Worlds Election</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With this upcoming election, I wanted to share with you all some wisdom on who to vote for this year. In my opinion &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hilary Clinton&lt;/span&gt; somewhat closely resembles &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Clay Aiken&lt;/span&gt;. Anyone that might be confused for a Spamalot character who sings about being 'invincible' should not be elected. Also we do not need any more controversy regarding &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;... I mean come on. We have more important people to gossip about (ie. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mariah Carey's&lt;/span&gt; new engagement, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Britney's&lt;/span&gt; lack of hair and sanity, etc.) I also don't think &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Johnny-Tsunami McCain&lt;/span&gt; would make a good choice either, because he has that weird growth on his face. eww. And the fact that his &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Barbie-wife&lt;/span&gt; looks like she is trying to possess people with her mind powers while he is speaking isn't very cool. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Barak Obama&lt;/span&gt; would be a better choice, however the fact that his name is not really &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Americanese&lt;/span&gt; and he can't decide how black he should be kinda bothers me. So, I decided that we should all write in a wholesome, family-friendly individual who's love for this country and music can inspire us all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing to you our next President of the United States of America&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HANNAH MONTANA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195495140569485906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SBobTa3pklI/AAAAAAAAABA/yO6icIZd1PA/s320/dlfhdfhdskj.png" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be her &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;double-image&lt;/span&gt;, or her &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gummy grin&lt;/span&gt; but this little cutie is sure to warm hearts all over the world by "just being Miley" as one of her songs subtly points out. Her presence on every single isle in every &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; on the face of this solar system as well as her &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;achy-breaky&lt;/span&gt; dad just makes me want to talk a little louder and wear a nice wig. So please vote for Miley this season, because you'll get the best of both worlds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-1306337708693695221?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1306337708693695221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=1306337708693695221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/1306337708693695221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/1306337708693695221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-of-both-worlds-election.html' title='Best of Both Worlds Election'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/SBobTa3pklI/AAAAAAAAABA/yO6icIZd1PA/s72-c/dlfhdfhdskj.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-4271941558513837266</id><published>2008-04-08T16:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:00:35.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This I learn from the galaxy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/R_v4kzTEtYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PibToXEVlKA/s1600-h/galaxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187012706976445826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/R_v4kzTEtYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PibToXEVlKA/s320/galaxy.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today in my Astronomy class I was just sitting quietly in my &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;cushy&lt;/span&gt; seat imagining a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;shooting star&lt;/span&gt; coming to destroy the projection screen when all of a sudden this kid, who shall remain anonymous, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;plops&lt;/span&gt; down next to me. There were only about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;other people in the class besides me, leaving plenty of seating options for this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;erroneous&lt;/span&gt; kid to pick from...but of course I have a natural &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;magnetism&lt;/span&gt; for anyone that wears &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sandals&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;pleated pants&lt;/span&gt;. He began to take out what looked like a large&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; satellite phone&lt;/span&gt; with a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;laser&lt;/span&gt; beam at the end and for a moment I thought I might get &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blown up&lt;/span&gt;, but alas it was just some sort of homemade &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sci-fi&lt;/span&gt; planner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The professor continued to lecture on &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;planetary formation&lt;/span&gt; when this kid started to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sneeze&lt;/span&gt; uncontrollably. I thought there must be something in the air he must be allergic to, hopefully it was me so I would have an excuse to move over a bit. Instead he takes out of his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;massive&lt;/span&gt; backpack some &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;nasal spray&lt;/span&gt; and begins using it like a drug! He finally takes his last sniff, probably because it was empty, and then gets some &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;clippers&lt;/span&gt; off his key chain and starts to clip his finger nails. Now I'm all for a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;polished&lt;/span&gt; appearance and personal grooming but isn't there somewhere else you can do that? So that the little clippings won't have a chance to get on me. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;EWW&lt;/span&gt;! Finally to finish off the class period he crosses one leg over the other and begins to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt; with his &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;. Now I have a strong &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sock phobia&lt;/span&gt; and detest the&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; tubular&lt;/span&gt; material however when I need to I'll wear some. This kid has permanently scarred me by taking a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pen&lt;/span&gt; and making &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;holes&lt;/span&gt; in them. I don't know what he was trying to find, but &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;magically&lt;/span&gt; he found his toes and stretched the hole to get them all through. Needless to say I left class a bit early with a strong feeling I needed a &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;shower&lt;/span&gt;. If the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;galaxy&lt;/span&gt; class has taught me one thing it's be late and pick your own seat so you don't have the misfortune of having someone like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;barnyard-boy&lt;/span&gt; sit by you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-4271941558513837266?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4271941558513837266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=4271941558513837266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/4271941558513837266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/4271941558513837266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-i-learn-from-galaxy.html' title='This I learn from the galaxy'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/R_v4kzTEtYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PibToXEVlKA/s72-c/galaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8399608062071513818.post-6796428706756965450</id><published>2008-04-06T12:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:38:35.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy Fishy</title><content type='html'>While I sit here in the computer lab called 'the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fishbowl' &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;UVU&lt;/span&gt;,  I feel much like a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;. Not because of the fishy face that I enjoy making, but because I feel like an observer confined to a small tank with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;colorful rocks&lt;/span&gt; at the bottom. This is why I decided to start a blog; to share my view of this lovely &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; and find something else to waste my time with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; So sit back and enjoy my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;, and sometimes very &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;opinionated&lt;/span&gt; look at my life and the people in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186219980567655794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/R_knmDTEtXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tbpdMR61R3s/s320/fishbowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8399608062071513818-6796428706756965450?l=jossipoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6796428706756965450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8399608062071513818&amp;postID=6796428706756965450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/6796428706756965450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8399608062071513818/posts/default/6796428706756965450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jossipoo.blogspot.com/2008/04/fishy-fishy.html' title='Fishy Fishy'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/TLoPwvQBJtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xXiQkhQ7Pqs/S220/DSCI0051.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qt4oWKPzAEQ/R_knmDTEtXI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tbpdMR61R3s/s72-c/fishbowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
