<?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-3287935290274012401</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:48:35.808-04:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='Random'/><category term='music'/><category term='school'/><category term='Church'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='Happy Thoughts :)'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='Resolution'/><category term='vent'/><category term='summer &apos;08'/><category term='new years'/><title type='text'>ldsskittle07</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-2734457248230045860</id><published>2009-11-28T13:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:14:55.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Difficulties come into everyone's life, no matter what circumstances may be. If I'm feeling angry, stressed, or sad all I need is my music. I can sit down at my piano, and just play song after song until I feel soothed. Or I can lay down on my bed and listen to anything from Shinedown to Rascal Flatts to Michael Bublé to Hillary Weeks. The lyrics of a song say exactly what I'm feeling, puts my thoughts into words in ways I can't do myself. Music is the consoling power when I am broken. It is the safe haven when I'm drowning in the sea of every day life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-2734457248230045860?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/2734457248230045860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=2734457248230045860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/2734457248230045860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/2734457248230045860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2009/11/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-8825476607977173472</id><published>2009-08-23T23:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:13:07.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...ugh</title><content type='html'>I wish I was a good writer myself. That I could put my thoughts into words better. But I found this and it pretty much sums up how I've been feeling lately. Okay not really lately, just fairly recently. It'll go away, but until then it's driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever felt like you are the most bland person ever? Like you wake up after falling asleep on the couch, and your body feels so tired..even your saliva tastes boring and bland and weird and you feel like you have nothing to do with your life but go back to bed?&lt;br /&gt;Like you aren't doing anything worth accomplishing, but you are still, constantly running...for what?....or from what? But you know you can't stop no matter how much it hurts....but what is at the end of the finish line? More running?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-8825476607977173472?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/8825476607977173472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=8825476607977173472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8825476607977173472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8825476607977173472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh.html' title='...ugh'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-910005183134036650</id><published>2009-06-19T22:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:48:05.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MTC</title><content type='html'>Ryan goes into the MTC on Wednesday...he actually flies out Monday. It's going to be so weird with him gone, but in a way it's relieving because it's finally happening! He gets set apart on Sunday...which is also Fathers Day, Laura's birthday, and he is giving a talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad comes home for the weekend...super excited!! Can't wait until tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...I'm moving to Canton, Missouri next month. Definitely going to be weird, but I'll be able to adjust. I just wish I didn't have to leave everyone behind. Especially Fairfield Ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Alma today! My goal is to finish the BoM before I move. So I have until mid-July. I can do it...I'm going to try to finish virtue in Personal Progress before I move also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-910005183134036650?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/910005183134036650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=910005183134036650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/910005183134036650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/910005183134036650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2009/06/mtc.html' title='MTC'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-6893829763224785495</id><published>2009-03-25T14:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:30:23.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSION!!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, Ryan received his mission call!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He has been called to serve in the Washington Everett mission! He leaves for the MTC on June 24...3 days before my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so excited for him. :) Washington is (apparently) gorgeous! I want to go there! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-6893829763224785495?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/6893829763224785495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=6893829763224785495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6893829763224785495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6893829763224785495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2009/03/mission.html' title='MISSION!!'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-8370967414691459880</id><published>2009-01-02T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:07:43.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><title type='text'>"It's the Final Countdown"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The title is a popular, stupid Show Choir song. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 scriptures/quotes that stuck out to me through the year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.  Philippian 4:11&lt;br /&gt;2. "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle"&lt;br /&gt;3. "The difference between American humor and British humour is that British humour requires an education." - Mr. Simmins lol&lt;br /&gt;4.  Matthew 11:28-30&lt;br /&gt;5. "Come what may and love it"&lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 16:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Moroni 7&lt;br /&gt;8. "Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life"&lt;br /&gt;9. Matthew 5:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 reasons why i love my best friends this year (+previous years):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. they can always make me laugh, no matter what mood i'm in.&lt;br /&gt;2. they are the BEST listeners ever.&lt;br /&gt;3. they accept me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;4. they encourage me to keep my standards.&lt;br /&gt;5. we have the best inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;6. they always make me happy:]&lt;br /&gt;7. we can criticize each other to make both of us stronger and better people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 movies/books I have seen/read this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Twilight series.&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Dark Knight.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tess of the d'Urbervilles.&lt;br /&gt;4. The New Testament:]&lt;br /&gt;5. Kung Fu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 times i felt like crying because i was happy or really felt the spirit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. girl's camp - testimony meeting.&lt;br /&gt;2. youth conference.&lt;br /&gt;3. stake conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 thing you may not know about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when i was little (about 8ish maybe?) i was convinced that i was going to go to BYU and date/marry a BYU football player. yeah i was pretty pathetic. but that's okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-8370967414691459880?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/8370967414691459880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=8370967414691459880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8370967414691459880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8370967414691459880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-final-countdown.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s the Final Countdown&quot;'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-7992745103970812359</id><published>2008-12-31T11:46:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:59:06.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>Wow. Today is the last day until 2008 is over. Crazy. Time flies. I've accomplished a lot this year and improved immensely. I've found many aspects of myself, aspects I quite don't like, to the tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been successful with New Years Resolutions...probably because I don't set them. Shocker? Not really. It's just an excuse for an attempt to improve yourself and feel hopeful for the future just to feel disappointment when it doesn't turn out perfectly like you hoped. Not to mention people's resolutions...jeez, they are always so cliché. Ugh. And they have motivation for like the first month and stop completely because they get distracted by life. Instead of doing 'resolutions' once a year, why can't we take it day by day? At the end of each day say 'Hey I need to thank so and so for doing this and that...' or 'Wow I've been blessed today...' or 'Hm. I could have reacted better to this situation...I'll work to react better and apologize tomorrow' and when I say tomorrow I really mean the very next day. Don't procrastinate until the end of the year to fix your faults - do it day by day, hour by hour, etc. If you make it a daily routine, it becomes more of a habit and less of a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make a resolution for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I'm sarcastic. Shocker? Not really. It's so much fun. hehe. But I'm not sardonic. I have more of a hey-teasing-is-fun-don't-take-it-seriously type humor. If I know you don't like my sarcasm, I quit it. I tend to know when it is too much. Tend to. But I was thinking to myself last night 'You know what? I quit it when someone says to stop. I wonder how many people DON'T say anything when it really does hurt.' I know I don't always speak up. And people say that they need to lighten up, to chill, to breathe. But why should they? What if they were really struggling that day? I don't share my personal problems usually, I try to involve hardly anyone. How would you feel if you're drowning and when you almost can touch the surface someone shoves you back under? What if you want to "lighten up"? But if you've only felt darkness, how are you going to know where to find that light?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to judge who can take my sarcasm when I don't know every detail of their life that has shaped who they are?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to know and understand what they can handle?&lt;br /&gt;Should I really suppose someone will be able to take my jokes? Will I say my remark anyway and risk pain and hurt for momentary pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; the Sermon on the Mount. Matthew 5 (cross-reference to 3 Nephi 12) is so fascinating. There are specifics I'm about to write, may even expound upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I need to be more of a Comforter and less of a jerk, to put it quite frankly. I'm a great listener. My ears work quite well:) but my mouth...yeah I can work on what I say...How many times am I the reason why someone is mourning or sad etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:5 "Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to focus on the 'meek' part. Some synonyms: gentle, forgiving, benevolent. I think of meekness as genuine kindness.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving? I'm fairly good at that, I don't like when people are mad at me, so I shy away from being angry at others. I am not easily offended. I've been asked for forgiveness and I'm like 'Huh? wait, what happened? Is everything alright?' so I'm either really tolerable of people or I'm so unobservant to the point of not understanding the situation. I'm undecided which one it is, so take your pick. I won't care either way hehe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle? Oh crap. I'm &lt;em&gt;usually &lt;/em&gt;quite sensitive to others' feelings but since my very recent epiphany I'm wondering how many people I accidentally hurt. It's hard to be gentle and kind to them next time and each time after that when you don't know who they are. So starting NOW, I'm going to be more gentle and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;Psalm 18:35 "Thou hast also given me the shield of thy salvation and thy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right hand hath holden me up, and thy gentleness hath made me great."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gentleness has made David great. What better example to follow to lift others up&lt;br /&gt;than the Savior? "His &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gentleness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hath made me great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:43-44,46-47 "Ye have heard that it hath been said, Though shalt love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others do not even the publicans so?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I'm going to work to improve myself with gentleness and kindness, to be a better friend...well shouldn't I expand better friend to better person? "For if ye love them which love you, &lt;em&gt;what reward&lt;/em&gt; have ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 13:34-35 "A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye love one another."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love one another. Sounds easy. Too bad it's harder than it looks. I mean I can love one another; how hard could it be? Oh wait...love...EVERYONE? (Matthew 5:43-44,46-47) Alright, I can do this...how am I going to do this??&lt;br /&gt;John 13:35 - Woah. Wait - people will see that I'm a follower of Christ, by loving one another. Well I consider myself a disciple, I believe in Christ. I'm a believer. But it's so much more than believing - I want to be a follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;James 1:22 "But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your own selves."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more than saying you believe. If you say that you believe, why wouldn't you follow through? If you believe what Christ taught, why wouldn't you live your life that way? What's stopping you? You know and believe it, so do it:) And if you're following Christ's example, then you will be able to love all and &lt;em&gt;show&lt;/em&gt; that you love all. You can say you are a believer, but it's being a believer in example that shows others who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;1 Timothy 4:12 "Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purity."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;James 2:17-18 "Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea, a man may say, Thou hast faith and I have works: shew me thy faith &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without thy works, and I will shew thee my faith &lt;em&gt;by&lt;/em&gt; my works."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is a disciple of Christ by one's &lt;em&gt;actions&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;works&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;Romans 2:11 "For there is no respect of persons with God."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not play favorites - neither should I. I need to love all men, &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;of God's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 4:11 "Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elder Wirthlin's quote, "Come what may, and love it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That scripture and quote are in my Top 10 favorite quotes...actually probably number 1 or 2. I'm a lot better than I used to be, but I'm more vocal about my complaints than my blessings. I'm learning to show and talk about the good things in life and not just vent when I'm sorrowful or upset. And it's not that I've never been grateful - I've always realized how many blessings I truely have - but it's a real slap in the face when friends get sick of your negative attitude that you display because you don't talk enough about the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;Proverbs 15:13 "A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;Proverbs 17:22 "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spirit drieth the bones."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt;A poem I really like &lt;/strong&gt;(goes something similar to this lol)&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"They may not need me, but they might.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll let my head be just in sight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A smile as small as mine might be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precisely their necessity."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more fun when one is cheerful; no one wants to be around someone who is just going to pull them down. Whenever I'm feeling down, I go to my Savior and Friend. But I also go to my friends who are cheerful and always willing and wanting to lift me up - even if it is as simple as a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;more gentle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more kind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more charity and love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's more than just saying "I'm going to stop doing this or that." You have to replace the bad with good, or the weakness will come back. It's more than giving something up and expecting it to stay away. It requires a change of heart and a desire to do good and become better. And that's what I'm going to try to do, become a better person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But Sarah. There's no way you can accomplish all this perfectly in a year!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If it was possible to become perfect and whole in a year, then wow. Cool. I'd take it lol. But I'm not doing it in a year, I'm taking it day by day. Meaning I have much longer than 365 days to work on this. But I'm going to try my hardest every single day to be more loving and be more like my Savior and Redeemer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-7992745103970812359?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/7992745103970812359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=7992745103970812359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/7992745103970812359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/7992745103970812359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/12/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-6185578321042388885</id><published>2008-12-24T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:58:48.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Mama wanted an update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on Christmas Break thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;I want to listen to the David Archuleta CD. right now. but this computer doesn't have sound dang it.&lt;br /&gt;I went on a triple date last night. Me and Nathan/Charity and Trevor/Stephanie and Spencer. It was incredibly fun. Mormon dates are always so creative:)&lt;br /&gt;I'm attempting to wait patiently until Christmas tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I finished 1 John, 2 John, 3 John, and Jude today meaning I'm on Revelations. I'm still deciding what I'll read next. I'm thinking Book of Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;I still have to read Passage to India sometime over break... :(&lt;br /&gt;I really, really despise rain right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-6185578321042388885?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/6185578321042388885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=6185578321042388885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6185578321042388885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6185578321042388885'/><link rel='alternate' 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Ever'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-2960861676691805144</id><published>2008-10-07T18:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:58:34.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i always post my friends' poems on here? lol</title><content type='html'>My friend Ashley wrote this poem:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is a dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;there's no telling just where you might land,&lt;br /&gt;and no telling if you'll just keep falling&lt;br /&gt;or if someone will put out their hand.&lt;br /&gt;Putting faith like that into a lover&lt;br /&gt;doesn't make for a true love at all,&lt;br /&gt;it just leads to dependence and heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;and pain when you land from the fall.&lt;br /&gt;Saying someone is the sun in your sky&lt;br /&gt;and the reason the stars are so bright&lt;br /&gt;can lead to infinite cloudy days&lt;br /&gt;and a velvety blackness each night.&lt;br /&gt;And saying that you live only for them&lt;br /&gt;or they are the beats of your heart&lt;br /&gt;puts you at risk for a premature death&lt;br /&gt;if it happens to all fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;Declaring that they are all you see&lt;br /&gt;and that they are each breath that you take&lt;br /&gt;will in time affect you with blindness&lt;br /&gt;or cause you to suffocate.&lt;br /&gt;These are mistakes that all lovers make&lt;br /&gt;that they usually don't even see,&lt;br /&gt;they don't realize the true definition of love,&lt;br /&gt;the kind that lasts for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;My love for you isn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't the reason my sun shines each day&lt;br /&gt;Your are not the only one I can see.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't put all of the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;nor are you every breath come from me.&lt;br /&gt;you're not the reason my heart keeps on beating,&lt;br /&gt;my life does not center on you,&lt;br /&gt;I am not hopeless if i cant be yours...&lt;br /&gt;without you to myself I'm still true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share the sunlight with you,&lt;br /&gt;the warmth on our faces as we walk,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you under the stars...&lt;br /&gt;just sitting close with no need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of you being all that i see&lt;br /&gt;I want to see everything with you.&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams and fears and hopes and trials,&lt;br /&gt;and everything we do.&lt;br /&gt;And every breath I can share with you&lt;br /&gt;is one that would be treasured...&lt;br /&gt;and laying close, it'd be so amazing&lt;br /&gt;to feel our hearts beating together.&lt;br /&gt;who i am is not determined by "us",&lt;br /&gt;I do not desperately need you,&lt;br /&gt;But I'd enjoy your close company more than you know...&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's what i mean when i say "i love you".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-2960861676691805144?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/2960861676691805144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=2960861676691805144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/2960861676691805144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/2960861676691805144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-do-i-always-post-my-friends-poems.html' title='why do i always post my friends&apos; poems on here? lol'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-1637095358278599209</id><published>2008-10-04T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:18:17.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Are Loved (Don't Give Up)" Josh Groban</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;When your heart's heavy&lt;br /&gt;I...I will lift it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to be heard&lt;br /&gt;If silence keeps you&lt;br /&gt;I...I will break it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the hurt that you hide&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost inside&lt;br /&gt;I...I will be there to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to burn bright&lt;br /&gt;If darkness blinds you&lt;br /&gt;I...I will shine to guide you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Every one needs to be heard&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-1637095358278599209?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/1637095358278599209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=1637095358278599209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/1637095358278599209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/1637095358278599209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-loved-dont-give-up-josh-groban.html' title='&quot;You Are Loved (Don&apos;t Give Up)&quot; Josh Groban'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-294305065887452256</id><published>2008-07-26T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T10:42:53.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another poem, written by my friend Courtney=)</title><content type='html'>As I glance down at the beautiful blade,&lt;br /&gt;Remembering all of the horrible mistakes I made,&lt;br /&gt;Tears cascading down my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling dead and spiritually weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pills lay on the table beside me,&lt;br /&gt;Resorting to this perverted remedy,&lt;br /&gt;I plan to shear open wounds unto my skin,&lt;br /&gt;Realizing the darkness shining within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here stands a picture of my savior, my soul mate,&lt;br /&gt;The one who has morphed my awful fate.&lt;br /&gt;What would they say of my cruel mind?&lt;br /&gt;Would I be leaving something behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lower the razor of fate to the floor,&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to let myself cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Too much keeps me by my beloved's side,&lt;br /&gt;I slowly realize it's only part of me that died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gaze towards the once empty Heaven's in prayer,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing now that I can find Him anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel lost or in eternal pain,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel like life is in utter disdain,&lt;br /&gt;I look to him and smile,&lt;br /&gt;And know life isn't all that vile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-294305065887452256?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/294305065887452256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=294305065887452256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/294305065887452256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/294305065887452256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-poem-written-by-my-friend.html' title='Another poem, written by my friend Courtney=)'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-4219124514104834864</id><published>2008-07-04T23:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:05:58.500-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>Conversations</title><content type='html'>"well if you see yourself thinking about others and what they would like, you need to stop. that's one thing i had to learn and it took me forrrever. here: i wake up. determine what mood i'm in. lazy? what if i see this person today and i'm dressed like i didn't care? nope not right attitude. i'm feeling like i don't need to try with my wardrobe so i won't. if i wake up and i'm like alright i'm doing good, i have time. maybe i'll really try hard today like spend lots of time. okay by the end of the time span i still look like i gave a 5-minute effort. so guess what i do now? i spend 5 minutes on clothes and hair. make-up takes maybe 5 minutes. b/c i've finally come to realize i honestly don't give a crap if people think i didn't try b/c i know i did at least a little and what i think about myself is more important."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't even know you well at youth conference. i knew nothing about you, but I thought you were cool, and I always slightly wanted that, to be like you and your group. But I felt I wasn't good enough. But when you cared, when you asked what was wrong, I knew that kind of person. I knew to trust you. Instinct." - someone said that to me. i'm not going to share who but it meant a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you may be surprised to hear this but i've been alone quite a lot before. it sucks it really does and all one wants is to find someone who they can turn to, talk to, fill that loneliness. i know it sucks and i wish i could give you the best advice but i really don't know what to say. i don't know your background, your thoughts, your wants and desires. i know you're a great person but like every other great person you can't do it alone especially when trying to fill that gap of loneliness. turn to your friends, but most importantly what i've learned to do is pray. i wish i prayed more when i was your age and in the intermediate/middle school level b/c it would have helped me a lot. seriously, turn to good friends for help and advice but even when friends fall short sometimes (b/c lets face it we all fall short, no one's perfect) God's always there. and this may sound cheesy, fake, and irrelevant but it helps incredibly...&lt;br /&gt;...i used to never vent. trust me don't go down that route. venting is good. i had so many things built up in me that once i finally started opening up to people it was like it was impossible to start from one point and explain what i was feeling b/c it was like i want to talk to you about this but then i need to tell you why i'm reacting why i am so it's b/c of this and that's b/c of that and it sucks b/c people sometimes don't understand where i'm coming from b/c it's almost like they don't know the real me b/c i never really showed anyone my feelings until i'd say probably 8th or 9th grade. especially this past year since last summer i've changed a lot. and not really changed who i am just more that i changed how i acted around people. like i started being myself and i'm quite emotional more than i used to think"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few thoughts i shared with a friend. i guess you can tell me what you think. if you don't, oh well. if you do, alright. the second quote is something she said to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-4219124514104834864?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/4219124514104834864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=4219124514104834864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/4219124514104834864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/4219124514104834864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/07/conversations.html' title='Conversations'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-8236423651325986213</id><published>2008-06-19T13:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:45:36.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Nothing"</title><content type='html'>My friend, Josh, in my English class wrote this for a poetry competition thing our teacher had us enter. He only got an honorable mention and imo, it should have won at the very least second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does the richest man want but can not buy?&lt;br /&gt;What is the correct answer to every "why"?&lt;br /&gt;What's superior to perfection, what's inferior to sin?&lt;br /&gt;What's safer than protection, what's more interior than in?&lt;br /&gt;What's luckier than seven, what's healthier than well?&lt;br /&gt;What's better than heaven, what's worse than hell?&lt;br /&gt;What's shorter than a moment, what's longer than forever?&lt;br /&gt;What in the world has existed never?&lt;br /&gt;What doesn't happen for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;What's colder than freezin'?&lt;br /&gt;What can a blind man see, what can a numb person feel?&lt;br /&gt;What's more than everything, what's less than not anything?&lt;br /&gt;What can make each moment reappear?&lt;br /&gt;What can make everything disappear?&lt;br /&gt;What's darker than black, what can a deaf man hear?&lt;br /&gt;What rhymes with silver, purple, orange, or month?&lt;br /&gt;What's hotter than the Z Machine, what's faster than light?&lt;br /&gt;What's more unlucky than thirteen, what's lighter than white?&lt;br /&gt;What's bigger than the universe, whats smaller than an atom?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is something we simply can not fathom."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-8236423651325986213?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/8236423651325986213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=8236423651325986213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8236423651325986213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8236423651325986213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing.html' title='&quot;Nothing&quot;'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-8177656301871443796</id><published>2008-06-14T18:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:16:29.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer &apos;08'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>random update of my life!&lt;br /&gt;you don't get this often so enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is out, thank goodness [i started singing Wicked lol] stupid Fairfield had to have a make-up day. too many snow days. so our last day instead of June 6 was June 9. how cruel.  well i found out today that i got straight A's this last term. i worked hard for that A in french 3. phew. but now i have summer work for french 4 and pre AP english...and then i'm also taking german 1 next year:) and business academy. i get to go to dallas, texas next may:) and my senior year is disneyland how freakin awesome is that:D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my sisters dance recital was adorable. loved it. it was my first year watching from the audience. i danced for 5 years then was working backstage the other years so it was exciting to watch for myself!&lt;br /&gt;i started today walking/jogging/running in the morning. at 7. i might do 6 instead. but i do it around the neighborhood for an hour.  i'm in shape, just not THAT in shape. so i'm trying to change that at least a tiny bit:)&lt;br /&gt;um. btw, if you've never heard of Jon McLaughlin look him up. pretty much a phenomenal pianist and great singer and fantastic song writer, and did i mention he plays the piano? so yeah, i'm hooked. i keep listening and listening  to his songs. they're fantastic. and he's not well-known either. from indiana.&lt;br /&gt;OH! mama, clara, kelly, and kaylyn threw me a mini surprise sweet 16 party thursday night. THANK YOU:)  it was a blast. and i know not as many people were there than what you wanted (talking about clara lol) but it's okay. i had a blast. and thank you to everyone who came. the cake was delicious btw and totally cute. and did i mention i LOVE the game apples to apples? and how beast hartwig and nathan are at that game too haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 13 DAYS:]&lt;br /&gt;i'll be 16. [i'll be by edwin mccain is an amazing song]&lt;br /&gt;it's about freakin' time lol&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i have a date on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be me and nathan &amp;amp; charity and peter:D&lt;br /&gt;i'm super excited!&lt;br /&gt;but that is of course after dad takes me out for lunch for&lt;br /&gt;my birthday:]!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-8177656301871443796?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/8177656301871443796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=8177656301871443796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8177656301871443796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/8177656301871443796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-3674288710561481046</id><published>2008-05-10T10:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:09:43.608-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Thought of the Day</title><content type='html'>"Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life." - Berthold Auerbach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much one of my favorite quotes ever:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-3674288710561481046?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/3674288710561481046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=3674288710561481046' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/3674288710561481046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/3674288710561481046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/05/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the Day'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-2011928818279161251</id><published>2008-05-03T12:44:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:57:32.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't seem to dodge Pres Ladle. what's up with that? lol</title><content type='html'>i gave a talk in harrison at the beginning of the year. pres woestman and pres ladle were there, saying what a wonderful job i did. now i am a prospective speaker. maybe stake conference? that was the joke anyway. i really don't want to. mostly because i can talk to people individually no problem, but i'm not a huge fan of talking to a huge group...&lt;br /&gt;then in april my dad asks me to speak with him and mom in oxford. sure why not? it's a branch too; less people! it was great, i got to talk on elder wirthlin's talk at general conference!! and of course, pres ladle and pres guffey were there. i think they're following me. pres ladle "let me know when your next talk is, i'm going to be there."  great... :) ...&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking sure why not, come. i'm getting used to it by now! but i was thinking okay it's going to be a while before i get assigned another talk. nope, been back in fairfield ward for about a month and a half now and i'm giving a talk on may 11. what joy. but it's okay. i like giving talks i do, they are very insightful and uplifting!! and who else can say that in 5 months they have given 3 talks in 3 different congregations? i feel at least a little special :D&lt;br /&gt;and stake conference is in august. so i might as well start prepping myself just in case if i'll talk again. and if i don't there is always next year...and then there is always seminary graduation...wooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really starting to get used to this whole let's give a talk at least every other month thing. i like it even if i'm still not comfortable talking to a big group. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-2011928818279161251?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/2011928818279161251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=2011928818279161251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/2011928818279161251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/2011928818279161251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-gave-talk-in-harrison-at-beginning-of.html' title='I can&apos;t seem to dodge Pres Ladle. what&apos;s up with that? lol'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-3819339845297441469</id><published>2008-03-16T18:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:37:34.106-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Thoughts :)'/><title type='text'>Things that make me happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    My Happy List (sounds so stupid but thats what the Sunday School paper said...we were supposed to think of three. And so i wrote a gazillion of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;family &amp;amp; friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;missionaries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food (i have two and a half of liters of pop in the fridge woohoo!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french&lt;/span&gt; not spanish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tech&lt;/span&gt; (choraliers)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;parties/spending time with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;football&lt;/span&gt; (Super Bowl)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wrestling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;making people smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;phone calls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;debating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crispy ranch snack wraps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cheesecake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KFC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;President Thomas S. Monson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ireland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;photography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;piano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bass singers/good tenors -- any guy who can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stargazing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mint chocolate chip ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indianapolis &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colts&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE Ohio State &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buckeyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flip-flops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;flats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"superfluous"/"discombobulated"/"bequeath"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brooke White/David Archuleta (American Idol contestants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simon (American Idol judge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;singing/dancing randomly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;politics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;math (trig)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not wearing my glasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;listening to Katie sing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;encouragement/support&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being able to vent to someone who you know will listen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;purses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunglasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jeans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hoodies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clara's straightener&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Nephi 17&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Nephi 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matthew 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;D&amp;amp;C 121&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helaman 5:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EFY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Youth Conference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls Camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;North Carolina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cincinnati North Stake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt; weather&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Law&amp;amp;Order, CSI, etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Triple Cherry&lt;/span&gt; Trix Yogurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meeting new people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;guys with muscle (not disgusting though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hot water (as long as I'm not drinking it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleeping in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people who can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curl &lt;/span&gt;my hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;donut holes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mascara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;temple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;roses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dancing/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mac n cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;legally blonde&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;theatre&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;compliments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cleaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prayer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot tubs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laffy taffy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;road trips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plane flights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clouds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bubble wrap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playgrounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pouring rain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toyota Avalon's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wrap-around porches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joe's house (pool table, slot machine, air hockey, etc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tanner's house (mansion much??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;snakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clean snow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feeling of grass on your feet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;quotes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Across The Universe" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Imagine" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Let It Be" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Angels In The Alleyway"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael Jackson's music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;brunettes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blue eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hair dye&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jessica's hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mustangs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;driving fast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;virgin Strawberry Daiquiri's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shirley Temple's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journey (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Stop Believing&lt;/span&gt; is an amazing song, btw)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm So Hood"&lt;/span&gt; (no reason really, just love it. ha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i-pods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;singing along to Marching Band music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black &amp;amp; White pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hugs!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;squirrels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jumping on the bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cell phones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doritos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;comedies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jessica :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FHS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoop earrings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunshine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the dark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the band, Boys Like Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red starbursts!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly's car, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gorilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hershey Kisses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;celery with peanut butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reece's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheerios&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Domino's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peeps &lt;/span&gt;in the microwave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlotte Russe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever 21&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kohl's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Target&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dollar Danberry movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;berets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;naps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-3819339845297441469?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/3819339845297441469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=3819339845297441469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/3819339845297441469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/3819339845297441469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Things that make me happy...'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-6166590404489145372</id><published>2008-03-09T00:07:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:47:37.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature is the Devil in disguise</title><content type='html'>so mama finally went to bed (maybe...she's probably talking to papa instead...i tried to get her to bed over a half an hour ago...shows how bad i am trying to convince mama...i talk to her too much haha)&lt;br /&gt;but because she left, i promised her i would blog finally. promises, promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the midst of a crappy week, and freakin' mother nature ruining my weekend, i'm trying real hard to find the good things that did happen this week. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;well, my family is pretty much amazing, and people should be jealous. jk everyone needs to be grateful for their own family lol.  but still i'm becoming more appreciative of them. well okay more appreciative of younger siblings. gotta love them. especially when they graciously give you tons of sour gummy worms. thanks laura :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;food to eat. i've been hungry a lot lately. food is delicious. and if i didn't have the food i did, i would cry. maybe even die. i'm in love with congo bars all over again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;which reminds me, mama making congo bars for the first time in a century was amazing and quite tasty!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spending time with jessica thursday night. meaning we talked and watched american idol. ha. hate the show, love this season (the 3 davids...they're talented!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking on the phone with joe thursday night when i really needed it was a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spending the night at clara's with kelly also. that was a blast :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sledding in the snow. so yeah sure i hate snow with such a passion now, its probably illegal, but still. good sledding snow and down the Jungkunz's hill/drive way too. wow that was fun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"mermaid" "macho man" "Buddha" "Santa"  hahahahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the movie Madagascar is hilarious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read somewhere that al gore might get sued. made my day. global warming, my butt. (NOTE: he really probably isn't. biggest rumor ever. but it was still hilarious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um yeah there's some stuff. pretty awesome stuff too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-6166590404489145372?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/6166590404489145372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=6166590404489145372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6166590404489145372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6166590404489145372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/03/mother-nature-is-devil-in-disguise.html' title='Mother Nature is the Devil in disguise'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-6985559632330226223</id><published>2008-01-30T18:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:18:44.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to President Hinckley</title><content type='html'>Saw this on Facebook. I really liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ode to President Hinckley&lt;br /&gt;He spoke.&lt;br /&gt;We listened.&lt;br /&gt;He voiced with care –&lt;br /&gt;“Prepare for the day when I won’t be here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Prophet’s Voice.&lt;br /&gt;A Warning Cry.&lt;br /&gt;“Look to the Savior, and you shall not die.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rushing wind.&lt;br /&gt;A silence, loud.&lt;br /&gt;The fire by night.&lt;br /&gt;The pillar of cloud.&lt;br /&gt;The Priesthood displayed.&lt;br /&gt;The glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Rock,&lt;br /&gt;Our example,&lt;br /&gt;Our Iron Rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke.&lt;br /&gt;We listened.&lt;br /&gt;He voiced with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Heads Bowed.&lt;br /&gt;…Hearts touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Hear.&lt;br /&gt;We Hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jill Dyches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-6985559632330226223?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/6985559632330226223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=6985559632330226223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6985559632330226223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6985559632330226223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/01/ode-to-president-hinckley.html' title='Ode to President Hinckley'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-6389112987500276775</id><published>2008-01-09T17:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:45:14.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Mission Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I went tracting last Saturday with Sister Walton and Sister Hanks and Clara. Then we went to Buffalo Wild Wings.&lt;br /&gt;First time going; I was nervous. Like really nervous. I thought about not going at all. Thank goodness I did go. It was a blast. I absolutely loved it. Only tracted one street, but Sister Hanks and I didn't get one door slam. We got at least 10 conversations. At least.  2 houses to come back and give Books of Mormon to. And 1 appointment set. It was fun. Insightful. Thrilling even. I  know that this is not a usual occurrence, but goodness, it was a great first experience! Seriously though, I used to be "Oh mission. No thanks. I'll talk to people I know, etc but no thanks on the mission. I'll go to school, get a good job, get married, be perfectly okay. Other people can go on missions. Sounds like to much for me and I'm not particularly good at full-out talking about everything." Well, not anymore. Sure I'm still not that great at doing the talking, but oh my goodness. If life leads me to my choice of going on a mission or not, I'm most definitely going to go. It's so much easier saying that, now that I've been tracting with the Sisters. So much easier to say that, when you hear the missionaries have conversations with people, and even give your own two cents sometimes. So much easier to say that, when you have that experience.  That experience will give you knew insights on whether you wanna go or not. Even as I'm writing it now, I wanna go more and more. And there will be few things that could stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only question is Why haven't I gone tracting before January 5, 2008; why was I so scared to go before?&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's two questions...oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-6389112987500276775?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/6389112987500276775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=6389112987500276775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6389112987500276775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6389112987500276775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-went-tracting-last-saturday-with.html' title='Mission Thoughts'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-3847504412588699505</id><published>2007-12-25T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:36:48.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><title type='text'>Goodbye 2007, Hello 2008</title><content type='html'>Over this past year, I've found there is more to me than I realized. I found out who I really am. Firstly, I thank my parents of course. I would be an idiot if I didn't give any credit to them. Especially for paying the money for me to go to EFY and Girls Camp. Also Youth Conference was amazing. (But that was also free lol) Those three things have helped me in so many ways; I'll always be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;But I've found out more about myself than ever... I'm not as witty as Ryan or Jessica. I'm not as mellow and "forgetful" (why he didn't bring home any cheddar biscuits I still don't know!) as Jeffrey. I certainly don't and can't have as much energy as Katie. I'm not good with big words like Laura. (superfluous need i say more? lol). Mom once told me I'm the mix of everyone else. Often I think that I wish I could be more like this or that, but not lately. I like being a "balance" of some personalities. I have my funny moments. I most definitely have my sarcastic moments. Also, I'm pretty darn stubborn :)  But, like my Girls Camp nickname; Sweettart, I'm sweet and caring.&lt;br /&gt;I naturally get along with everyone (Even if I don't like you, you must be a pretty big jerk for me not to at least be nice to you lol) But although I have many "acquaintances" I've found so many more, closer friends this year. I really wish I could list all of them, but hey I can try, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Church:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh dear here goes lol&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much all of Fairfield Ward. I'm going to miss you guys on Sundays next year since my family is going to Harrison Branch now.&lt;br /&gt;ADULTS:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister Hickson &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister Chapin&lt;/span&gt; most definitely. Sister Nichols and Sister (Emily) Rosenberg. Sister Rakes. Brother Richardson and Brother (Adam) Rosenberg. (Too many Rosenbergs, I don't want people to be confused lol) Even (dare I say it jk lol) Bishop Striebeck and especially Brother Unklesbay. Sister Striebeck. Whether it's YW, PP, BYD, BYC, and certainly the Kirtland Trip, you've helped me a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From EFY, my counselors Sharla, Brie, and Joseph! Also Margie, or G'mama! And my whole group!! BEAR ANY GRUDGE.&lt;br /&gt;Girls Camp was amazing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL 4th years&lt;/span&gt; are awesome. This past year was most definitely my favorite! I was going to do GC next year anyway, but this past year actually put real desire in me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to go next year. Hopefully I'll get 2nd years next year -- be with my trio! Jessica (sister :D), Justine, and Laurel) My JL's were awesome -- Chelsea, Rachel, Carrie, and Valerie! Sister Manwaring and Sister Riggs!&lt;br /&gt;Youth Conference. was THE BEST. Helped me SO much. Thank you to my group! Joe&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;Neal, Caden, Eli, Stuart, Becca, Stephanie, Brother and Sister Nakata!! All of you guys are amazing! (Incredibly sorry if I forgot anyone but my dad wants the computer so I'm trying to hurry)&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much thank you to these people: (long list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;, Carson, Caden, Jake, Brigham, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;, Erica, Emily C, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stucki&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Craig&lt;/span&gt;, Davy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charity&lt;/span&gt;, Emily D, Taylor, Amy D, Jill, LeeAnn, Kara, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Courtney&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ariel&lt;/span&gt;, Amanda, Whitney, Whittney, Emma C, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leann&lt;/span&gt;, Mark, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becca&lt;/span&gt;, Brittany B, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nolan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tanner&lt;/span&gt;, Liz, Christina, Alisha, Stephanie, Leslie, Shawn, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ethan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bari&lt;/span&gt;, Andrew, Matthew, Spencer, Chris, Brendon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;, Jessica, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara&lt;/span&gt;, Brittany, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kayla&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaylyn&lt;/span&gt;, Aimee, Jessica J, Andrea, Mikayla, Samantha, OH MY GOODNESS ETC! lol&lt;br /&gt;Of course: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama!, Papa, Ryan, Fejj, Jessica!, Katie, Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just to name some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oriana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt;, Josh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bethany&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky&lt;/span&gt;, Brandon, Chelsea, Ellery, Kaylee, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carol&lt;/span&gt;, Tangelica, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon&lt;/span&gt;, Kristina, Puska, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;, Alli, Samm, Sally, Emma, Leah, Hana, Michael, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashleigh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taryn&lt;/span&gt;, all 3 Megans lol, Samantha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amara&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patrick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor&lt;/span&gt;, Missy, Richie, Robert, Jeff, Maria, Brynna, Maddey, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robby&lt;/span&gt;, Kim, Nick, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt;, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for who I am. Who I really am. What I have found out and what all of you have helped me find out about myself and what makes me happy and what pisses me off :)&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great year. I'm a little sad to see this year pass, but excited for next year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, btw.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the True Meaning of Christmas everyone :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-3847504412588699505?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/3847504412588699505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=3847504412588699505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/3847504412588699505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/3847504412588699505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2007/12/over-this-past-year-ive-found-more-of.html' title='Goodbye 2007, Hello 2008'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-7423283268884424773</id><published>2007-12-05T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:43:17.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vent'/><title type='text'>My respect for my generation in society has...</title><content type='html'>just declined by like 15 levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Lakota West's Mini Convention Sat. (JSA - so much fun :D) Well pretty much it was a ton of fun, met new people, got to hear debates, and yeah it was just fantastic. Well the last resolution is what got me. Ugh. The resolution was:&lt;br /&gt;Prostitution should be legalized.  (Pro - yes/Con - no)&lt;br /&gt;First of all, SHOULD THIS EVEN BE A QUESTION?!? (morally)&lt;br /&gt;But oh my gosh, they way they were debating, I thought I was going to be the only one who would vote con (I love Alex Branton! :D) It was absolutely ridiculous the points they made. Apparently, if I'm a prostitute, I'm going to have higher self-esteem if it is legalized. How am I going to feel better about myself knowing that the government that I live under is supporting a guy who is getting paid to have sex with me?? And cops usually don't take a woman seriously if they go and tell them that they've been raped. But supposedly by legalizing it, they will get benefits? Nothing is going to change besides the fact that now the pimps will be allowed/it will be legal for them to set up a prostitution business and get even more profit from sleeping with women. Not to mention that the new HIV vaccine got brought up (because of the diseases and STD's that get spread around with prostitution). And what makes me mad is when I'm encouraged to get the vaccine. (go ahead and 'advise' me to get it but don't encourage me like it's the best b/c you don't know me) Because now apparently now it's assumed that I'm going to get raped or that I'm a whore. Sorry pals, don't assume crap about me.&lt;br /&gt;And even with all these points that the other side made, what made me mad was how people were joking about it. I mean seriously, where are your morals? I don't care if you were kidding, this is something that there should be no jokes about at all, anytime, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I don't care if your point is that "ugly people can have sex now," IT IS WRONG. no questions asked!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-7423283268884424773?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/7423283268884424773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=7423283268884424773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/7423283268884424773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/7423283268884424773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-respect-for-my-generation-in-society.html' title='My respect for my generation in society has...'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-6087677708858360507</id><published>2007-11-07T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:54:37.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Trandsendentalism</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I don't care if I spelled that wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I hate that crap now.&lt;br /&gt;I also hate dumb english assignments.&lt;br /&gt;But hey...woohoo for extra credit that i REALLY needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I have a headache....no lie, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I still have homework too. Dang it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-6087677708858360507?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/6087677708858360507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=6087677708858360507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6087677708858360507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/6087677708858360507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2007/11/trandsendentalism.html' title='Trandsendentalism'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3287935290274012401.post-4011345979316430303</id><published>2007-10-25T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:28:30.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Not as random as it seems...</title><content type='html'>First of all, it almost seems like the whole Hotel is getting a blog. The only unusual thing about that is the fact that I wasn't one of the first ones to sign up for one. I was going to convince Fejj to get one but we all know that would take time &amp;amp; effort (sorry this sounds mean) and he's not worth the time because (yes I'm going to explain) he'd never update anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my title...&lt;br /&gt;ldsskittle07 actually has meaning in it (I know shocking. Who would've guessed that there wasn't a point to it? I dunno maybe Dad just to mock &amp;amp; tease me...but hey I won't go there...)&lt;br /&gt;lds stands for Latter-day Saint. Yes, i said LDS not Mormon. Essentially the same thing, yet a lot of differences, too.&lt;br /&gt;skittle. Random? Perhaps. But hey since when am I not random? Not to mention they sound realllll good right now. Especially the red flavor. They're the best kind. Delicious? Pretty much. I also chose skittle because they remind me of rainbows. ("Taste the Rainbow") Yes, I like rainbows; that means it just rained &amp;amp; I was dancing in a gigantic, deep puddle in the teacher's parking lot at Fairfield South Elementary - always fun! :) Yes, I like rainbows; they're very pretty &amp;amp; multi-colored, including red being at the top (the red flavor has always been and will always be at the top, fyi). Yes, I like rainbows; NO I really don't care if you think I am wierd.&lt;br /&gt;And thinking about it, if I was a guy (thank goodness I'm not...if I was a guy that would mean having to marry a woman and we know how demanding and controlling women can be...And I like being demanding and controlling so I'm set :D) but if I was a guy, it would be kind of awkward liking rainbows because then everyone would think I was gay and I wouldn't be because that's just a no. It's one of those no's that don't and shouldn't need an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I go off on random tangents sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Now people say "Why is it 07 on the end of ldsskittle? You didn't graduate in '07!"&lt;br /&gt;Very good. You know my age. Do you want a trophy for actually knowing Sarah and not being a stranger to her? Honestly, I'm glad you know my age. I might even throw in a chocolate bar, because everyone knows how much chocolate we have stashed in our house :)&lt;br /&gt;It is 07 simply because my favorite number is 7. But no one sane wants to look at ldsskittle7. that just looks plain dumb. I, being the genious that I am and inherited from my father obviously, made it look un-dumb (yes, I wrote "un-dumb") by making it:&lt;br /&gt;ldsskittle07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why there's that random lds chick, who is "gay," I mean happy (for those wierd people out there who will be offended by the smallest and stupidest things), with the favorite number 7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3287935290274012401-4011345979316430303?l=bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/feeds/4011345979316430303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3287935290274012401&amp;postID=4011345979316430303' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/4011345979316430303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3287935290274012401/posts/default/4011345979316430303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingvirtueback.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-as-random-as-it-seems.html' title='Not as random as it seems...'/><author><name>ldsskittle07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14007396625969795062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TgrqBymXHLI/R1aegFxm97I/AAAAAAAAAAM/-BH4sATjhd4/S220/l_72c50f37b06eb8085da2feb061669e7f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
